Chapter 160 Songtao Pavilion Cat Stand Pose (Three Updates)

Fifteen minutes later, Dongfeng Warriors who had run through several red lights in one breath broke into the gate of Jibei University with a short roar.

Still far away, Bai Ze saw something was wrong outside the martial arts club. Dozens of students wearing practice clothes were crowded in front of the club's entrance and exit, and the atmosphere and personnel in the whole place seemed a bit noisy. In addition to these students who were uniformly dressed, there were more students in various clothes on the campus, including men and women, and some were holding wooden sticks and short sticks.

When the car creaked and stopped quickly, the door was not open, and the crowded voices outside had already reached the ears of the three people. There was a large open space in front of the martial arts club, all filled with people. Whether they were formal martial arts students or students from Jibei University, their faces were a little weird and angry.

From time to time, a few gritted teeth curses came from the crowd, which looked quite excited.

"What's going on here?" Li Weijian opened the car door and jumped down. Seeing so many people gathered in front of his club's door, he felt something was wrong in his heart, so he grabbed a member closest to him and asked.

"Ah, President! You are finally back..." The student, who had not recognized him at the beginning, had several fractures on Li Weijian's body, and was covered in plaster bandages. His miserable appearance was completely different from his previous high-spirited appearance.

In addition, these days, I have worked hard to find Bai Ze and am so frustrated that I am so frustrated that I almost lost my face, my eyes are deeply engulfed, and my complexion is gray.

"What's going on? What happened again? If you don't practice in there, why are you going out for something?" Li Weijian's face gradually turned red. Obviously, he had already thought of something in his mind.

"President, it's not good. Our martial arts club is now forcibly disbanded..." The students' faces were full of depressedness and atmosphere: "A few days ago, President, you are not here, and those foreigners are becoming more and more aggressive. Not only do they have to come to the club to show off their power every day, but they also beat the vice president to the hospital in the name of competition. We complained to the school, but the Academic Affairs Office said that this is a normal sports competition and there is no way to deal with it. Only an assistant came and said it and ignored it. As a result, these people came again this morning, not only drove us out, but also said that our martial arts club has been in name only, and our venue will belong to them in the future. They want to change this place to an international student club..."

"Damn it, it's too much to deceive people!!" Li Weijian's eyes were wide open, and his chest was constantly undulating.

"Oh!" At this time, Bai Ze and Pei Yan also came over. When they heard the student's "" a big understanding, they thought about it and had already understood what happened.

It’s just that those foreigners want to do more than they want to do, and they have to force themselves to stand up.

There must be Park Ji-chang's idea here.

"Hey, isn't this person the Bai Ze?"

"Bai Ze? It's the one who beats more than twenty...?"

"Damn, it's so good now! This guy is a fierce man, and even the president is not his opponent. He scratched his face on the playground. If he comes forward, I think it's OK."

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When Bai Ze walked all the way, the old martial arts club student who had fought with him immediately recognized him and immediately burst into low voices in the crowd: "Where has the president found him? Let's get out of the way quickly. Now there's a lot of fun..."

"I'm so angry that the little Japanese and American devils, Goryeo, let's make you crazy again."

"This is definitely a big battle. In the blink of an eye, it is another invasion of the Chinese people against the Eight-Nation Alliance. We must fight for it resolutely, we must fight it!!"

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. I will use this month's rations to bet that this hero can win the championship and succeed."

With the arrival of Bai Ze and his group, the crowd immediately became excited, and dozens of members of the Martial Arts Club began to spontaneously maintain order and clear the road to the club gate.

However, Bai Ze ignored the words of these people and followed Li Weijian, who jumped and jumped, and walked into the club's special activity area step by step.

Behind him, a large group of students and classmates gathered like a torrent. The more they walked in, the less they spoke, and the more solemn they were on their faces.

The Wushu Club is a red brick building from the 1970s and 1980s. The total area inside is more than 1,000 square meters, with two floors above and below. When Bai Ze came to the activity area on the first floor, he saw two young men in karate uniforms kicking and fighting each other in the venue.

In addition, there were three people standing in a row on the mat, facing south and back north.

The posture of these three people when kneeling is the traditional "main seat". The legs are bent side by side, the insteps of their feet are naturally separated, and they are attached to the ground, forming a slight outer horoscope, and then kneel backwards on their calves.

When it is slightly different, the sitting in the karate is more inclined to be more skillful. When these three people kneel, their waists and backs are always bent into a bow shape, the spine and hips form a small angle, and the muscles on the thighs and calfs are also collapsed tightly. Although it looks not much different from ordinary people, their sitting posture can ensure that they can exert force and jump out at all times.

Especially their feet are always a piece of paper from their back hips. When they encounter dangers and unexpected situations, they can jump up. And there are at least seven or eight ways to suddenly kill and counterattack in this sitting position.

So, just as there was a noise outside the door, the moment Bai Ze and his group walked into the venue, the three people who were kneeling were almost alert at the same time, and stood up from the ground with a flash. The reaction was so fast that it was like a strong spring installed on their legs.

At the same time, the two people who were fighting and kicking in the middle also stopped in time. For a moment, the five people looked at each other and nailed Bai Ze's body with ten gazes.

Among the three people kneeling, one of them was Park Ji-chang and Taekwondo's fifth-section black belt.

Park Ji-chang also seemed to have unforgettable resentment towards Bai Ze. At the sight of Bai Ze appearing in front of him, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with silent joy and malice.

"Is this person the person you are looking for?" In addition to Park Ji-chang, the two people standing with him, one with white skin and the other with yellow skin. They are not old and look twenty-three or four.

The white man among them was an American wearing a white Taoist suit and with fluffy golden hair. He was tall, with blue eyes like the sea, and a white strap tied up on his forehead, looking like the "white demon" in the classic game "Street Fighter".

The most noteworthy thing is that the white young man's arms are much longer than normal people, and his forearms are thick and powerful, and his muscles are like countless steel wires tangled together, almost stronger than his big arms.

This person is obviously the American karate master who interrupted Li Weijian's hands and feet.

The remaining Japanese man was not tall but looked very well-proportioned. His face was angular, barefoot, and his eyes were cold and cruel. He seemed to be the oldest among several people.

As soon as he saw the expression on Park Ji-chang's face, he guessed the origin of Bai Ze and immediately asked. However, when he was asking, he spoke Chinese and did not deliberately use Japanese. His pronunciation was standard and remarkable.

"Ozawa Jun, this person is Bai Ze, and he is the person we have been looking for! His leg skills are very powerful, so everyone should pay more attention later." Park Ji-chang quickly restrained his expression, bowed to the Japanese named Ozawa, and then stared at Bai Ze and sneered.

"Mr. Bai Ze, I have brought you all the words to Mount Vajra. My teacher, Namki, asked me to take care of you and the people behind you. In addition, since the last competition, I have learned my thoughts and practiced some moves based on your footwork. I hope to play another game with you. Taekwondo is the national art of our Republic of Korea, and it is impossible to lose to your declining Chinese martial arts."

"Do you think you deserve it?" Bai Ze smiled coldly, looked up and down, and glanced lightly at Park Ji-chang's hands and legs.

The next moment, Park Ji-chang's face suddenly turned pale. He obviously had no substantial gaze, but for some reason, when Bai Ze looked over from afar, every pause made his muscles feel like he was stabbed by a steel needle. Moreover, there was no place where Bai Ze looked at, which was not the node where he used force in his leg skills.

This means that before the two sides really had time to fight, his kung fu was broken by Bai Ze.

"Hmph, it turns out that you are Bai Ze. It's so hard to ask us to find it." The young Japanese man named Ozawa suddenly snorted coldly. When he looked at Bai Ze again, he had already brought some cruelty as if he was looking at his prey: "I heard that your kung fu is very good. Even Park Ji-chang-kun was defeated by you, but our karate in the Songtao Pavilion is not Taekwondo. I, Shinichiro Ozawa, studied under the Japanese Songtao Pavilion Miyagi Shunaka, are you a friend of Li Weijian? Today is to save face for him, right? Then don't talk too much nonsense, everything is in Kung fu."

As he spoke, Maichiro Ozawa walked to the middle of the venue, heading towards Bai Ze, lifted his hands and posed in a position, shaped like a cat's feet, bent his hind legs, and slightly touched the ground, with the front and the back. When he stood up, his spine stretched out, and his fur all over his body burst out. His long hair seemed to be on electricity, and he stood up straight, and his angered hair rushed to the crown, especially on the temples on both sides of his head, two large bags popped out in a blink of an eye.

"It seems to be a bit like the three-body standing posture of Xingyiquan? But it is a bit different, and there are some other kung fu mixed in it, and the four-dimensional ones are like it!"

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