People who practice martial arts generally have a loud voice. Ling Wei's roar was full of energy and his voice was loud, which immediately interrupted Kim Jong-wei's words.

In an instant, everyone, including Jin Zhengwei, turned their attention to the direction where Ling Wei was.

This time, Gu Feng did not stop Ling Wei as usual. In fact, if Gu Feng was not due to his identity, he would have insulted Kim Jong-wei.

Gu Feng can bear it when he says that Chinese martial arts decline, but if he says that Chinese martial arts evolved from Taekwondo, Gu Feng can't bear it anymore!

In Gu Feng's opinion, that's simply fart! That's just like some Korean stick books on the Internet for a while that shouted that Kong Shu was a Korean, not a Chinese, it was simply fart!

Ling Weigu, who had been born in a wealthy family, carries the heroic blood of Ling Yongbing in the book. When he saw thousands of people turning his eyes to him, he was not nervous, but took a step forward and said, "If you have a kind of person, you can see the truth under your hands, don't embarrass people on it."

"That's right, if you have a good time, go to the stage to compete. Don't fart all over. How could Chinese martial arts evolve from Taekwondo?"

"Yes, don't fart on it!" Shi shouted. No matter what, they were all Chinese, and they were a little unhappy when they heard Kim Jong-wei talking nonsense. The little girls who had cheered for Kim Jong-wei before closed their mouths tactfully, for fear of being drowned by the boys.

On the stage, after hearing the students' words, Kim Jong-wei narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint murderous intent flashed in his narrow eyes. It is certain that if there was no one at the scene at this time, he would definitely kill Ling Wei, provided that he had that ability.

It seemed that no one expected that things would develop to this point. Not only the audience, but also the leaders of Zifeng Middle School and Sanyuan Middle School were stunned. Although the host on the stage was still sober because of her professional relationship, she did not say anything to break the silence.

Because she also felt that Kim Jong-wei was talking nonsense!

"Hu Jin Jong-wei quickly adjusted his emotions and said coldly: "There are so many explanations about Taekwondo. Since someone is provoking it, let's see the results of the game!"

After saying that, Kim Jong-wei quickly walked towards the local coach's seat, and when he walked to his seat, he said angrily: "I will teach the ignorant Chinese a lesson later!"

Li Dongguo saw everything just now. He said coldly: "After you come on the court, you will let go of your hands and feet to fight me. As long as you don't kill anyone, you can beat me anyway!"

Li Dongguo was also very annoyed when he heard Ling Wei's words just now. As a famous master of Taekwondo, he naturally did not want to hear words about insulting Taekwondo.

"Uncle Li, I'll play first later!" Kim Jong-wei was particularly excited when he heard Lee Dong-gu's words, as if in his opinion, he would definitely win the game.

Li Dongguo pondered for a moment and said, "Xiaowei, just in case, you will be the last one to play."

When there are people, Lee Gongguo would call Kim Jong-wei Xiaowei. Kim Jong-wei himself listened to Lee Dong-gu's words, so although he was a little dissatisfied with the final appearance, he didn't say anything.

After thinking about it, Lee Dong-gu turned his attention to the guy named Park Ji-sung, who had the coldest expression among the three: "Ji-sung, among the three, you have the best kung fu. You will play first later. Remember what I said just now. Not only will I want you to win the game, but you will also want you to break your opponent's legs!"

"Yes! Teacher!" Park Ji-sung quickly stood up and saluted Lee Dong-gu.

At the same time, on the other side of the coach's seat, Gu Feng patted Ling Wei who had changed his clothes and said seriously: "Ling Wei, after coming on stage, don't be distracted and devote yourself to the battle. In addition, don't be too careless, don't be irritable, try to stabilize your mentality. Although that Korean is a bit a bit abominable, his strength is not bad, and the students he teaches should have two books."

"Please rest assured, Teacher Gu, I know what to do." Ling Wei was very calm at the critical moment. He was quite a bit like Ling Yongbing's shadow book.

After hearing Ling Wei say this, Gu Feng felt relieved. Ling Wei's fighting level has improved rapidly. In Gu Feng's opinion, it should be difficult for his peers to meet opponents. As long as he is not careless, there should be no problem winning the game.

Perhaps it was because of Li Dongguo's nonsense before, or Ling Wei's rebuttal, the entire scene suddenly fell into unprecedented madness. In the stands, more than 90% of the students stood up, waved their arms and shouted loudly: "Kill the Bangshu! Kill the Bangshu!"

For a moment, neat and loud shouts filled the sky above the court.

In the audience seat in the center of the stadium, the principal of Sanyuan Middle School couldn't help but snorted coldly when he heard the students' words: "Principal Xu, is this your Chinese way of valeting?"

"It's no wonder that my student is. It has nothing to do with the Chinese hospitality. If you want to blame it, it's the student in your school to talk nonsense!" Xu Qin replied coldly. Obviously, Kim Jong-wei's words made her a little unhappy. Besides, Gu Feng is her son-in-law. Can her mother-in-law not be tempted to her son-in-law?

The principal of Sanyuan Middle School changed slightly and glanced at Xu Qin. When he saw Xu Qin's cold expression, he finally swallowed the words that were about to his mouth.

At the same time, the on-site host kept making gestures to calm the students.

A few minutes later, with the efforts of the host, the students' emotions stabilized a lot and stopped shouting.

"Next, please invite the referee of this martial arts competition to enter the venue." The host breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the students' emotions stabilized and said quickly.

Since Lee Dong-gu is a Taishan Beidou character in the Korean Taekwondo world, his arrival attracted the attention of the World Taekwondo League and the Hong Kong branch. The referee of this competition was also distributed by the Hong Kong branch of the World Taekwondo League.

However, the three referees on the court looked a little strange at this time.

Obviously, they realized that the next game was not as simple as a student game. After all, both sides were full of gunpowder and would never show mercy. More importantly, they worked for both Chinese and Taekwondo League, so they would not be willing to favor either side at all.

After taking the seat, the three referees looked at each other, nodded, and decided to handle the next game fairly.

"Next, we will invite the first contestant from Sanyuan Middle School, Park Ji-sung!"

The host briefly introduced the origins of the three referees and immediately let the contestants start entering the competition venue, because she also realized that the host's task this time seemed not as simple as it seemed, and he might offend people.

Amid the cheers of more than 20 people from Sanyuan Middle School visiting group and some students advocating Koreans, Park Ji-sung, wearing a white Taekwondo costume and a black belt tied around her waist, walked slowly towards the ring from the corridor built by the sidelines.

Obviously, Park Ji-sung is already a master of black belt.

The so-called black belt in Taekwondo means that after long-term hard training, the practitioner's technical movements and ideological cultivation have been quite mature. It also symbolizes that Taekwondo black belt is not affected by darkness and fear.

Although the cheers were small, Park Ji-sung's cold face did not change at all. Obviously, he was a guy with good psychological qualities.

Soon, Park Ji-sung arrived on the ring through a long board.

"Next, please invite Ling Wei, a contestant from Zifeng Middle School, to the venue!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, the audience in the venue made a trembling cry, and finally everyone shouted loudly: "Come on Ling Wei! Kill Goryeo Bangshu!"

Today, Ling Wei was wearing a purple Tang suit, and he looked a little more experienced.

Faced with the cheers of the audience, Ling Wei's expression was very calm. His eyes were staring at Park Ji-sung on the ring. At this moment, Park Ji-sung was the only one in his eyes.

And his goal is very clear, defeat Park Ji-sung!

Through the long boarding, Ling Wei quickly came to the ring.

The moment Ling Wei walked into the ring, Park Ji-sung, who had originally closed his eyes, glanced at Ling Wei coldly, and a faint murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he had become murderous, and he would destroy Ling Wei as Li Dongguo said!

Because Ling Wei insulted his teacher, his most respected teacher!

Ling Wei didn't say anything as excited as before, just walked calmly to the opposite side of Park Ji-sung.

Seeing that both of them entered the court, the host announced the referee's entry.

The referee is a middle-aged man in his thirties. He walks steadily and is obviously a master's letter.

After entering the court, the referee smiled and said to Ling Wei and Park Ji-sung: "This game is just a friendly match. Remember friendship first and communication second, don't use too ruthless hands."

Although he said that, the referee was upset because he found that both Ling Wei and Park Ji-sung had a faint murderous intent in their eyes, which was clearly an expression that only happened when the enemy met.

After talking about the rules, the referee sighed secretly.

"Park Ji-sung, the third section of the black belt." After the referee finished speaking, Park Ji-sung spoke, his voice was very cold: "I will tell you with practical actions that Chinese martial arts have declined!"

"Ling Wei, a martial artist who only understands the superficiality of martial arts." Ling Wei was not outdone: "After the competition, remember to go back and tell you Koreans that the profoundness of Chinese martial arts is not something you can understand! In addition, don't talk about any Chinese martial arts evolved from Taekwondo! Also, tell you Koreans that plagiarism is not embarrassing. After plagiarism, it would be a bit shameless to say that we plagiarize you!"
Chapter completed!