Chapter 253

"Is there such a powerful one on the other side?" Ling sina is a little worried.

"Yes, but I hope your friend can win."

Zhang Wen shakes his head. His strength is poor and he is beaten up by Taekwondo.

"Curator, you are already very good. It's all the blame of those big bastards. They are fighting with you in a wheel fight. That's what makes you like this." Xu Lanlan comforted the curator in a soft voice. She couldn't bear to see the appearance of the curator.

On the field, Qin Lang is still moving. The people under the stage can't help but start roaring.

"Boy! Have you had enough? It's too late to be active! "

"If you don't dare to fight, don't show your face on it!"

“……”

Qin Lang straightened up, yawned and waved to Liu Yu: "come on, I'll take you to practice. Let's see if you are good at Taekwondo or our Chinese national skill is better!"

He was absent-minded and didn't pay attention to Liu Yu at all. Anyone who saw him would be annoyed.

"To die!"

With a loud roar, Liu Yu took a big step towards Qin Lang.

In Taekwondo, nothing is stronger than leg whip. For example, Liu Yu, with all his strength, can kick a three centimeter thick stone slab into pieces. If you help him, you can even kick a 200 Jin strong man to a distance of tens of meters.

"Good kick, let him learn to be a man!"

Under the stage, some people roared. Seeing Liu Yu use his leg whip, they roared one after another, especially Yan Bucheng and Li Ming.

They have just joined the Taekwondo Club, and now it's their chance to show themselves. Their faces are red with shouting, just like pig heads sprinkled with soy sauce.

"These weeds are so spineless!"

Ling Sina snorted. Seeing Yan Bucheng and others, she was not angry.

At the same time, she looks at Qin Lang worried, not worried about his injury.

However, if this guy loses, there is no possibility for the National Art Museum to turn over again!

"Shua!"

Qin Lang moved. He used a Taiji pusher!

Everyone was confused!

They are all familiar with Taijiquan. Although Taijiquan is the most popular in China, it has become the fitness boxing of the old and the old, and it has no power that it once heard. Really become the synonym of HuaQuan embroidered legs!

Now Qin Lang even uses Taijiquan, which makes some people who have a little hope for Qin Lang completely disappointed.

"It's over. He's going to lose!"

There is no objection from all the people in the martial arts hall!

"Ha ha, Taijiquan, he uses Taijiquan, silly!"

In Taekwondo, however, he laughs and takes Qin Lang as a fool.

Even Xu Lanlan pulled Ling Sina, "sister Sina, did you invite this person to be funny?"

Ling Sina smiles bitterly. She doesn't know. Qin Lang Mingming is usually very powerful. How can he suddenly start Taijiquan?

But in the people's strange comments and eyes, Qin Lang did not move and pushed his hands lightly. With this Taiji hand, he completely removed Liu Yu's strength from his legs.

At the same time, he also took advantage of the situation to pull behind, Hua, quickly threw Liu Yu out.

This set of movements is very coherent and fast. Even Liu Yu didn't see it clearly. He just stumbled behind the platform and nearly fell to the ground.

“……”

All the voices in this moment, completely annihilated!

No matter they were worried or ridiculed before, they all widened their eyes, opened their mouths and looked at the scene foolishly.

Ju, did you push it away?

"Stinky boy, what tricks are you playing?"

At this time, Liu Yu would stand firm and turn around abruptly with an angry look on his face.

Qin Lang turned slowly, turned his lips and said with disdain, "it's just an ordinary Taiji hand. What's the trick? It's just that you're like a frog in a well. Make a fuss

"How dare you scold me!"

Liu Yu is angry. He is the deputy director of the Taekwondo martial arts school. Everywhere he goes, he is respected and proud. But today, he was defeated by Taijiquan, which is famous for its extravagance. How can you make him angry?

"Damn it! I just didn't care about it all of a sudden. This guy really thinks he's very good. Can't he treat me as a sick cat? "

Liu Yu thought in his heart, and immediately put on a posture again, with an angry face and a roar.

This time, he did not use sweeping, worried about being relieved. Instead, he directly kicked Qin Lang's skull with his leg bone.

This foot, he used great strength, it is the power to crush the three centimeter stone plate, if this is in the skull, Qin Lang is absolutely a situation of brain bone fragmentation, concussion and even death!

"Damn it, this guy has red eyes. He has so much strength on his leg. If he is kicked, his bones will break and he will die!" Zhang Wenmeng stood up and said in a deep voice. Knowing Liu Yu's horror, he began to worry about Qin Lang's situation."Qin Lang, you can't just lose. The Martial Arts Museum still depends on you to support it."

Ling Sina clenched the powder fist. If she could, she really wanted to go up and teach these guys a lesson. Unfortunately, she didn't have the strength!

In the face of this leg whip, Qin Lang did not retreat at all. Instead, he stepped forward. It is still the most common progressive move block Chui in Taijiquan, with left palm and right fist, and elegant posture.

When they got close to each other, Qin Lang caught Liu Yu's whip leg with his left palm, and then bullied him with his right fist.

"Bang!"

Qin Lang's right fist collided with Liu Yu's leg bone violently. It seemed that the whole floor trembled and made a sound of explosion.

"Ah My leg is broken... "

With a click, Liu Yu screamed.

"Well, a useless dog traitor, didn't he look very brave just now? Why is it so miserable? "

Qin Lang turned the corner of his mouth and threw Liu Yu out like garbage with his left hand.

When Qin Lang was at the bottom just now, he didn't like Liu Yu very much. A guy who worships foreign countries and flatters foreign countries and is servile and servile, he broke his leg. He was kind to him.

And the crowd was stunned by Qin Lang's seemingly elegant but actually just fierce fist, and the whole audience was silent.

At this time, Qin Lang turned around, faced the people in the Taekwondo Hall, put up his right thumb, and then fell down.

"You listen to me. Your Taekwondo is vulnerable. Who else won't accept it? Don't let huluwa save my grandfather. One by one, it's a waste of my time!"

Qin Lang's face is provocative, and he looks down at the people who come to pick up the pieces of the National Art Museum.

Do these clowns dare to jump here even if they don't know the profoundness of ancient Chinese martial arts?

It's beyond our capacity!