449: C449 Completely Shameless

C449 Completely Shameless

Han Qiang chuckled. He didn't stop at all under his feet. Like a ferocious tiger that had descended from the mountain, he rushed into the crowd and gave the thirty over taekwondo club's elite warriors a fierce kick. All of them were knocked to the ground, not a single one of them was standing.

Li Mingjun looked at the three men beside him and said in a deep voice, "This guy hasn't comprehended inner strength yet and isn't even a great master level warrior. However, his combat experience is very strong. Let's attack together and cripple him!"

"Alright!"

The other three master of traditional martial arts nodded.

The four of them attacked from all directions. The shadows of their legs instantly drowned Han Qiang, leaving him no room to dodge.

Bixiao, Miao Yanyan and the other beauties could not bear to see Han Qiang getting beaten up. They quickly turned their heads away.

Shi Zhongyu and the brothers from the 507 dormitory all looked at the center of the arena with their eyes wide open, afraid that they would miss a wonderful moment.

"Fierce Tiger Fist! Fierce Bear Fist! Flying Bird Fist! Ape Fist! Deerchaser Fist!"

Han Qiang roared angrily, and an extremely shocking aura burst out from his body. Without any warning, a gust of wild wind blew, causing the clothes of the surrounding people to flutter. The bangs on Bixiao's forehead were swaying along with the wind.

"What a strong inner strength! The scumbag is finished!"

Bixiao hurriedly turned around and wanted to save Han Qiang, but when she turned around, she found that the source of the inner strength was actually Han Qiang.

Han Qiang, who had been scolded as a scumbag man, was now like a fierce war god. One. His two iron fists were sometimes fierce and unyielding. Sometimes he was nimble and flexible, passing through the illusory shadows of his opponent's legs. They fiercely bombarded their bodies.

Bang!

The knee joint of Li Mingjun, who was rushing at the front, was punched hard. The fabric of his pants was directly smashed into pieces by the force. He screamed miserably and flew out diagonally.

Before he landed on the ground, Han Qiang had already rushed over like a fierce tiger. Without any fancy moves, he flew up and kicked directly at Li Mingjun's abdomen. Li Mingjun fiercely snorted and flew a long distance away again.

"Five-animal boxing Combination Fist!"

Han Qiang roared and rushed forward again. The five-animal boxing Combination Fist, which he had practiced with Hwa Jingjing in the deep mountains and forests, followed his moves one after another. Each move was as fast as the other. Li Mingjun spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The other three taekwondo club's master of traditional martial arts's expressions suddenly changed. They shouted in unison and rushed over to help. However, Han Qiang's combo was as smooth as flowing water, and he kept beating up Li Mingjun in the air. They kept moving forward at high speed, and just as they were about to arrive... Li Mingjun had already been beaten up to the point that he could not breathe properly. If it were not for the fact that he did not want to lose his life, this guy might have already been beaten to death.

Bang!

Li Mingjun fell heavily into the dust like a broken bag. He lay motionless on the ground.

"Bastard! Beat this sick man from East Asia to death!" A taekwondo club master of traditional martial arts that was rushing over furiously roared.

Unfortunately, just as his roar came out, Han Qiang, who was rushing forward, suddenly turned around without slowing down. His feet exerted force and rushed towards him in the opposite direction.

"Not good!"

The expression of the taekwondo club's master of traditional martial arts suddenly changed. It was too late for him to dodge. Han Qiang punched his chest, causing his sternum to collapse. He groaned and flew backwards, putting the other taekwondo club's master of traditional martial arts in the right position.

"Ferocious Tiger Fist!"

Han Qiang roared furiously. A pair of iron fists were thrown at them. The last taekwondo club master of traditional martial arts hurriedly rushed forward, forcing him to retreat with his feet.

One of the two experts who had escaped from death had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and the other one was not injured at all. However, his heart had already left a huge shadow in his heart. He knew that if he continued to fight... He would definitely not be any better than his companions.

Looking at their frightened faces, Han Qiang took out a cigarette from his pocket. He leisurely lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "I will give you all a chance to leave this place unharmed. Just follow the previous agreement and obediently kneel down and admit defeat. Admit that your Taekwondo is not as good as our country's traditional martial arts, then I'll let you leave safely. "

"Impossible! Your country's martial arts originated from our country, we won't admit defeat even if we beat you to death!" Li Mingjun struggled to get up and shouted.

"Pui! I'll show you the black dog blood on your face! The traditional martial arts is yours, Li Bai is yours, TCM is yours, and your face is yours?" Han Qiang laughed in extreme anger.

Apart from the four King Kong and Piao Sanqiang, the rest of the people in taekwondo club were mostly from the same country. Although they felt depressed after being beaten up by Han Qiang just now, they couldn't help but laugh when they heard what he said.1

Han Qiang spat out his eyes and looked at Piao Sanqiang and Li Mingjun with disdain. "Modern martial arts are designed to strengthen the body. It's not a life and death fight. Everyone is a show-off. There is no distinction between superior and inferior. It's better to be happy and live in peace. But you bunch of b * stards, using master of traditional martial arts to bully other martial arts groups. You don't want any face at all."

"B * stard! If it's a martial arts competition, then let it be a martial arts competition! Why do you use words to bully others!?" Piao Sanqiang said angrily.

Han Qiang chuckled. "Your people are hiding so far away, just like two delicate little girls. I can't go up and ravage them either!"

"Bastard!"

The two uninjured Taekwondo master of traditional martial arts roared in unison, one on the left and one on the right, charging towards Han Qiang.

Han Qiang looked at the two of them and couldn't help but think of the black bear couple that had pounced on him together in the White Mountain Range. He couldn't help but reveal a smile at the corner of his mouth as he suddenly accelerated forward.

"Idiot! Taking a hit from a Taekwondo master of traditional martial arts is purely courting death!" Piao Sanqiang gloated.

Before he finished his words, he saw Han Qiang's body suddenly bend down a lot as he approached the two masters. He jumped out from under their legs.

"Not good!"

The two Taekwondo master of traditional martial arts's expressions suddenly changed. They wanted to change their moves, but it was too late!

When Han Qiang passed through their legs, his body suddenly turned around. Before his back touched the ground, his two legs suddenly kicked upwards towards their little brother.

It was alright to be beaten in other places, but if they were to be kicked there, they would definitely die.

In modern martial arts, this was a move that was strictly prohibited. However, in the traditional martial arts that focused on life and death, this was an extremely ordinary move.

Of course, Han Qiang had previously dealt with two black bears, not two humans!

The two no longer cared about their faces. Like a bride, they hurriedly clamped their legs together. Han Qiang was determined to kick them hard at the intersection of the lower half of their body and thighs. He kicked them so hard that they were unable to move. * Howl * He let out a strange cry and flew out diagonally, creating a perfect parabola. Plop! He fell onto the martial arts field, and half of his face was scratched by the ground.

Han Qiang got up and casually patted his body. With a calm expression, he walked over, "Damn it, weren't you all very arrogant just now? Why did you learn from the girls and hug your legs tightly? Why are you lying on the ground and pretending to be dead?"

"Damn it, this mantra sounds familiar. Wait, Han Qiang... Magic City... Stock God Han Qiang... "

Bixiao suddenly slapped her forehead and stood up. She looked at the person on the stage in disbelief.

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