478: C478 I Want to Join the Martial Arts Club

C478 I Want to Join the Martial Arts Club

Zhang Xiaoloong had to remind him that Wu Bing seemed to be hiding very well. But in fact, he was barely able to. He relied on the excellence of the Wandering Dragon Step. It was not difficult to dodge a few attacks from an expert. However, his opponent's martial arts was much better than his. If this continued, he was afraid that he would lose miserably.

Zhu Lei looked anxious, but he had been seriously observing his opponent's footwork. In addition, in order to provoke his opponent's emotions, Wu Bing had deliberately used his footwork to dodge. Although it seemed to be very brilliant, it was still a practice. The actual utilization should be based on the actual situation, and not on the specific rhythm of the dance.

If your rhythm was fixed, your opponent would quickly find your rhythm. At least your step could be calculated, which was the same as exposing your flaws.

With the gap between Wu Bing and the opponent, as long as Zhu Lei caught the slightest flaw, it would immediately be a shocking reversal.

After listening to this reminder, Wu Bing knew that he had played this game before. He immediately adjusted his mindset and started to deal with the situation once again.

His feet were no longer the fixed step. Instead, it was constantly changing. It seemed to have a pattern, but it also seemed to be in a mess. Combined with his upper body movement technique, it gave people an elusive feeling.

In Zhu Lei's eyes, Wu Bing was even harder to catch. However, in other people's eyes, Wu Bing seemed to be even more dangerous than before because he was only a little bit away from catching him every time.

In fact, this was also the result of Zhu Lei's observation. He was also considered an expert. No matter how brilliant his footwork was, after repeated probing... He could always find some clues, just like now. He was constantly changing his moves, even revealing flaws to attract the opponent's attack. However, the opponent did not fall for it and completely adopted a defensive stance.

Although it was said to be a defensive stance, it was actually a form of dodging. It looked like he was in a sorry state, but when Zhu Lei had no way to deal with his opponent, Wu Bing was not the only one in a sorry state.

Between the exchange of attacks, Zhu Lei had become more familiar with the Wandering Dragon Step technique. However, under his tremendous pressure, Wu Bing's improvement was also abnormally fast. He could always find a way to dodge his opponent's attacks.

"Are you going to keep dodging like this?" Zhu Lei asked, "What a cowardly fighting style."

"Are you going to always be like this? If I don't show you my true abilities, it's meaningless for me to fight with you. If you catch me, I'll fight with you!" Wu Bing said rather shamelessly.

Zhu Lei was so angry that he couldn't help it. What he used was his true abilities. Damn it, just stand there and let's fight one-on-one. What are you hiding from?

No matter what kind of stimulation he said, Wu Bing wouldn't attack. He just used his movement technique to dodge, and Zhu Lei kept chasing after him with that kind of high intensity.

The two of them were like Liu Siyu and Wu Bing the last time, dodging and jumping around. Although the rhythm of these two people was faster, those who had seen them the last time felt that they really were the same!

At that time, Wu Bing was getting more and more impatient, and it was the same for Zhu Lei now. He was facing an opponent who could be defeated in a few moves, but now he was being played around by the opponent and did not have any way to break it. This was also an insult to his own strength.

Although Zhu Lei's temperament could be considered calm, he had been tortured time and time again, and his temper had unknowingly become impatient.

On the other hand, Wu Bing had completely integrated himself into the profundity of the Wandering Dragon Step. The more he walked, the more he understood the profundity of the Wandering Dragon Step.

In the past, he had always walked alone. Now, there was suddenly an expert sparring partner. This feeling of being forced to use his full strength was something that could not be created even when he was facing Zhang Xiaoloong.

If he was facing Zhang Xiaoloong, Wu Bing would think that it was normal for him to lose. However, it was different when he was facing Zhu Lei. The tremendous pressure had made him perform exceptionally well.

In a trance, Zhu Lei felt that his opponent had already left the state of being in a hurry. His footwork had become disordered, as if it had messed up all of his calculations.

After a slight distraction, his reaction was much slower than before. After a few times, Zhu Lei had no choice but to stop.

But once he stopped, everyone looked at him differently.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Lei asked curiously.

"Your clothes..." Cui Yang said with an ugly expression, "There are three black marks on your back..."

Wu Bing threw an item in his hand into his palm and said, "Don't worry, this thing is very easy to wash. We usually use it to practice and see who hit the other more."

Zhu Lei's face also changed. There were three marks on his clothes. Didn't that mean Wu Bing had three chances to attack him and succeeded, but he didn't notice it?

How was this possible? He didn't attack his opponent from beginning to end. Instead, he was attacked by someone. How could he not know?

After a moment of silence, he looked at Zhang Xiaoloong. "Did you teach them this footwork technique?"

Zhang Xiaoloong nodded. "This is the beginner footwork of Martial Arts Club. Everyone needs to learn it."

"I lost!" Zhu Lei said it with difficulty, but it was also very clear.0

"It's not a loss," Wu Bing said. "If I hadn't provoked you with my footwork for so long and made you lose your patience, I wouldn't have had the chance to attack you."

Zhu Lei turned to look at him. "A loss is a loss. There is no reason to find an excuse for a loss. If he underestimated his opponent, it was just a sign that he was not strong enough. I will abide by the agreement and announce that Taekwondo cannot compare to Chinese Kungfu! "

When he turned around, Zhang Xiaoloong stopped him. "The truth doesn't have to be this bad. Bet is just a little motivation. Just like what I told Cui Yang last time, the outcome of the battle between the two of you... It doesn't involve which fist is stronger than which one, because you are far from the peak of the fist. Through the competition, one could declare that one of the fist was stronger. This saying is very illogical, I hope you can develop Taekwondo better. We are only opponents, not enemies. "

"Don't you think this is a good opportunity to attack Taekwondo and develop China's martial arts?" Zhu Lei was stunned for a moment, "Even if it is an opponent, this is also a good opportunity to strike a blow to the opponent!"

If Zhu Lei was in Zhang Xiaoloong's position, he would definitely not give up this opportunity, but Zhang Xiaoloong chose to give up.

"The development of Chinese Kungfu and the attack of Taekwondo are two different things," Zhang Xiaoloong replied, "The Chinese Kungfu that I want to develop is not limited to a small Yanjing University campus. Not limited to Yanjing, not even to Huaxia. I hope everyone can practice and know about Chinese Kungfu. More importantly, they know the cultural spirit of China. Chinese practices Taekwondo. It's not a matter of quality or patriotism. There are more people learning about it. It can help China absorb the essence of foreign Kung Fu and help our own development. But please don't turn around and call our own stuff trash after learning foreign Kung Fu. We can only keep getting it from other places, but we won't easily throw away our original treasures. Talent Let's make China stronger!"

Zhu Lei stood there in a daze. He kept thinking about what Zhang Xiaoloong had said. After a long time, he said, "I want to join the Martial Arts Club, is that okay?"

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