The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

"The young master of the Rockefeller family, he will soon come to this land to witness the success of our plan. (8) (1) Chinese network Ww "W.%81.Zw.COM" Wells explained.

Yu Zhankui's eyes gradually glory, this young master is the future helm of the Rockefeller family, if he can take advantage of this opportunity to have a good relationship with the other party, not only him, his children and grandchildren will also benefit a lot.

"Mr. Wells, please rest assured that our plan is seamless and will be successful."

Wells smiled mysteriously: "Let's wait and see."

When Tang Yin returned to school, he knew that the people on the Internet had argued against him. He laughed, and this situation was already in his expectation.

What surprised him was that even Qi Shaowen seemed to have heard of the storm he caused. He specifically talked to him and cheered him up: "Tang Hao, Huaxia martial arts is part of our traditional culture. In fact, our archaeologists are also The inheritance and promotion of traditional culture, you have done the same thing with us this time, so we must refuel and let the world smash our national quintessence."

Tang Yan was slightly surprised, and immediately nodded, said: "Professor Qi, I have to be busy with the competition this time, I am afraid that the school's curriculum will be delayed."

Qi Shaowen smiled disapprovingly: "What is this course, and it will be back in the future with your strength. When you finish the competition, I will take you to Weinan for a trip."

"Oh, what are you going to in Minnan?"

"I heard that there are new archaeological discoveries. Our archaeological profession has many opportunities for on-the-spot internships, but there is no such project for freshmen, but you are my apprentice. I can’t let go of such a good opportunity. Time to go with me." Qi Shaowen explained.

Tang Hao nodded, but did not think about what archaeological new.

The next day, the promotion began, and it is still the National Stadium. The remaining players are only 20 players. This game will be eliminated by one-half, leaving only ten.

This game is more intense, and foreign players will also participate, so most of the stadium's work is filled, and because of the death of the knockout, although the police finally defined as a sudden death, can still Let this time the martial arts conference is contaminated with a little **** taste.

When Tang Yin walked into the gymnasium, there were two kinds of shouts in the crowd immediately. One was to support him, the other was insult, especially the doorman of the deceased yesterday, even more eager to rush to give him a punch. .

Tang Hao did not pay attention, quietly went to the back room of the player's lounge, Li Xiaotian and Ye Haodang were with him, the two beautiful women's combination made him particularly eye-catching, firmly grasp the eyes of everyone.

"These people really do not distinguish between you, you are obviously being defamed, but there are still so many people who blame you and insult you." Ye Hao said indignantly.

"The mouth grows on others, can you stop them?" Li Xiaotian retorted.

Ye Hao’s eyes stunned. “Don’t swear, Don’t let him go.”

Tang Yan patted her shoulder and comforted: "It doesn't have to be so sensitive. They said, I don't have a piece of meat on my body. It doesn't matter."

In the promotion, the draw was decided by the draw. There were eight players in this side of China, and six players in the Western Empire, three in the island, two in the country, and one in the Siam, a total of twenty players.

At the end of the draw, Tang Yan took a Korean, named Park Jintai, who was very delicate and had a little gun.

Park Jintai glanced at him and snorted disdainfully, then walked to the ring.

There were a total of ten games in this promotion, and the Wushu had prepared ten downfalls at one time, and the ownership was taken down one time.

The audience immediately cheered, and many people called the name of Kung Fu, and Tang Yan undoubtedly became the focus of attention.

Other Chinese players have shown shyness. This game is also home to them, but they don't have a sense of presence, especially when they see the players standing on the other side, their legs are shaking.

The Wushu gave them a death order, and they must have survived this promotion, otherwise the face is too ugly. Can you and the other party obviously not a level opponent, how to support it?

Many people are bitter in their hearts, and they can't wait to abstain directly. Under the eyes of thousands of people, the abstention may be drowned by saliva.

Only **** the scalp.

A golden gong rang and the promotion began.

The crowd calmed down and held their breath, and the atmosphere on the court suddenly became suppressed, and the mood was involuntarily nervous.

The reporter’s long guns and short guns were aimed at the ring platform, and each moment was clearly recorded. The relevant personnel of the Wushu Association sat on the podium and watched the game condescendingly, especially Yu Zhankui’s face was stunned. Sweep over, and finally locked Tang Yan, the color of resentment in his eyes flickered.

"Don Tang, let you wait a few days, hey, this time you actually got Park Jintai, he is a master of Taekwondo, you must have a big loss even if you can win."

The attention of most of the audience has been attracted by the downfall of Tang Yin. After all, this Korean is not like a fist, it must have real skills, and it is not so simple to win.

boom!

Just listening to a muffled sound, a player on the platform has flew out of the ring and squatted on the ground, wandering, wailing, not moving.

This man is a Chinese, and his opponent is a Westerner. He only used ten strokes and lightningly let the opponent lose the game.

There was a burst of exclamation and a breath of coolness in the audience. The Westerners were so powerful that the two sides were not an order of magnitude.

At the same time, the fighting power of other Westerners also exploded. This time, four of the eight people in China were fighting against Westerners. The other two played against the islanders. One played against the Siamese and the other was Tang. I played against the Korean girl Park Jintai.

Therefore, when the Westerners attacked, other people also attacked. They saw the figures flying over the platform, and the screams came one after another.

These screams are all echoed in the Chinese population, because apart from Tang Yan, the gap between other people and their opponents is too great.

One of them was caught by a Westerner, and the head of the fist was generally greeted by him. The man did not have the power to fight back. However, the Westerners did not stop and attacked unscrupulously until the last Chinese person fainted softly. Like a beach of mud, lying on the ground, Western talent stopped.

Such dramas are staged one after another. These Westerners are high above, and they are willing to wash and humiliate Chinese players. Even after the Chinese players take the initiative to admit defeat, the other party does not stop, and still has some pain.

It was like a slap in the face, loudly pumped on the faces of all Chinese people, and many viewers were shy and shy.

"Don't force it, that person is begging for mercy, he still doesn't stop."

"Yes, this is the bully coming to the door. It really has to be put to death."

Yu Zhankui looked at the ring with no expression, watching the Chinese players fall down, and he opened his heart.

Let the fighting come more fierce and more violent, let all Chinese people lose face, the spirit of the heart collapses.

This is the result of his deliberate arrangement. He wants to clean up the Chinese players in front of thousands of spectators and let the Chinese people lose face.

"Waste, a group of waste, what breaks martial arts, is simply worthless, not used at all, even a few punches can not pick up." The roar and the sound of the audience.

This allowed some players who were still struggling to collapse and collapse instantly, and they were as casual as the mud.

The island people, the Koreans and the Siams converge a little more than the Westerners, but each person's attack is very sharp, and several strokes put the opponent down to win.

Therefore, in the thunder of lightning, the game actually came to an end, and I saw that the seven platforms had already won the victory and defeat. This was all the collapse of the seven Chinese people. The Chinese people were all defeated, only the rest. A foreigner who is arrogant.

The remaining three platforms, in addition to Tang Yan, there are two other island people and Westerners in the confrontation, these two platforms are equally powerful, playing very exciting, difficult to resolve.

The only Chinese woman’s downfall was particularly eye-catching, and everyone turned their attention. Tang Hao naturally saw that the Chinese people were almost completely annihilated, and now he is left alone.

The opposite of Park Jintai has been waiting for the opportunity to shoot, he saw Tang Yan Tairan, and his heart is a bit embarrassed, did not dare to rushed.

Tang Yan saw a compatriot defeated, and the audience heard a burst of roar: "grass bags, a group of straw bags, shame, too shameful."

"This is Huaxia martial arts. I said that Huaxia martial arts is a flower-embroidered leg. This has finally proved a little."

"I still believe that Chinese martial arts is really chilling."

Many people in the audience are bleeding.

"The audience has no confidence, then I will show them the real Chinese martial arts." Tang Yan's heart moved, the body followed, moving like a tornado to Park Jintai.

Park Jintai saw Tang Yan hands-on, did not retreat, but also screamed, kicked a long leg, and brought a broken sound.

Tang Hao directly ignored the other side's counterattack, and jumped forward and condescended, and Park Jintai actually jumped up. The wind blew his head, revealing a beautiful face, quite a bit of a sell.

Hey!

Tang Yi’s simple whip legs pumped to each other, and Park Jintai also kicked his legs.

Hey!

A crisp sound, Park Jintai is like a meteorite smashed, the legs directly bleed, and the long legs bent at a strange angle.

And his body flew like a catkin, flew out of the ring directly, flew a few meters away and fell heavily. His head slammed on the ground and fainted directly.

One trick, Tang Yan only used a single trick to a few hundred taekwondo masters who seemed to be good at others. When they arrived, everyone looked at him incredibly.