Chapter 142 Brother Zong's appearance

Be quiet! In the audience that was about to be full, hundreds of college students were silent, with only a few sticks, making extremely harsh cheers.

They looked at Pan Weipeng in surprise and embarrassment at the female stick in the stormy attack. He had no power to fight back and was quickly kicked to the ground.

On the stage, the female stick Jin Meiji is still so clear, but in the hearts of every college student, they only feel shame.

It is said that Chinese martial arts have been passed down for thousands of years. Taekwondo is just one of the martial arts goblet. However, as the representative of China, the origin of martial arts, a woman has no power to fight back.

This is simply a shame, or a great humiliation!

Pan Weipeng got up from the ground again. He tried to launch a rush attack, but in front of Jin Meiji's rapid footsteps, his attack not only did not hit the target, but let the other party grasp the flaw and kick him over again.

Everyone can't bear to look at it anymore. Those students who once had fantasies are all pale and silent at this moment.

The gap between the two sides is too big. Pan Weipeng can't threaten Jin Meiji at all. He is there, but he is just abused.

If you are an ordinary person, relying on your own physical quality, you can go up for a burst of fists and fights, which may also make Jin Meiji suffer a little interference.

Pan Weipeng is practicing routines. The routines of inner boxing are very beautiful and can also strengthen the body. However, the actual combat effect is close to zero. At least in Pan Weipeng, he can't see any combat effectiveness.

However, he relies too much on these. He makes a good move. Jin Meiji doesn't need to spend much effort to cope with it.

With one stroke and one punch, it looks extremely relaxed and elegant. It is quite artistic and beautiful to put on this woman, especially a woman with a good figure and face.

However, Jin Meiji on the stage made a clear shout from time to time, and her feet were merciless. After a few rounds, it was difficult for Pan Weipeng, who had been hit hard, to stand up.

But he stood up again. As a descendant of a martial arts family, Pan Weipeng usually does not pay attention to martial arts practice, but his maintenance of martial arts inheritance is difficult for others to understand.

Even if he is defeated, he will show the spirit of Chinese martial arts.

That's dignity!

People are dignified. As a national art, Chinese martial arts are also dignified!

He can be defeated, but even if he is defeated, he must be defeated with dignity and backbone!

can be defeated, but never admit defeat!

Even if you lose this time, as long as the spirit is still there, Chinese martial arts will have a chance to correct its name.

Everyone can see that Pan Weipeng is no longer in the game. He is looking for abuse.

However, at this moment, no one will laugh at him, because they can feel the persistence in Pan Weipeng's heart.

In fact, in the heart of every Chinese, why don't you have the same persistence? As an ancient nation that has lasted for 5,000 years and has never been broken from cultural inheritance, Chinese people may be like this or that, but they always have a persistence, that is, the revival of Chinese culture.

Whether he is in a high position or just a piece of cloth, whether he is a native Chinese, or has a green card and settled abroad, he has a Chinese heart after all.

"Bang!"

Pan Weipeng fell down again. Jin Meiji kicked him in the face and suddenly had a long nosebleed.

Pan Weipeng didn't realize it at all. He supported the ground with his hands and wanted to get up hard.

He tried several times and failed several times.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..." Zheng Haoxuan walked over and began to count down. He counted quickly, not in favor of Jin Meiji. In fact, he also saw that the game was no longer meaningful to continue. It was better to end early and get rid of it earlier.

He is also a Chinese. He also feels very uncomfortable to see his compatriots being defeated by people from other countries with the fighting skills they used to be proud of.

Countdown to zero, Pan Weipeng tried several times, but still failed to stand up. Zheng Haoxuan was a little sorry and relieved to announce Pan Weipeng's failure, and Jin Meiji won the first game.

"Next, please prepare the two players in the second game!" Zheng Haoxuan decisively announced the end of the game and began the second game.

Li Tianzong looked at Pan Weipeng being helped down with an ugly face. Yao Dayuan arranged someone to send him directly to the school infirmary. Suddenly, he heard a faint voice beside him: "Brother Zong... Brother Zong, shall I come first?"

Li Tianzong turned his head and saw that it was Zheng Xiaoqian speaking.

"No, I'll do it!" Zheng Xiaoqian volunteered to become one of the three people who appeared. Li Tianzong was already very surprised. She seemed to know a little martial arts, but seeing Pan Weipeng's current appearance, of course, he would not let Zheng Xiaoqian take risks.

Li Tian smiled at Zheng Xiaoxi: "Don't worry!"

"Uh-huh!" Seeing Li Tianzong's smile, Zheng Xiaoqian felt relieved and nodded hard. Since he said so, he must be sure. I should have confidence in him.

God knows that Li Tianzong has no confidence at this time. He only saw that Jin Meiji's attack just now was extremely fierce. The vice president of the Martial Arts Association was beaten to the head of a pig, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

No matter how bad Pan Weipeng is, he has practiced martial arts. At least his physical fitness is much better than him.

He has been training for consciousness for months in the King of Fighters, and has never fought with anyone. He really has no confidence in the upcoming fight.

Brother Zong! Brother Zong!"

The audience at the scene suddenly broke out when Pan Weipeng was carried down, Zheng Haoxuan announced the end of the first game, and the second game was ready to start.

Yes, Pan Weipeng lost and lost miserably, but we still have "Brother Zong"!

In the previous Go competition, Shen University and even the Go masters of colleges and universities across the country challenged the stick repeatedly, and lost dozens of games in a row, which was even more tragic than now. However, as soon as "Brother Zong" took action, he immediately turned the world around.

Now, it's time for "Brother Zong" to turn the world around!

In the first game, Pan Weipeng was beaten by Jin Meiji and had no power to fight back. Everyone was very depressed, sad and angry. At this time, it finally broke out.

Brother Zong! Brother Zong!"

"Brother Zong will win!"

Along the cheers of the audience, Li Tianzong and Park Dashi entered the stage almost at the same time.

Li Tianzong looked at Park Dase, who was wearing a practice uniform. He didn't know how powerful Park Dase was, but seeing that they changed the order of appearances at will, it should not be similar to Jin Meiji just now.

Jin Meiji made Pan Weipeng have no ability to fight back. Of course, Pan Weipeng's martial arts routine did not work. The speed, skill, and physical flexibility she showed in the game were indeed far more than ordinary people.

After the consciousness training of the King of Fighters and fighting with many different opponents, Li Tianzong has a certain level of vision in fighting.

In fact, Kim Mi-hee's movements in the game even made him feel very familiar. Jin Jiapan, who has been practicing, is set as a Korean in the King of Fighters, and his martial arts skills belong to taekwondo.

Li Tianzong closed his eyes. The "King of Fighters" in his mind is already in a running state, but the only mode to choose from is "training". This mode has no effect in actual combat.

This also means that he must completely rely on himself to defeat his opponent.

"The game - start!" Zheng Haoxuan waved his hand and announced loudly.