Ling Fei looked at the grandstanding Pu Sha Coin and couldn't help but shook his head.
In the eyes of others, Park Shabi's hand may be an unpredictable skill.
However, in his eyes, it is nothing more than a trick.
After all, he can already fly with the sword!
He slowly walked off the ring step by step, which made the Goryeo chief on the stage shook his head.
"Hehe, I can't even make a leap in the sky, and dare to agree to Master Park Shabi's engagement. I think he is dead."
"Guess, how many tricks can he stick to under Master Park Shabi?"
"It's not so much a trick, it's a few seconds."
"Let him take a few seconds, this time, Master Park Shabi, he will definitely be able to redeem our dignity for Goryeo!"
"Yes, it's better to beat him with a bruised nose and swollen face and beat him to a pig's head. Be sure to ask our reporter to record this video during the whole process."
"That's right, that's right."
With that said, Ling Fei had already come to the ring below.
Park Sha Bi looked at him with incomparable contempt in his eyes.
To be precise, it was because Ling Fei's cultivation base was much higher than him. For this reason, he could not see through Ling Fei's cultivation base. In his eyes, Ling Fei was just like ordinary people, without a trace of true anger.
Of course, it is impossible for him to look at Ling Fei high.
"You dare to agree to my engagement, you still have a seed. However, this is a very unwise choice! I will definitely hit you with a black nose and a swollen face!"
Ling Fei smiled lightly:
"Okay, in my life, I haven't tasted the taste of a bruised nose and a swollen face."
Park Shabi sneered:
"Then today, let you taste it! Drink it!"
He was in the same place, making a few moves in the air to move his muscles and bones!
That high kick of Taekwondo standard, in the air, unexpectedly made a few thumps of wind, like the kind of punches and feet in old-fashioned movies, very shocking.
The Korean officials in the stands couldn't help shouting and applauding for encouragement.
When Park Shabi was happily performing, he even couldn't help but perform a flying kick!
He jumped at least four meters high, kicked in the air, and there was a scream in the air.
"it is good!"
The officials of Korea all stood up and applauded even more excited.
Chu Wenlong and the others wanted to laugh, but in order to maintain their demeanor, they had to hold back their laugh.
When Ling Fei waved his hand yesterday, the stream stopped flowing and the tree split. That kind of strength is far beyond what anyone can match. Piao Shabi showing off in front of Ling Fei is no different from a squad, but this group of sticks are proud of themselves.
The senior officials of Bangzi looked at Chu Wenlong and the others, and there was not much reaction fluctuation, and the pride on their faces became stronger.
"General Chu, have you seen it? How powerful is our Korean national martial arts? How powerful is our master Park Shabi? This is the highest level of our Goryeo. You are fortunate to see it today. It’s a great blessing in life! It will be even more glorious to mention it to future generations."
Chu Wenlong was suffocating a smile, afraid of a crash, so he didn't speak up.
But this, on the contrary, made the leader of Bangzi mistakenly believe that Chu Wenlong and the others are in a heavy heart.
Ever since, these people couldn't help shouting:
"Park Shabi Smecta, take it lightly and save a little bit of face for the Chinese people!"
"Park Shabi Smecta, you only need half of your strength, otherwise, too much strength will kill him."
Park Shabi glanced at the stand triumphantly, his eyes seemed to be responding, don't worry.
At this time, the referee also came up and began to talk about the rules, and after a brief introduction, announced the start of the game.
Park Shabi stretched out his hand, pretending to be a master:
"I'm one of the top masters of Goryeo Taekwondo. I fight with you and bully you a little bit. So, you should take action first."
"No, Taekwondo is only formed by absorbing some of China's shallow martial arts. In China, it is a fighter in the rubbish. Let me make the move first to truly bully you. You can make it first."
Park Shabi's face was cold.
"You are really looking for death! Dare to insult Taekwondo. Today, I will let you taste the power of my Da Goryeo martial arts! Let's take it, ah——!"
He slammed his right foot suddenly, and his body rushed out instantly.
"Kill, kick up high! Take it to death!"
This move looks extremely fast to ordinary people, and the speed is so fast that there is no chance of evasion at all.
The senior officials of Korea have a brighter smile on their faces, and they seem to have seen the light of victory!
However, at the next moment, Ling Fei suddenly raised his leg.
Everyone only saw a flash of white light on his leg, and the Pu Sha coin that had just jumped up instantly looked like a flared ball, being kicked tens of meters away.
When he landed, he struggled, spouting a mouthful of blood, and fell directly to the ground.
On the ring, Ling Fei was slowly retracting his feet.
All the officials of Korea were petrified in place in an instant.
Originally, they thought that Piao Shabi's move would be able to beat Ling Fei out and win victory. They were all ready to applaud!
But now, everyone is holding the posture of applauding, standing still on the spot.
When the referee announced that Ling Fei had won the game, the group of talents came to a sense of clarity and rushed towards the audience in a hurry.
"Park Shabi Smecta, are you okay?"
The sticks tightly surrounded Pu Sha coins and shouted at Ling Fei:
"You killed our master-level figure in Goryeo Taekwondo! Can you afford to pay? This is our national treasure-level master of Goryeo! You are done, we must tell the embassy to issue the most serious protest to you Huaxia! Must be killed! you!"
Ling Fei smiled contemptuously.
"What's your name? I didn't die, I left you a sigh of relief."
Although that was the case, Ling Fei also abolished his dantian, turning him into a cripple!
The sticks were furious and furious, but they could only shout a few words, and then left with Pu Shabi, and didn't even bother to eat lunch.
This military exercise competition also ended with China's complete victory.
Qu Feng and the others rushed over quickly, surrounded Ling Fei and threw him high.
"Long live General Ling! Long live General Ling!"
Although everyone was extremely happy, Ling Fei always felt uneasy.
For a master like him, once he has this feeling, it means that something bad will happen.
Sure enough, three hours after the stick left, Ling Fei, who was preparing to have a celebration banquet, received a call from Sister Xu, saying that there was an explosion in the underground garage of the Mu Group!
The car that was bombed was the blue BMW X6 from Mu Qingcheng!
And Mu Qingcheng was in the car at the time!
When Ling Fei heard the news, the surrounding land boundary was shrouded in a chill.
The hot meal instantly becomes a layer of ice!
The chill is pressing, and it is terrifying.