C248 Kill you like a dog (1/2)
Being defeated by Zhao Qiang in front of so many people, Pu Zhengyong could be imagined how much of a humiliation he had suffered. He wished that he could eat Zhao Qiang's flesh and drink his blood, but he did not have the ability.
Everyone opened up a path for him. Song Zhongtian, who was in his fifties, walked to the side of the ring with a dark face. He glanced at Pu Zhengyong with a pained expression, then fixed his cold gaze on Zhao Qiang. ”You've injured my beloved disciple. I'll make sure you pay a heavy price for this.
With the support of a few students, Pu Zhengyong walked down the stage, and spoke in a ruthless tone: ”Master, this Zhao Qiang is extremely despicable, he was extremely arrogant and mocked our Great Han Nation's taekwondo techniques, so I challenged him, but I didn't think that I would lose to him, it's because disciple is useless, please punish me Master.”
Hearing that, Lin Wei Wei was so angry that her face turned green, she could finally see Pu Zhengyong's true appearance, luckily she did not have any thoughts towards him, or else she would really be blind.
Song Zhongtian patted Pu Zhengyong's shoulder and said in a heavy voice, ”In order to preserve the dignity of the Great Han Nation, you have been injured.
”Thank you for your praise, Master. Please help me.” Pu Zhengyong openly found an excuse for his defeat, and he was extremely pleased with himself.
”Don't worry!” Whoever slanders the reputation of the Korean nation will have to pay a heavy price. ”
”Long live the Korean nation.” Song Zhongtian shouted.
”Zhengyong, Master will give you another lesson today. Open your eyes wide and watch carefully.”
”Yes, Master.”
In the past, Chinese people were often called East Asian sickmen. It was likely that this master and disciple pair had not changed their minds at all, and today, Zhao Qiang was going to use his actions to tell everyone that, no matter what, China stood at the top of the world.
”Cut the crap. If you want to fight, then come onstage. Don't waste my precious time.”
Song Zhongtian was enraged by Zhao Qiang's words, his entire body released a powerful aura, with his right foot pointing, he soared into the sky, and finally landed on the stage with a 'boom'.
”You heard what I said just now. You have humiliated my Han nationality's Taekwondo, so you must pay ten times or even a hundred times the price for that.”
”So much rubbish. My ears are about to get callused.” Zhao Qiang scratched his ears and said lazily.
”Damn.”
Song Zhongtian bellowed, and immediately unleashed a set of ferocious combined fists.
'Bang bang! '
'Bang bang! '
A series of ear-piercing sounds rang. In just two short minutes, Zhao Qiang and Song Zhongtian had already exchanged more than ten blows, the speed of the two had reached the pinnacle, so fast that the spectators below the stage could only see two groups of black figures.
Song Zhongtian felt his right hand going numb, he stared at Zhao Qiang with fear in his eyes. He thought that Zhao Qiang was young, and that no matter how strong he was, there was a limit, but from the looks of the battle, the other party was truly very strong. He had fought for so long, but he still could not figure out Zhao Qiang's true strength.
Zhao Qiang's mouth twitched as he stared at Song Zhongtian to play with him: ”You have already cultivated out inner strength, so you should have heard a saying, if you can't become a Grandmaster, you will be left empty-handed. If I kill you, it will be like killing a dog.”
Song Zhongtian heard the implied meaning behind Zhao Qiang's words and his face changed drastically. Retreating a few steps, he asked in a trembling voice, ”You mean that you are a Grandmaster?”
No wonder he's so shocked. He's trained for half his life and still has some distance to go to become a Grandmaster, but Zhao Qiang is a Grandmaster at such a young age. Isn't this just slapping him in the face?
Zhao Qiang smiled evilly and asked, ”You don't believe me?”