The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 102
Different from the fact that there are many schools in the Chinese martial arts world, the development of karate in the island country has already formed a system.

Moreover, in order to ensure the seriousness and reputation of karate.

Anyone who can establish a branch in another country is undoubtedly not a leader in karate.

Qingchuan Karate Club is one of the eight major clubs in the island country, and Zhong Hai belongs to one of the four first-tier cities in China.

As the president of Qingchuan Karate Club, Fujiwara Yubayashi is a six-dan orange belt practitioner. Although his strength is not top-notch in the island country headquarters, he is still a top-notch master.

Moreover, as a strong man sitting on one side, Zhong Hai's Qingchuan Karate Club was developed by him and flourished day by day.

At present, there are ten practitioners with five-level blue belts in the entire club. In his opinion, the ten masters he has trained are comparable to those so-called martial arts masters in China.

Outside, countless car lights illuminate this area almost like daytime.

"Tell me, can Tang Ling win tomorrow?"

A man holding braised chicken legs in his hand asked the person next to him while eating the meat: "If you are like that Ma Baoguo, it will be a big shame!"

"Probably not. Didn't you watch the video where he vomited blood on that boxing champion some time ago?"

"I feel that this is definitely a real master."

These people who are guarding in the car, waiting to meet tomorrow's battle, can be said to be both looking forward to and worrying.

After all, although everyone doesn't want to admit it, karate does have its own advantages, and its ability in actual combat is indeed nothing to say.

The waiting time is always long, but fortunately, time always has an end.

The next day, the sun shreds the darkness.

The light illuminated the world again, and Tang Ling did his morning exercises and ate breakfast in a leisurely manner.

"Boss, it's past eight o'clock, if I don't go there, I'm afraid I'll be late."

Shen Yun, who was sitting in the living room, said again: "Too many people have gathered at the Qingchuan Karate Club, so it's not good if you're too late."

"Then let's go now!"

Tang Ling took the last sip of tea in a leisurely manner: "Get ready to stand on the cusp!"

At this time, outside the Qingchuan Martial Arts Club, several members wearing kimonos had been waiting for a long time.

However, as time went by, their hearts were being worn away bit by bit. When the needle pointed to nine o'clock, they couldn't stand it at all.

"This Tang Ling, shouldn't he be flying pigeons once?"

Xin Guoyou, who was standing on the left, couldn't help but said: "That guy did this once yesterday, if he does it again today, it's not impossible..."

Not only these karate disciples, but also the people who were guarding outside began to murmur in their hearts at this moment.

"Could it be a temporary repentance?"

"Now that the time is up, if you haven't come out yet, it won't be playing all of us aside?"

"It's really embarrassing, you don't even have a sense of time!"

Voices of dissatisfaction and even abusive words began to appear in the crowd. Some people felt that Tang Ling's actions were damaging to the image of a great country.

However, just when everyone's mind was floating.

The goddess of celebration at the front of the Rolls-Royce appeared under the sunlight.

A convoy belonging to Lingtian Martial Dao Club appeared at the end of the road. All the onlookers saw the convoy and subconsciously moved out of the way one by one.

Open the door and get out of the car.

For the first time, everyone saw Tang Ling wearing a navy blue tunic up close.

"There was a traffic jam on the road, so it was delayed for a while."

He explained casually, and before he could walk towards the gate of Qingchuan Karate Club, he heard someone start complaining.

"Traffic jam? Won't you come early if you're stuck in traffic?"

"We people have been waiting here since last night!"

"As for the master, don't you have any sense of time?"

There were complaints from the crowd, and Tang Ling stopped, turned to look at the place where the words came from, and said, "I shouldn't have asked you to come here, right?"

"If you don't want to wait, you can leave now!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of what these people thought, Tang Ling walked directly towards the gate.

The staff of Lingtian Media followed behind with equipment on their shoulders.

There was silence all around, and it seemed that the air had become much colder at this moment. Xin Guoyou, who was guarding the door when Tang Ling was about to enter the door, said coldly: "You are late for the appointment, don't you plan to say something?"

However, what answered him was Tang Ling's kick.

I came here for a challenge, not to discuss business, so naturally I had nothing to say to these people.

He kicked Xin Guoyou who was asking the question, and the terrifying force made him fly across the ground on the spot and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Another companion wanted to take action, but Tang Ling punched him in the abdomen and turned him into a shrimp.

"What? Did I say I'd be on time?"

Looking at the two guys who were beaten by him on the spot, Tang Ling snorted and continued walking inside with the staff.

Clean and neat, without the slightest sloppy.

Tang Ling decisively shocked the karate disciples, and even more so the onlookers. Moreover, because of the photographer's close-up, the netizens watching the live video were sweating with excitement.

"Cool, cool, this is the real Gu Wu."

"Then what nonsense is there? Just attack and defeat him. This is the real ancient martial arts master!"

"Compared to Master Tang, that Ma Baoguo is just a piece of shit."

Tang Ling didn't know about the shouting from the crowd and the voices from the netizens. He was like an angry tiger, directly hitting the inside of the gate with a pair of iron fists.

"Ah ah ah..."

Hearing the screams coming from the door and witnessing Tang Ling's strength, the crowd wanted to follow them in.

However, necessary rules still have to be followed.

Five minutes later, on the square behind the club, all the members who came to stop them were knocked down by Tang Ling.

Fujiwara Yurin, who witnessed Tang Ling's attack with his own eyes, finally lived up to his previous arrogance and arrogance, and fear began to show in Tang Ling's eyes.

"Ancient Huaxia martial arts... It really deserves its reputation!"

Fujiwara Yubayashi stood up slowly, and the ten fifth-degree blue belt disciples standing on both sides of him quickly surrounded Tang Ling.

"Your Excellency didn't keep time, and you wantonly attacked my disciples, don't you think it's too arrogant?"

"Where does all this nonsense come from? Either admit defeat or join in."

Tang Ling looked at Fujiwara Yulin with a little panting, stretched out his hand and said coldly: "After the fight, you all register for me obediently, otherwise you will bear the consequences..."

"idiot."

Being reprimanded by Tang Ling in public, Fujiwara Yurin immediately walked towards Tang Ling furiously: "You have no strength but no virtue, today I will teach you a good lesson for your master..."

(End of this chapter)