My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

The Chinese martial arts is also the originator of Asian martial arts. Now these students, learning martial arts, can be bullied by learning Taekwondo. This is too miserable.

"Then go take a look."

Anyway, there is time now, so it’s okay to check it out.

Under the leadership of Xu Zixuan, the three people walked towards the Guoshu Society.

Soon after the three of them left, Meng Yu ran over out of breath and asked a little brother: "Where are they."

"Go in the direction of the Guoshu Society." A little brother said.

"Guoshu Society?"

Meng Yu was startled when he heard the words, and immediately showed a sneer: "Go, go to the Guoshu Society."

Ye Chen and the three of them just walked into the gate of Guoshu Society when they heard a ridicule from inside.

"Are none of your Guoshu clubs able to fight?"

A young man in a white robes stood on the stage, looking at the members of the Guoshu Society who fell on the ground with disdain, and said disdainfully: "It seems that your Chinese martial arts are nothing more than this? Not as good as our Korean Taekwondo It's amazing."

Xu Zixuan frowned when she heard the words, and snorted coldly, "Who is this, what a big tone."

"That's too arrogant."

Although she does not know martial arts, anyone who hears outsiders laugh at Huaxia's martial arts will get angry.

"This is a foreign aid invited by the Taekwondo Club. It is said to be of the level of a black belt. It is extremely arrogant."

A boy next to them said casually, and when he looked back subconsciously, he stayed where he was.

The students who watched the arena match all stared angrily at the arrogant teenager on the stage.

"Jin Zhehao, don't be too arrogant."

"It's really deceiving, President Li, hurry up and teach him a lesson, let him know how good we are."

Amidst the shouts of everyone, a boy with a strong figure and a face with Chinese characters stepped onto the ring.

"You are the president of the Guoshu Society?"

Jin Zhehao looked at Li Meng disdainfully and said.

"Yes, I am Li Meng, the president of the Guoshu Society." Li Meng said.

"Guoshu club dare to compare with my Taekwondo club. When I defeat you, I can let others know that my taekwondo is the best kung fu."

An arrogant smile appeared on Jin Zhehao's face, his expression extremely arrogant.

Li Meng's face changed slightly. He was not a good-tempered person, and he snorted: "You are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue. Who can speak big words, I am afraid that you have no strength."

Jin Zhehao's face became gloomy, and he gave a cold snort and put out his hands.

Li Meng's expression was also a little dignified, his expression wary, this Korean has good strength, and he also needs to deal with it carefully. Such things as the sinking of the ship must not appear to him.

Otherwise, the reputation of his Guoshu Society will be ruined, and he cannot bear this responsibility.

Jin Zhehao shouted, took the lead, stepped and kicked at Li Meng.

Li Meng retreated slightly, avoiding the blow, and then abruptly, with a fist, the two of them fought back and forth.

"Ye Chen, who do you think will win?"

Xu Zixuan was frightened when she saw it, touched Ye Chen next to her, and asked in a low voice.

"The President Li is not unexpected, he should win."

Ye Chen glanced at random and knew their strength.

The strength of that Korean club is worse than that of Li Meng, but the Korean club is good at offensive. Li Meng plays a little conservatively, and the two talents will play back and forth.

But obviously that stick is a bit proud and wants to end the fight as soon as possible. The action is to fight faster and more aggressively.

But he will make mistakes soon, and his basic skills are not as solid as Li Meng, it is easy for his opponent to seize the opportunity.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from the surrounding students, and Li Meng caught Jin Zhehao's mistake and knocked him to the ground with a punch.

"My Chinese martial arts are not something people like you can insult at will."

Li Meng sneered and said lightly.

"President Lee won."

"Sure enough to be the president of the Guoshu Society, that's awesome."

The onlookers cheered for a while, and Li Meng smiled slightly and turned to step down.

Jin Zhehao's face was gloomy, staring at Li Meng fiercely, a vicious color flashed in his eyes, taking advantage of the moment Li Meng turned around, he got up quickly, and punched Li Meng's back.

"Be careful." someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Li Meng froze for a moment, turned his head with some doubts, and instantly felt a strong wind. Jin Zhehao, who had fallen on the ground, appeared in front of him with a punch.

Li Meng's expression changed, but he could no longer react, and he was hit in the chest with a punch.

With this punch, Li Meng's energy was ups and downs, and couldn't help backing a few steps.

A sharp look flashed in Jin Zhehao's eyes, he leaped up and kicked Li Meng in the chest.

With a bang, Li Meng was kicked off the ring, and a blood stain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Guoshu, that's all there is to it?"

Jin Zhehao sneered and said disdainfully.

"Despicable and shameless, you even attacked."

"Where does this sinister villain come from."

There was a burst of anger from the crowd, especially the members of the Guoshu Society, all with red eyes, staring at Jin Zhehao.

"The skills are not as good as people, where there is so much nonsense, what kind of national skill of yours is to embroider your legs, and compared with our taekwondo, it is far behind."

Jin Zhehao sneered: "If you are not convinced, even if you are on stage, I will be with you at any time."

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

It's okay to ask them to cheer, go on stage to fight with Jin Zhehao?

President Li was overturned by him, who would dare to go up and get beaten.

"Despicable and shameless."

Li Meng's face was pale, he coughed violently, and there was sharp pain in his chest.

Jin Zhehao's hand was very ruthless and he directly injured Li Meng seriously. It is estimated that he will not get better without lying in bed for a few days.

"President, don't move, take a good rest."

The member of the Guoshu Society who was supporting him said anxiously.

"No, if a Korean is allowed to overthrow our society, how can I explain to the previous seniors and sisters? The reputation of our society for so many years cannot be destroyed in my hands."

Li Meng gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and stood up.

"President, you have been injured so badly, you won't be his opponent anymore."

A member of the Guoshu Society said anxiously.

"President, let me go."

A member gritted his teeth and said.

"No, your strength is too far behind him. It's not his opponent at all, only I can make it."

Li Meng took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"It seems that the people in your national martial arts club are all crooked. It's better to join my Taekwondo club. This national martial arts is so weak, no matter if you don't practice."

Jin Zhehao was extremely arrogant and looked at the members of the Guoshu Society with disdain.

Li Meng gritted his teeth and just about to hold on to walk up, Ye Chen couldn't stand it anymore, and a faint voice came over.

"The barbarians' art, in a vain attempt to compare with my Chinese national art? The firefly light, dare to compete with Haoyue?"