A Panda's Martial Arts

Opposite Liu Yuxuan, a student named Li Wei laughed heartily.

"My younger brothers were beaten by you, how do you think you will die?"

"Uh..." Under the plastic mask, Liu Yuxuan just twitched his lips.

He also knew this person named Li Wei, he was a grade higher than him, and he was considered a well-known figure in school—although it was not a good reputation.

Fighting is commonplace, and there are even some acts of blackmailing lower grade students, but I didn't expect that this Li Wei also practiced taekwondo.

Moreover, the skill is not bad.

"Ugh-"

The high kicked legs were like swung axes, the raised feet were like thick ax blades, and the direction the ax blade pointed was Liu Yuxuan's ears protected by the helmet.

This is an insidious trick that only those in the know know.

Although the helmet made of sponge can protect the head, the protection ability is limited after all——

If a fragile organ like the ear is hit suddenly, the squeezed air will even directly explode the eardrum, making the victim deaf on the spot.

The strength of Li Wei's kick was so strong that it could even break through three stacked pine boards.

This is by no means an attack that Liu Yuxuan, a freshman in junior high school, can bear, and even adults will be seriously injured by it.

But Liu Yuxuan did not choose to accept the attack.

Just because of this kick, it was too slow.

It was too slow, the preparation was too big, and the distance from kick to kick was too long. Such a long time had already given him enough time to dodge.

Even, fight back.

When he raised his leg, Liu Yuxuan inexplicably remembered that when he was practicing martial arts in the mountains, that was the only one style of boxing his grandfather taught him, and he knew only this one.

It was a bottom-up boxing method.

But now, in front of him, Li Wei's legs were raised too high.

So tall that I couldn't even stand upright.

"Boom..."

It was just a slight muffled sound, which couldn't even be counted as a blow. Liu Yuxuan just raised his leg in a very ordinary way, and kicked under Li Wei's raised long legs in a very ordinary way.

It's on the inside of the thigh.

"Boom!"

His head hit the ground with a muffled sound.

Before he could react to what happened, Li Wei, who was determined to win just now, fell to the ground, dizzy.

"Liu Yuxuan wins!"

On the main seat of the dojo, Park Yongyeol raised his hand high, announcing the outcome of the competition.

"Of course, Li Wei also played very well, but he also demonstrated a wrong case for us-don't kick too high in actual combat, because that will cause the center of gravity to float. Of course, if you are really in danger, I still hope that everyone will choose to call the police.”

The students present all laughed, and finally they were no longer as frustrated as they were when they heard about Kyokushin Karate.

Just beside Park Yongyeol, Qiao Dong frowned.

"wrong……"

Qiao Dong turned his head and glanced at Park Yonglie.

"That kid surnamed Liu doesn't use Taekwondo."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, he is wearing a taekwondo uniform now."

Park Yongyeol laughed out loud.

"In the future, I will rely on this kid to compete in competitions. It's always hard to find good seedlings who can win medals... Alright! Let's practice freely, everyone! get out of class is over in half an hour!"

Accompanied by Park Yongyeol's shouts, the students started to move one after another. The newcomers were getting familiar with the routines, and the advanced students started to catch up with each other to practice the routines. Park Yongyeol also occasionally stopped to give instructions, and the atmosphere in the gym was in full swing.

But the happy time is always short, half an hour passed quickly.

When Park Yongyeol called out to dismiss the get out of class, some tired students chose to leave one after another. Only Liu Yuxuan was deliberately left behind, together with Qiao Dong and Park Yongyeol, in the already somewhat empty gymnasium.

"Go, sit over there, be careful of accidental injury."

While talking, Park Yongyeol closed the door of the gymnasium, and then pointed to the corner of the wall.

"Look with your eyes, take a good look, what is the real Taekwondo."

"Old Pu, yours is no longer Taekwondo."

Facing Park Yongyeol who was walking towards him, Qiao Dong shook his neck and his joints cracked.

Qiao Dong smiled.

"North Korea's murderous martial art Taekyeon, I haven't seen it for a long time."

Forty Chapters Murder Taekwondo

Taekyeon, an ancient martial art spread in the Korean Peninsula, is also a form of entertainment.

Participants will be divided into two teams, east and west. During the game, they will kick their opponents with their feet. Whoever kicks the opponent down first is the winner. The rules are simple and clear-this is somewhat similar to modern Taekwondo, although there is a difference between the two There is no direct inheritance relationship.

However, compared with the popular Taekwondo, Taekwondo was once strictly prohibited.

Just because there are many contestants who were seriously injured or even died in the Tae Kyung competition.

No matter how you use the appearance of games and competitions as a cover, Taekyeon is still the killing technique inherited from the ancient Silla Hwarangdo.

"I won't hold back."

Park Yonglie stood still and raised his right leg towards Qiao Dong.

"Be careful..."

"it is good……"

Opposite Park Yongyeol, Qiao Dong also raised his right leg.

Just as skilled swordsmen will salute each other before making a move, raising their feet forward means challenging, which is the etiquette of Taekyeon.

Liu Yuxuan in the corner frowned.

They fight as soon as they fight, and pose for each other before the fight-the problem is that this pose is not handsome, if you want to put on airs, can you pose as a Kamen Rider?

This kind of meaningless style of play is really nothing to watch...

"Snapped……"

A soft sound echoed in the gymnasium.

Liu Yuxuan was stunned.

I saw that Park Yongyeol's right foot did not retract, but directly stepped on Qiao Dong's right foot!

"It's a sneak attack!"

Liu Yuxuan's eyes widened. He didn't expect Park Yonglie to be so despicable when he came up. The weight of his whole body was stepped on Qiao Dong's right foot, as if he wanted to crush Qiao Dong's right foot.

But Park Yongyeol's attack was not just a stampede.

Accompanied by the stampede, there is also a right hand thrusting forward.

The finger that stabbed forward was aimed at Qiao Dong's eyes!

"Too... despicable..."

Liu Yuxuan, who was watching the battle in the corner, couldn't help murmuring.

They stomp on each other's soles while saluting each other, and even poke their opponent's eyes blind... This is completely different from the Taekwondo in his impression, and it can't even be called martial arts!

However, it works.

Just a face-to-face, Qiao Dong's body fell back - this is a subconscious reaction when a person's face is attacked, and it is an instinctive choice made by the body to protect those fragile facial organs.

"Boom!"

Qiao Dong's tall body fell on his back, even the wooden floor of the gymnasium shook, and he fell hard.

"Mr. Park won!"

Liu Yuxuan in the corner waved his fist, the victory of an acquaintance is always gratifying.

But contrary to his expectations, the battle did not stop there.

Stepping on Qiao Dong's sole with his right foot, Park Yonglie has already raised his left leg like lightning.

The leg was no higher than the knee, and the raised left leg was only kicked to the level of the waist. From the perspective of Liu Yuxuan, who was a bystander, it was like kicking in vain.

But immediately afterwards, Liu Yuxuan knew that this kick was also not a Taekwondo technique.

It's not kicking at all.

It's a big stride, step!

"Boom!"

The kicked left foot stomped fiercely, and even the wooden floor of the gymnasium was trembling-if you were stepped on by this foot, your bones would definitely be broken!

But this kick was avoided.

"Old Pu, you are still so cheap..."

Accompanied by whispers, Qiao Dong, who turned over to dodge the trampling feet, showed a smile.

Only now did Liu Yuxuan see that Qiao Dong's free-moving left leg had kicked Park Yonglie's right leg at some point, and his hard ankle was stepping hard on the facing bone of the calf.

The epidermis of the human tibia is very sensitive, and just touching it will cause severe pain.

Not to mention, a conscious thump.

"Uh!"

The calf was hit hard on the front. Even Park Yongyeol, who has practiced martial arts all the year round, couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and the strength of his right foot was also relaxed for a moment due to the pain.

At this moment, Qiao Dong suddenly exerted force on his right foot and pulled it back abruptly.

"hiss!"