A Panda's Martial Arts

Realizing that something was wrong, Park Yongyeol instinctively withdrew his right foot to avoid being brought down to the ground by Qiao Dong.

And when he stabilized his center of gravity, Qiao Dong, who had fallen to the ground, had turned over and stood up, standing three steps away from Park Yongyeol.

"One round is over."

In the corner of the gymnasium, Liu Yuxuan inexplicably had such a feeling in his heart.

There is no referee, no time limit, logically speaking, there should be no such thing as a "round"——

But when the two fighting parties rearranged their stances, Liu Yuxuan suddenly felt that perhaps this was the real appearance of the end of a round.

In the first round, the two sides were tied.

"Wait a moment……"

Just when Liu Yuxuan thought that the fighting would continue, Qiao Dong raised his hand.

"It's inconvenient to wear, I'll change my clothes."

"of course can."

Park Yongyeol, who was ready to go, smiled and nodded.

Then, lift your foot and kick!

change clothes?joke!It's already fighting, who will give you time to change clothes?Do I still have to smoke a cigarette and wait for you for a while?

While your illness is killing you, you must seize every moment of opportunity!

"Pong!"

Park Yonglie took a step forward, and kicked Qiao Dong's chest and abdomen with his left foot like a heavy axe. The force was strong enough to injure the viscera——

Liu Yuxuan, who was watching the battle in the corner, had also practiced taekwondo for a few days, so he could better understand the power of this kick.

If it is a game, this attack can even declare victory with one kick.

But this is not a competition, and Park Yongyeol is not using taekwondo now.

It was born out of Hwarangdo in ancient Silla and Taekun, a martial art of killing people on the battlefield.

So this kick is not just a kick.

What's more, stomp!

"Is this the real Taekwondo..."

Liu Yuxuan, who was watching the battle in the corner, couldn't help swallowing, there was no more doubt in his heart.

After throwing away those ostentations that were only added for beautiful movements, the Taekwondo shown by Park Yongyeol has returned to its original essence——

On the premise that the legs are not above the knees, the kick can be converted into a step at any time. This kind of large stride can be quickly approached before the opponent reacts, creating the best distance for the next attack.

But if the kick hits, the "kick" as a blow will immediately turn into a fierce stampede, directly crushing the opponent's bones.

Just like what Park Young Yeol was about to do.

"Boom!"

Stepping on Qiao Dong's work clothes, Park Yonglie's left foot slammed down, with such force that even the wooden floor of the gymnasium was cracked!

But Pu Yongyeol's brows were already tightly frowned.

wrong……

When I hit the kick just now, the feeling under my feet was not right.

It wasn't like kicking flesh, it was more like just stepping on a...clothes?

"I knew you were going to do this."

Qiao Dong's voice sounded from behind Park Yongyeol.

"Sneak attack is fine once, do you want to use it a second time?"

"Varied……"

Although he was still expressing surprise in his mouth, Park Yongyeol's right leg had already kicked towards the side and rear!

The voice was very close to him, and Park Yonglie could even outline Qiao Dong's position in his mind——

Although such a short distance is not suitable for Taekwondo, it is no problem for Taekwondo!

"Oh!"

Heavy kicks on the body, the terrifying sound made Liu Yuxuan in the corner unable to bear the fear.

However, it's just an afterthought.

At that moment, Liu Yuxuan was stunned.

In Liu Yuxuan's line of sight, that kick precisely landed on Qiao Dong's abdomen, but his eight-pack of abdominal muscles, as tough and thick as armor, caught the fierce kick head-on, and his thick waist was as stable as a bucket. , can't even see any wavering movements.

However, this pillar-like waist is still a bit slender compared to the bare upper body.

Those are thick chest muscles like tank armor, and broad shoulders like a titan. The sturdy arms look thicker than Park Yongyeol's thighs, and the bulging muscles on the back seem to form some kind of totem that symbolizes strength.

No one would have imagined that what was hidden under the loose work clothes would be such a terrifying flesh with knotted muscles.

This is the first time Liu Yuxuan has seen with his own eyes that human muscles can be so strong.

"You've been fighting for a long time."

The big palm-like hand grabbed Park Yongyeol's ankle, and Qiao Dong, whose upper body was bare, smiled.

"It's my turn..."

"Xiba..."

Seeing the devilishly strong muscles on Qiao Dong's body, Park Yonglie couldn't help cursing.

How could he fight this kind of monster for two hours...

"Om-"

Accompanied by a burst of wind, Qiao Dong grabbed Pu Yonglie by his ankle and swung him out.

As easy as waving a straw.

Chapter 41

There was no way this fight could have lasted two hours.

In just 15 minutes, both parties gave up the idea of ​​continuing to fight——

Because of Qiao Dong's strong muscles, Park Yongyeol couldn't move or kick at all. Once he was caught, he would be seriously injured.

And if Pu Yonglie is determined to run, relying on the agility brought by years of martial arts practice, Qiao Dong will not be able to catch up for a while.

There is no point in this battle anymore, the rest will only be garbage time.

So after driving Liu Yuxuan home to do his homework, Park Yonglie simply took Qiao Dong to find a Korean barbecue, on the one hand, to make up for his missed appointment, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as a long-lost class reunion.

"I remember when you came last time, I was able to draw with you."

A piece of barbecued meat was dipped in some sauce, and Park Yongyeol wrapped the meat with lettuce.

"I didn't expect you to become stronger..."

"That's muscle power."

Qiao Dong just put a piece of barbecue into his mouth, he doesn't like the taste of Korean sauce very much.

"If you want to get stronger, I can take you to the gym... As I said a long time ago, this is the age of science."

Qiao Dong didn't say much about the rest.

Park Yongyeol didn't answer either, just ate the barbecue silently.

Few people know that Qiao Dong was actually born in a doctor's family. His father is a well-known doctor in the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and his mother is the chief surgeon in a tertiary hospital. It is also inevitable.

That's why Qiao Dong was able to develop his current physique.

The knowledge of muscles and bones can help him avoid training injuries, and the knowledge of nutritional intake can allow him to recover most effectively. In addition, Qiao Dong himself insists on hard training. It is almost impossible to exercise to this point. kind of necessity.

"Old Pu, wake up, times have changed long ago."

Seeing that Park Yongyeol was still in doubt, Qiao Dong shook his head helplessly.

"Technology is just an aid from the beginning, and it is physical fitness that really determines strength... You have practiced Taekyeon since you were seven years old, and now you have to have it for 20 years? But I have only been in the gym for seven years, and you can't beat it anymore. Move me, this is the importance of physical fitness."

"Are you still holding on to that idea?"

After pouring himself a glass of Korean soju, Park Yongyeol finally spoke.

"Learn where your vitals are, and then just work on your muscles in the gym?"

"Yes, this is the simplest way and the most scientific way."

Qiao Dong nodded.

"The training system in the martial arts gym is too slow and too backward. It will definitely be replaced by the gym in the future... In fact, this matter has already started now. Didn't you find that there are not many adults who go to your place to learn Taekwondo?"

"Uh..." Park Yonglie didn't rush to answer, he just picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass for Qiao Dong.

Smelling the smell of Korean soju, Qiao Dong frowned.

"Jinro shochu."

Even after picking up the cup, Qiao Dong still had some reluctance on his face.

"I thought that based on the friendship between you and me, at least you wouldn't entertain me with this cheap wine."

"I also know that this wine is terrible, it tastes like industrial alcohol mixed with water."

Park Yongyeol also raised his glass, the pungent smell of alcohol made him frown uncontrollably.

But he still raised his head and drank the shochu in the glass.

"But it's a wine from the Republic of Korea, from my hometown."

The cup was put back on the table, and Park Yongyeol let out a mouthful of alcohol.

"It's boring to continue talking, let's change the topic... For example, why did you go to study veterinary medicine?"

"It's animal science."