Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

Too lazy to listen to the little book's nonsense, Su Qi waved his hand to let him go, looked around and said: "Chinese martial arts are in China. Although some things abroad have their merits, domestic things may not be without essence. Students who want to learn real kung fu, I suggest you learn Chinese ancient martial arts, otherwise you will never become a master even if you practice some kung fu for a lifetime."

"What do you mean, what does Su Qi mean by this? Can't you become a real master if you practice Taekwondo and Karate!"

"Is there any need to say this? The owner of the gym practices Taekwondo and Yamamoto Noki practices Karate. The two of them join forces and use One used a knife, and the other used a stick, but they were restrained by Su Qi's three fingers. The difference was obvious at a glance. "

"I originally thought that Chinese martial arts were just fancy moves, but now I know what fancy moves are. I will not learn Taekwondo or Karate anymore. I want Chinese Kung Fu, real Kung Fu, and I want to find Su Qi to be his master."

"Yes, Su Qi is so young, and his Kung Fu is so good. He must be very good at it. Let's find him to be his master and see if we can become his master."

Watching the group leave, and thinking of Su Qi's words, the Taekwondo students in the gym all frowned, whispered, and their minds were floating.

Senior Brother Yang Wenke, who had been silent for a long time, stood up and walked to the owner of the gym after a long silence, and bowed seriously: "Master, thank you for your teachings in the past few years. I will not come to the Taekwondo gym again in the future. Take care of yourself."

Park Zhenghai, who had been gloomy all the time, frowned and said coldly: "Do you also want to find Su Qi, you also want to learn Chinese martial arts, you have to think clearly, not everyone can learn the essence of Chinese martial arts; if you can't get the essence, you might as well practice Taekwondo with me, which is more promising. Besides, you have offended Su Qi today, he will definitely not teach you real kung fu, you should think about it carefully."

For Yang Wenke, a master who has followed him for three years but entered the Mingjin stage when practicing Taekwondo, Park Zhenghai wants to cultivate him from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master!"

Yang Wenke bowed again, his eyes showing persistence, "I am Chinese, and I used to admire Chinese Kung Fu, but unfortunately I never met a famous teacher, and I didn't learn any real Kung Fu. Later, I had to learn Taekwondo. In fact, as a Chinese, Chinese Kung Fu is our soul. Now that I have met a master, no matter whether he can teach me real Kung Fu or not, I have to try it so that I won't regret it. And I can feel that Su Qi is not a petty person. He said that he has forgiven me for the misunderstanding between us. I don't think he will remember some small grudges. Master, take care!"

"Uh!"

Park Zhenghai sat cross-legged, watching the most outstanding disciple leave, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It was like a carefully cultivated treasure was suddenly snatched away by someone.

But who can be blamed for this? If it weren't for the greed for 100,000 yuan, how could it have become infamous and the gym lost its cohesion?

Seeing the departure of the senior brother Yang Wenke, many students in the dojo who were worried all came forward and said some polite words, then left.

In a moment, the huge dojo gradually became empty from being bustling with people, with only a few people left.

All the male students left, and the remaining ones were all female students, most of whom had the same thoughts as Zheng Qin, the beautiful woman with a cone face.

"Swish!"

Yamamoto Noki pulled the samurai sword off the wall, wiped the sharp blade, and said with a sinister look in his eyes: "Junghae-kun, are you willing to let today's shame go? He almost destroyed your dojo."

With his swollen eyelids raised, Park Junghae said coldly: "It was you who destroyed my dojo. You don't even know who you offended. You actually mistook a Huajin master for a Mingjin peak master. If it weren't for the wrong information you gave, how could I have made such a big mistake today? Not only did I lose my reputation, but my dojo was almost destroyed. Of course, this was also due to my own greed. If I hadn't coveted your money, there wouldn't be this result today. If you want to take revenge, go ahead. Anyway, I won't think about what happened today again in my life unless I become a great master of Huajin. Go away, and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on. "

"Jung Hai Jun, more friends mean more paths. Now we are all in a foreign country, so we should support each other. You are a little tired today, so take good care of your injuries. If you need my help in the future, just ask!"

Yamamoto Noki's eyes flashed with unhappiness, but he still said the polite words. Then he crossed his legs, endured the pain in his balls, and walked out of the Taekwondo Hall step by step.

Looking at the empty gym and the remaining female disciples, Park Zhenghai was a little bored. He frowned and waved his hand, saying, "You all go too. I want to be alone now and don't want to be disturbed by anyone."

Several female students hesitated for a while, said goodbye reluctantly, and left with a look back every few steps. Only Zheng Qin, the artificial cone-faced beauty, still did not leave.

Park Zhenghai frowned and said coldly: "Zheng Qin, why don't you leave? Didn't you hear me say that I want to be alone?"

"Oppa, don't I worry about you being alone? Besides, you are injured and need someone to take care of you. Oppa, let me take care of you. No matter what you want, I will do my best. It has always been Qinqin's dream to spend time with Oppa in a world of two. Oppa, let Qinqin accompany you."

Holding the owner's arm and pressing it hard against his chest, Zheng Qin, the artificial cone-faced beauty, was very satisfied with the current situation in the hall. She could finally spend time with Zhenghai Oppa in a world of two.

"You are so annoying. Didn't you hear me say that you want to be alone? Get out, get out immediately. I don't want to see you! "

He was already full of anger, and seeing such an unpleasant girl flirting, Park Zhenghai's anger exploded in his heart, and he pushed this brainless fan to the ground without mercy.

"Oppa, okay, I won't disturb you. Oppa must have a good rest and take care of yourself. Qinqin will come to see you tomorrow."

Being treated rudely by Oppa, Zheng Qin, the artificial cone-faced beauty, oozes crystal tears from her beautiful eyes, but she has no anger and endures it without regrets. Instead, she comforts him tenderly, and then walks away with a look back.

After leaving the dojo, the gentleness and fragility on the face of Zheng Qin, the artificial cone-faced beauty, disappeared, and the cone-faced face was raised high, revealing a queen-like arrogance, and her silver teeth were tightly clenched together: "Damn Su Qi, if you hadn't bullied Zhenghai Oppa so badly today, how could Zhenghai Oppa ignore me. It was just a plan to bully you. So what if you let Zhenghai Oppa bully you? You actually beat Zhenghai Oppa up like that. You are so hateful. I won't let you go. Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you are good at kung fu. I will definitely teach you a lesson and vent Zhenghai Oppa's anger. I want you to kneel down in front of Zhenghai Oppa, apologize to him, and admit that Chinese martial arts are not as good as Taekwondo. As long as Zhenghai Oppa is happy, I am willing to do anything. For Oppa, I am willing to give everything. "

……

"Su Qi, what kind of kung fu do you practice? I heard that the few verses you used to pretend were the formulas of Jin Da's martial arts novel Nine Yin Manual. You didn't really practice the Nine Yin Manual, could you? Can you teach me some! ”

As a man, no one doesn’t want to have a set of kung fu. So after leaving the Taekwondo gym, Fat Cat Zhang Xiaoyu immediately pulled his best friend and asked impatiently, wanting to see if he could immediately increase his kung fu and open up his Ren and Du meridians, so that he could become a master from then on, relying on his kung fu to do justice, rob the rich and help the poor, and attract the attention of girls.

“Fat Cat, you have read too many novels. I don’t know what the Nine Yin Manual is. As you said, I just recited those few poems casually, just to show off.”

Patting his best friend on the shoulder, Su Qi said without hesitation: “As for you wanting to practice my kung fu, I will teach you everything I know. If you can endure the hardship, you can hope to reach my level after practicing for twenty years.”

“Twenty years!”

Fat Cat cried and said bitterly: “I am twenty-one years old now. After twenty years, I will be forty-one years old. When I am forty-one years old, I will be an old man. What’s the use of having kung fu? Can I still attract beautiful girls? Su Qi, do you have any quick kung fu? , teach me one! "

"Kung Fu, Kung Fu!"

Su Qi raised his lips and said with a wry smile: "Look at what these two words mean. If you want to practice good kung fu without working hard, it's just daydreaming. You, I'll teach you some simple kung fu some other day, such as Crouching Tiger Kung Fu, Iron Bridge, etc., if you keep practicing, it will be good for your body."

When he heard that he couldn't master the magic kung fu in a short time, Fat Cat suddenly lost interest and shook his head like a rattle.

"Brother Yu, I understand the main idea of ​​your words. You want to learn kung fu just to pick up some beautiful women. But now you are with Brother Qi. With Brother Qi's current status and energy, will there be fewer beautiful women around you in the future? Men don't require you to be handsome or have good kung fu. As long as you have money, you will have beautiful women. Brother Yu, you don't have to worry about the beautiful women at all. Leave it to me! ”

After comforting his second brother, Young Master Yang immediately came closer and said with a bit of shyness on his face: "Brother Qi. Your kung fu is so good, you must be a peerless master. I want to ask if there are any magical skills in China for five thousand years that can be practiced seven or eight times a night. Don't worry, as long as there is such kung fu, I can definitely eatIf you suffer, you will definitely practice kung fu?"

"After practicing, you will have sex seven or eight times a night!"

Su Qi was stunned when he heard it. After thinking about it carefully, he looked at the pretty face of Bai Bi next to him, and suddenly understood what kind of kung fu this was. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Jun, you are a dog that can't change its nature. Get out of here."

Yang Jun smiled obscenely and winked in a low voice, "Hey, men, who doesn't want to practice that kind of kung fu! Brother Qi will come to you for advice when it's convenient another day!"

Su Qi wanted to give this guy another political lesson, but suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps, and immediately frowned.

"Look, where are they, stop them quickly, don't let them run away! "

A hurried urging voice sounded, and a group of people rushed over fiercely. The black mass of people's heads were connected to the city, and the hurried footsteps were dense like raindrops.

For a moment, when the pedestrians on the road saw such a group of people coming aggressively, their expressions suddenly changed, and they all dodged to the side.

Su Qi frowned, and his eyes darkened.