Chapter 65: The Tyrannical Stick!

  Zhang Lin Yi and Jie Zhong Lang's battle is also nearing its end, but the two men's fighting time was a bit longer. Wang Tao and Gan Wu Yi's battle only lasted for a few minutes, while this one went on for over ten minutes.

  Zhang Lin Yi's level was slightly lower, but he had a powerful set of palm techniques that were not weak against Shang Jie Zhong Lang, and for a time they fought evenly.

  Wang Tao was shocked and his heart was racing outside the court. He could see that Zhang Lin had given it his all this time, without holding back in the slightest, and being able to hold on until now was probably due to gritting his teeth!

  In fact, it was also the case that Jie Zhonglang seemed to have seen this point, and his offensive suddenly accelerated. His hands kept attacking, and every move was aimed at the vital points, with incredible speed and no mercy.

  Wow!

  A loud thud, in the arena, Zhang Lin was slammed to the ground by Jie Zhonglang with a shoulder throw.

  Jie Zhonglang was not a fool, and did not give Zhang Linyi the chance to get up. With one swift step, he rushed over, knelt on one knee, raised his fist and punched Zhang Linyi directly in the chest.

  Zhang Linyi let out a muffled groan, his face contorted in pain as he lay on the ground. Jie Zhonglang's expression turned cold, and he stood up, lifting his foot to kick Zhang Linyi in the waist. Zhang Linyi's body slid down quickly from the stage.

  Wang Tao hastily ran over and caught Zhang Linyi, otherwise this platform of more than one meter high would not be so easy to bear if he fell down.

  The crowd in the arena was once again boiling over, but their faces were not so excited, rather they were filled with righteous indignation.

  "Hmmph!"

  Jie Zhonglang snorted and returned to his own team.

  "Come on up, members of the National Arts Society."

  A man called Wen Panjiang came up, his Chinese was quite unfamiliar, but it could also be understood.

  Upon hearing this, Wang Tao's face tightened. He wasn't a fool and could tell that Wen Panjiang's skills might be even better than his own. Now, who else did he have under him? Should he send those students up? Wouldn't that just be sending them to get beaten up?!

  "What? Is the National Arts Society deserted? If there's no one, then this match is ours for the taking."

  Gan Wu stepped forward with a triumphant expression on his face, ready to announce the result.

  Wang Tao and others looked at each other wanting to go up, but after all, they had already fought one round, going up again would not be in line with the rules, so they could only grit their teeth and bear it without saying a word.

  "What? Is Chinese martial arts really just fancy boxing and kicking? Are there no capable people among the hundreds of members in the national martial arts society? It seems that Chinese martial arts is indeed just fancy boxing and kicking, and there are no truly skilled fighters."

  Kam Woo won't let go of such a good opportunity, and being able to suppress the National Arts Society is a good thing for their Taekwondo Society.

  "Fart!"

  Suddenly, a dull sound rang out in the field, the sound was not loud, but it had great penetration.

  The muffled sound gave people an indescribable sense of pressure, a small sound that penetrated the entire venue and was heard clearly by everyone.

  Everyone turned their heads to look, and what appeared before them was a student, just a slightly more robust student.

  Many students know this person because he is also famous in school for being good at fighting, having good martial arts skills, and being a man of justice, with good relationships in school.

  It's true that he has good skills, but after all, it's just in the eyes of these ordinary students. Gan Wu and his friends are real martial artists, not someone you can beat with just good skills. Didn't you see that even the two presidents of the Martial Arts Club couldn't beat them?

  "Tian Ao, you...you're no match for him!"

  Wang Tao looked at Ling Tian Ao with a mixture of gratitude and concern, walking over to remind him.

  Before, Wang Tao and Ling Tianao were acquainted and had also crossed swords. At that time, Ling Tianao and Wang Tao could almost fight evenly, but now Wang Tao knew that the person in front of him was definitely superior to himself, so Ling Tianao was not an opponent at all.

  "Don't worry, these guys are too deceitful! If we don't teach them a lesson, how can the National Arts Society develop in the future?"

  Ling Tian Ao smiled slightly and followed closely with Ling Bo's micro-step, his body leaped and directly flew out four or five meters away, jumping onto the stage.

  "I'm a friend of the president of the National Arts Society, I've come to challenge you, the president's friend, how about it?"

  Ling Tian Ao stood on the stage, raised an eyebrow and glanced at Gan Wu Yi.

  "Hum, young man, who are you?"

  Gan Wu Township hadn't spoken yet, when Wen Panjiang behind him said coldly.

  After all, this kind of master can't stand someone showing off their skills in front of them, and what Ling Tian'ao did just now was a provocation in his eyes.

  "I am a member of the Chinese nation, inheriting Chinese martial arts, and I'm here to teach you these ignorant sticks who don't know the height of heaven or the thickness of earth!"

  Ling Tian's tone was cold and arrogant, without any mercy at all.

  "Is that all you've got?"

  Although Wen Panjiang felt that Ling Tianao's skills were not weak, he had even more confidence in himself. Looking at Ling Tianao again, who was just a student, made him feel even more at ease.

  "Don't mention me, anyone who practices authentic Chinese martial arts is enough to teach you a lesson. On the contrary, it's you, an authentic martial artist, who has come to the school to bully these newcomers who have just started learning martial arts, and you've lost face for martial arts!"

  Ling Tian's tone was sonorous and powerful, as if an elder was scolding a younger one.

  This made the students around him very comfortable, but it made Wen Panjiang very angry. Before coming here, he also considered what Ling Tian'ao said, but in the end, under the temptation of money, he came!

  "Hmph, sharp fangs and a vicious mouth, I'd like to see how you fare in a fight!"

  Wen Pan Jiang took a step forward and swung his fists at Ling Tian Ao's head!

  Ling Tian let out a cold hum, and with a slight movement of his feet, he easily dodged the attack, a hint of mocking smile playing on the corner of his mouth.

  Wen Pan Jiang suddenly became furious, let out a loud roar, clenched his fists and charged forward again, swinging his fists in circles towards Ling Tian Ao's body.

  It has to be said that Wen Panjiang indeed has a strong strength, at least his speed and power are not something ordinary people can withstand.

  But for Ling Tian Ao, this speed was simply too slow. With a slight movement of his Ling Bo Wei, he could easily dodge it.

  Wen Panjiang quickly threw out over a dozen punches, each punch powerful and each move vicious. However, Ling Tianya had both hands in his pockets and hadn't even lifted a finger. Yet, he easily dodged Wen Panjiang's dozen or so punches!

  Soon Wen Panjiang was exhausted and slowly retreated, shocked in his heart. However, until now he still thought that Ling Tian'ao's only advantage was his agility, but his actual combat skills were not as good as his own!

  "Remember this, I'm just a practitioner of authentic Chinese martial arts. What I did just now is called 'body method'! As long as I want to, you can't even touch me!"

  Ling Tian Ao said coldly again, and this sentence was like a bomb thrown into the crowd below.

  Everyone was boiling, screaming incessantly. Ling Tian's performance just now was really too overwhelming. Even if you don't understand martial arts, you can see that the stick-wielding guy who attacked earlier was very aggressive and fast, but Ling Tian didn't even move his hands and easily dodged it. Can't this prove how powerful Chinese martial arts are?

  "Hey kid, don't be so arrogant! If you've got what it takes, come out and fight a real match!"

  Wen Panjiang suddenly became furious and shouted coldly!

  "Alright, come on! Let me show you what real Chinese martial arts are!"

  Ling Tian's calmness was as usual, but his eyes revealed a hint of excitement.

  He hasn't really fought with a master before, and this time can be considered a practice.

  Ah!

  Wen Panjiang heard this and didn't hesitate, his feet tapped the ground, his body charged forward, when he was two meters away, he suddenly turned around, one foot flying towards Ling Tian'ao.

  Ling Tian Ao stood still, his hands still in his pockets. Just as his leg was about to kick himself, Ling Tian Ao easily kicked out a foot, effortlessly neutralizing the attack. Throughout the entire process, Ling Tian Ao's position hadn't moved an inch.

  "Chinese martial arts! Leg techniques! Those are what I call real flower fists and embroidered legs!"

  Ling Tian's tone remained calm, as if he was telling a story.

  "You little brat, you're asking for trouble!"

  Wen Panjiang felt his hair stand on end. As a master of Bangzi Country, when had he ever been insulted like this?

  In an instant, he was furious and let out a loud roar. His body suddenly pounced towards Ling Tian'ao, his hands turned into claws, and he rushed straight at Ling Tian'ao's chest to grab him.

  The students around him exclaimed in surprise, this move doesn't seem like Taekwondo at all? It's more like Chinese martial arts!

  Ling Tian looked at Wen Panjiang with a cold eye, but this time he raised his right hand. After Wen Panjiang rushed over, he directly raised his hand to pinch Wen Panjiang's fingers that were grasping towards his neck, and then flipped upwards!

  Clang!

  With a crisp sound, Wen Panjiang's fingers suddenly went limp and hung down!

  Wen Panjiang was also stubborn and didn't cry out in pain. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, he reset his own dislocated finger.

  "The claw technique in Chinese martial arts isn't used like that by you, what you're doing is just a knockoff, and this is the authentic version!"

  Ling Tian Ao made a move and said this sentence every time, which made Wen Pan Jiang feel somewhat short of breath. He also knew that he might have met his match today!

  How could they not know how powerful Chinese martial arts are? It's just that Chinese martial arts have declined severely in recent decades, but it doesn't rule out the existence of masters. And today he encountered one!

  In the past, there was Bruce Lee who fought against Japan and kicked North America. Now, there is Ling Tian who tyrannically abuses bastards!

  "Good! Well said!"

  "Good! Good job!"

  "Alright! Go for it, beat him up!"

  "Brother, I support you, beat him up!"

  A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd below, and just now everyone who was watching them with arrogance had been holding back their anger. At this moment, seeing Ling Tianao being so sharp, they all cheered him on!

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