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Chapter 132 Unilateral crushing?(1/2)

Do you want to come together?

The man was hesitating.

With so many media around, it would be embarrassing to win and even more embarrassing to lose if those coaches were allowed to join the team.

But what if it doesn’t happen?

He felt that the master sitting in the hall was no match for Zhang Yu!

Going together would at least consume his energy.

As long as the sitting master wins, the lost face will be restored immediately.

But still lost?

That’s not only a loss of face but also a loss of dignity!

While he was hesitating, a commotion occurred.

The senior coach sitting in the gym has arrived.

The senior coach was tall and tall, slightly taller than Zhang Yu.

He was wearing a training suit, his eyebrows were cold, and he had a sense of oppression emanating from him.

"Who wants to communicate?"

He glanced around, his eyes lingered on Zhang Yu for a moment, and then he looked at the person in charge of the branch library.

He spoke in Korean and was obviously asking questions knowingly.

The look he looked at Zhang Yu was a bit contemptuous.

The person in charge of the branch library whispered a few words in his ear.

Although the voice was small, Zhang Yu was not far away, so he heard it clearly.

Although the words were also spoken in Korean, Zhang Yu could understand him.

Zhang Yu chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously.

That person was just giving him the lowdown.

In fact, there is nothing to reveal.

The two previous coaches never tested him out.

The senior coach frowned when he saw the embarrassed looks of the two coaches, and then looked at Zhang Yu. The contempt in his eyes was gone, and he was a little more cautious.

I didn't test the depth, but it was actually enough for him to take seriously.

At least there is a comparison.

Those two coaches are actually pretty good.

It was not difficult for him to win. But to slap someone to the ground and throw him out as humiliatingly as Zhang Yu did, he thought he couldn't do it.

Of course, he was not afraid.

The other party is just an entertainment star, not the person who eats this bowl of rice.

Maybe he has great kung fu, but he definitely doesn't have much practical experience.

Not even at all.

This kind of person is not difficult to deal with.

This is the difference between professional and amateur.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Yu said lightly.

"snort!"

The senior coach snorted coldly, and then walked to the opposite side of Zhang Yu. Without talking nonsense, he raised his hand and made a boxing stance.

This is ready to take action.

Zhang Yu glanced at him, not with his hands behind his back like before, with a look of contempt on his face.

This man is not like the two showy men before.

He could tell that this man was very powerful.

Apart from anything else, his physique is not something that ordinary people can shake.

Zhang Yu is confident but not arrogant.

A person who works in a cosmopolitan city like Xiangjiang is still an expert.

Zhang Yu didn't say much and just put on a Xingyiquan stance.

About to open?

The media at the scene and the audience watching the live broadcast were very excited at this time.

Before, those two coaches were so bad that they were beaten.

It's cool to watch, but it's not satisfying in the end.

One-sided beatings are not exciting at all.

Of course, most of the people who look good are from China.

As for other people, maybe they are just sad and sad...

"Xingyiquan?"

The senior coach saw Zhang Yu's boxing stance and sneered.

He has fought against Xingyiquan masters before and has a deep understanding of this boxing technique.

"ha!"

The senior coach shouted angrily, stepped forward and leaped towards Zhang Yu.

However, Zhang Yu arrived first, and when he raised his feet, he was already close to him, and then he hit the senior coach with an eight-pole elbow and flew him several meters away. He fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The scene fell silent again, and the barrage of the live video was also cleared.

I'll go for it!

How could the senior coach's physique and height, which weighed only two hundred pounds, be knocked away by Zhang Yu with one move?

This is too awesome!

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have suspected that the senior coach had wires tied to his body.

"Baji hits the heart and elbows! Aren't you a Xingyiquan practitioner?"

"puff!"

The senior coach struggled to get up, looked at Zhang Yu angrily, and after saying something, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

I don't know if he was angry or beaten.

He may have felt cheated.

"Did I say that I practice Xingyiquan?" Zhang Yu said lightly, "Besides, can I only practice one kind of boxing? You only have Taekwondo, and China has more than one kind of boxing."

When the man heard this, he fell silent immediately.

Even though Zhang Yu's words were somewhat sarcastic, it was difficult for him to refute them.

"Are you still fighting?" Zhang Yu said calmly.

"you win!"

The senior coach didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it.

He knew very well that he had no strength to fight.

If you continue to fight, you will only make yourself more seriously injured. Now you can just take care of yourself. If you fight again and leave sequelae, it may be difficult to use force in the future.

This man is more powerful than imagined.

"Tell Cui Zhengyang this is just the beginning."

Zhang Yu glanced at the person in charge of the branch library, said something, and left immediately.

Are you leaving now?

Both the people at the scene and the audience in front of the live broadcast screen were still unsatisfied.

This is true even for students in Taekwondo gyms.

Of course, after today, it's hard to say whether those people will still be there.

Zhang Yu's success in kickboxing has definitely had a huge impact on the Taekwondo gym.

What's more, the senior coach was defeated in seconds.

One move determines the outcome!

As for the Taekwondo coaches, they were brutally beaten by Zhang Yu.
To be continued...
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