Chapter 306 0305 Is This the Result?

After Chen Jue did this, the fans in the live broadcast room almost died of laughter.

Obviously, a team of medical staff had just carried Zheng Wanshun off the stage on a stretcher, and the white coats were still standing in the live broadcast camera. He was called back before he even left the door of the venue.

This business connection was so bad that even the Qianhe operation team on the scene couldn't help laughing, and they kept tapping their toes.

Is this guy here to tour (kick) the venue?

It looks like a skit in the Spring Festival Gala!

Of course, when such a clear scene came out, some fans with strong hands-on ability planned to move their hands and go back to take a few pictures to make [unique skills] series of emoticons.

Anyway, this guy, Juehuo, has provided enough clear scenes in previous videos and live broadcasts, but he has never taken the initiative to come out to cause trouble and vent his anger like this time.

As the saying goes, fighting against the sky and the earth is not as fun as fighting against people.

Cui Yinglie, who was also on the ring, was now blushing and his lips were trembling without saying a word.

Because he could understand Chinese, he also understood the hidden meaning of Chen Jue's words to the medical staff just now.

But due to his status as the president of the National Sports Academy, he couldn't say a word.

There was no way!

It was too embarrassing!

Similarly, the thousands of Korean black belts sitting under the ring were also greatly shocked at this time.

It might be a coincidence that the special brother broke the leg of the black belt Zheng Wanshun in the first match.

Then when the result of the second match came out, everyone with a discerning eye knew the difference in strength between the two sides.

Especially when they saw Jiang Yuanzhi's face swollen like a pig's head on the stretcher, all the Korean black belts present couldn't help swallowing their saliva, imagining in their hearts: "If I go on stage, will I also be solved by this Chinese master in one move?"

Thinking about it again, both Zheng Wanshun and Jiang Yuanzhi, the two losers, are old predecessors who have been immersed in Taekwondo for decades.

They started learning Taekwondo since they were young, and upgraded from the lowest white belt to the black ninth dan step by step. It took them half of their lives, and they almost devoted their body and mind to Taekwondo.

But what was the result?

They couldn't resist the attack of Chinese martial arts after they got on the ring!

No matter how they bounced their legs and how gorgeous their moves were, their opponents could knock them out with one move.

And it was not a simple KO, but they were directly beaten into a coma with serious injuries, and completely lay on the ground and lost the ability to resist.

Under such a strong contrast, those Korean black belt juniors began to doubt their lives, and even their faith in Taekwondo was about to collapse completely.

Some female players who were a little more fragile bit their lips and sobbed on the spot.

This was because they were mentally hit and felt shaken by their efforts that took so long.

Gradually, the entire Kukkiwon venue became noisy.

When the fans and netizens in the live broadcast room saw this scene, the barrage jumped and laughed!

"No way?"

"You made the audience cry? (Tactical retreat)"

"I guess your heart is broken. If it were me, I would cry too (laugh)"

"When those five-whip lightning came out, these Koreans did a lot of slandering our Chinese martial arts on the Internet (seriously) So brother, please step up!"

"Step up +1"

"Step up +2"

"+10086"

"..."

A formation was formed in the live broadcast room. Chinese netizens tend to be very united when they are united against the outside world.

However, the Koreans should not be underestimated. When someone's faith collapsed, someone else stood up and shouted: "Come on, President Cui!"

"Come on! President Cui!"

"Defeat the opponent!"

The sudden shout shocked the thousands of black belt players on the scene, and they began to join the shouting.

The uniform slogans and the momentum created by thousands of people made the staff of the Qianhe team on the scene change color.

After all, it was filmed on someone's home court, and Qianhe did not have an advantage in terms of numbers.

As the Koreans cheered in unison, Wu Lingling and the others felt as if they were surrounded by a huge enemy force.

Such an impact was even more terrifying than the thousands of people sitting in silence when they first entered the room.

"Mayor Dong... Mayor Dong, they won't attack us in groups, will they?" A photographer from Qianhe Company swallowed his saliva. If he hadn't seen that the master was still standing on the stage, he would have run away early.

"Don't worry! There are so many eyes and the media squatting, they dare not mess around." Wu Lingling acted calmly, but her arms around her and her right foot constantly tiptoeing betrayed her panic.

If it weren't for the noisy scene, she would have shouted to Chen Jue to finish the fight as soon as possible!

Because there were so many people, who knows what these black belt players would do.

...

On the ring, Cui Yinglie's eyes were red at this time, stimulated by the cheers of the students.

The reputation and glorious image of Taekwondo in the country of Dabangming that has been established for half a century now rests on him, the president of the National Sports Institute.

Such pressure and encouragement made Choi Young-ryeol scream and growl in his throat.

At this moment, he wished he could turn into a beast or a superman and press the enemy in front of him to the ring!

If this wave of cheering can bring its own BUFF effect, it is estimated that the head of President Cui will have a light curtain effect such as "anger value +100, combat power +50, ability value +20".

Unfortunately, in real competitions, cases such as Jedi reversal and temporary SEED explosion are extremely rare.

Moreover, in the face of the absolute gap in strength, it is useless for these black belt students to shout their throats out.

In the eyes of Cui Yinglie, the battle that he must gamble his life is like a child's play in the eyes of Chen Jue.

So, a dramatic scene began to appear!

On the ring, Cui Yinglie just stood up and saluted Chen Jue, and the president of the Big Stick National Sports Institute changed the active offensive strategy of the two companions in front of him, and chose to defend and counterattack, constantly moving sideways and circling around the ring.

Chen Jue wanted to save some face for the other party, exchange a few hands, and play some beautiful and wonderful mutual attack scenes, so that the president of the National Sports Institute could step down.

But when he saw the opponent circling around, avoiding fighting, delaying time and playing a fake match, Chen Jue sighed helplessly: "It's too ugly! He really has no face!"

After saying that, Chen Jue stood up in a three-peak Tai Chi stance at the moment when he accompanied the opponent to circle three times, stepped forward with his legs, and whipped the opponent's chest with a single whip.

Cui Yinglie wanted to dodge, but his reaction and speed were slower than Chen Jue, so he could only raise his hands instinctively to block.

But when the swift Tai Chi single whip hit Cui Yinglie's shoulder, a muffled "bang" sounded and the president of the National Sports Academy was whipped off the ring.

With just one move, Chen Jue broke Cui Yinglie's shoulder blade and made him faint in pain for a short time.

This scene not only stunned the netizens and fans in the live broadcast room.

The originally uniform "Come on" sound also stagnated!

The air in the entire arena almost froze!

It was not until a few seconds later that Chen Jue saluted the camera and the thousands of Korean black belts in the audience that everyone suddenly realized what was going on.

"This... is it over? (black question mark)"

"Fuck! It's over before I even finished half a bowl of rice? (black question mark)"

"Seeing them shouting "Come on", I thought they were going to fight for a while, but... that's it? (black question mark)"

"Looks like a tiger in action, but turns out to be a fool when the fight starts (covering face)"

"What a rubbish black belt ninth degree! They are all scum! (Führer throws pen)"

"I feel like my brother is a magic mirror in the martial arts world. When he shines on it, all the monsters and demons reveal their original forms (dog head)"

"It hasn't even started yet, and the whole segment is completely ruined! (expressionless)"

"I've been looking forward to it for a long time... (Ge You lying down)"

The style of the live broadcast room changed, and all kinds of sarcasm and complaints began.

The Korean black belts who were cheering just now were now full of pain and disappointment.

Some of them were thin-skinned and shallow-minded, and even tore off their proud black belts, and left the arena with tears and shame on their faces.

How to describe that feeling?

It was like the Chinese national football team was beaten 0:10 by the Koreans or the Japanese in front of 1.4 billion Chinese people.

Many black belt players did not forget to look back at the sign of the National Sports Institute before leaving, heitui~, and shouted: "Shit!"

They bid farewell to their Taekwondo training career. (End of this chapter)