So defiant!

The entrance to the gymnasium has long been a sea of people, many sports students do not have classes in the afternoon, specially run over to watch.

The other cultural classes had no choice but to pass through with normal classes in the afternoon. However, there were still a lot of people who often skipped classes and showed up here.

When Mr. Wu appeared at the entrance of the gymnasium with the personnel of the national martial arts team, the onlookers erupted into a warm chant, a moment of patriotic feelings strongly erupted.

In recent times, Country H had gotten too out of line, going so far as to do things that hurt the friendship between the two countries. Not to mention the fact that some years ago, these rods shamelessly signal the theft of Chinese civilization, saying that Chinese medicine and acupuncture were invented by them, and even the Four Great Inventions are theirs, which is simply shameful!

Especially in recent times, they have become even more arrogant. Repeatedly touching the bottom line of Huaxia, ignoring the stern warnings of the Foreign Ministry, resolutely agreeing to the rice country to let the SD stationed on the mainland, threatening the safety and security of Huaxia's national territory.

Shamelessly ridiculed and mocked time and again the Chinese nationals are fools, but also outbursts, cursing the Chinese people are pigs, beggars, blatant contempt for the dignity of the nationals!

This time, these arrogant rods, actually came up with such a place, to be in the first middle school in Jiangnan City, let Taekwondo challenge the Chinese national art!

Also repeatedly put out a bold statement, Chinese martial arts is garbage, Chinese martial artists are mediocre, simply not Taekwondo's opponent.

It is simply a naked slap in the face of the Chinese people! It was a one-sided glorification of their country H's Taekwondo, maliciously belittling the Chinese martial arts so as to show off the superiority of their Great H Republic!

A stone stirred up a thousand waves!

The students of the city's first middle school were all filled with grief and anger, if they weren't stopped by the school teachers, it was estimated that they would all go on strike at this moment and come over to show their solidarity with the national martial arts team.

"Let's cheer for the National Martial Arts team, beat the H-baseballers!"

"Dare to defy our Chinese martial arts, let the rods go back to H country!"

"Support the National Arts Team, support Chinese Martial Arts!"

Thousands of people gathered at the entrance of the gymnasium, their voices were loud and deafening. The national martial arts team members were all boiling with blood, quite like the feeling of going into battle to kill the enemy.

As the coach of the national arts team, Mr. Wu naturally had to make some remarks at this moment, otherwise how could he stand up to the enthusiasm of so many people.

"Students, please be quiet, as the coach of the national arts team, I would like to first thank everyone for coming to support us. Here, I also represent all the national arts team members to give everyone a statement."

"This time, against H Kingdom Taekwondo, no matter how strong the other side is, our national arts team will not be afraid to fight them to the end! Fight for the honor of our Chinese National Art!"

Fang Ming, as the captain, stepped forward at this moment, standing proudly in front of the current, shouting loudly, "The Chinese National Art cannot be dishonored! Defeat all incoming enemies!"

In an instant, all the personnel's qi and blood rose, shouting in unison-

"The Chinese national art cannot be dishonored!"

"Defeat all incoming enemies!"

Shen Zhan stood in the midst of the national arts team and was deeply infected. He had come this time for the pure purpose of agreeing to Chen Qiaoling's request.

Although he was now a Chinese, after all, he was an immortal reborn and did not have much sense of belonging.

At this moment, that stirring passion deeply infected his heart, and a sense of national mission arose from the bottom of his heart.

For the first time, he felt his responsibility and mission as a Chinese! This was a sublimation of the mind, and the last layer of the elusive diaphragm in his heart swept away.

After all, it was a rebirth, this body in possession, even though it was exactly the same as his original face, in the end, the body and mind could not be perfectly integrated. Deep down there was always a

If anything, a gap existed, causing his cultivation to be hindered.

At this moment, the sublimation of his mind allowed his body and mind to merge perfectly, and he was the present-day Shen Yi, an authentic Chinese!

"Look, those H-nationals are coming!"

"That person at the front is Jin Chuan Ming, younger than he looked in the online video."

"It's said that that Kim Chuan Ming is very strong, known as the first genius of Taekwondo, and is the closed disciple of the Taekwondo Grandmaster, Park Muram Nam!"

"What? Taekwondo Grandmaster Park Chun Nam? That strong man who swept through my Chinese martial arts world a few years ago and was unrivaled?!"

"This is troublesome, Master is so powerful, and Jin Chuan Ming is his most favored shut-in disciple, I'm afraid that this time it's not going to be good for the national martial arts team!"

"Hmph, even if our national arts team is really undefeated, we still have to support the national arts team! We mustn't let those stickmen laugh at us for being spineless!"

Just as the crowd was whispering, Kim Chuan Ming led some taekwondo disciples in a high stride.

All of the Taekwondo disciples had deep disdain in their eyes, they simply looked down on the members of the national arts team in front of them, all of them had a sneering look on their faces.

"Mard, too arrogant!" The members of the national martial arts team were furious, on the land of China, on the ground of the city's first middle school, a group of foreign stickmen dared to be so arrogant and uninviting, it was simply detestable!

"Be at peace!" Teacher Wu raised his hand to signal the disciples to calm down, they couldn't lose their aura before the fight even started.

As soon as the personnel from both sides met, intense sparks erupted and ignited at the first brush. After entering the gymnasium, the principal personally sat down and ordered the gates of the gymnasium to be closed, forbidding anyone to enter, only waiting outside.

It caused a lot of complaints outside, but there was no way, the gate had been sealed, they could only wait outside.

Inside the gymnasium, it was empty, with only a few dozens of people, except for the national arts team which was those taekwondo disciples brought by Kim Chuan Ming.

The principal, the vice principal, the director of the teaching office, and other key school leaders were sitting in person. In addition, there are taekwondo representative teachers, and the city's first high school leaders are seated on the podium.

National martial arts team and taekwondo team sitting opposite each other, national martial arts team in the east, taekwondo team in the west, separated by a large basketball court.

Jin Chuan Ming had a pair of small eyes, swollen eyes, standard H countryman look. At this moment, with a hint of sneer and laughter, he waved his hand towards an interpreter beside him.

That interpreter with eyes, in his thirties, nodded his head and came to the center of the field, shouting to the national martial arts team, "In the middle of the match, fists and feet have no eyes, it is inevitable that there will be injuries, our side proposes that both sides please sign this match contract, if there are any injuries, the individual will be responsible for their own."

"Of course, if the other party doesn't dare to sign, it doesn't matter. There's no need to compete, just admit defeat directly!"

That interpreter raised the match contract in his hand with a mocking intent, his attitude extremely arrogant. The Taekwondo disciples behind them all erupted in ridicule, and all of them showed contempt for the national martial arts team.

"Let go of your fucking dog's ass!" Immediately, a member of the national arts team couldn't stand it and uttered insults.

Teacher Wu raised his hand to stop the other party, his face was quite ugly, if it wasn't for his estimated status, he couldn't help but step in and teach those H-nationals a lesson.

"We Chinese have never been afraid of anyone, much less any challenge!" Mr. Wu stood up and calmly walked forward to sign his name on the match contract.

Shen Zhan had been watching Jin Chuan Ming, and from the aura emanating from the other party's body, he clearly felt stronger than that Fang Ming. It seemed that this time, the national martial arts team was indeed somewhat passive.