At this moment, Wang Wei finally understood what Zhang Chenfeng meant. This was how the filming funds came about.
However, this was too dangerous.
Wang Wei looked at Zhang Chenfeng worriedly. Zhang Chenfeng nodded at him gently, reassuring him.
Soon, the agreement was printed out. Zhang Chenfeng and Tang Bolong signed their names on it.
"Can we start now?" asked Tang Bolong.”
Zhang Chenfeng took off his coat and walked to a place not far from Tang Bolong. He smiled and said,""Thank you for lending me the money, Mr. Tang. To express my gratitude, I'll give you three moves. Come on.”
Everyone quickly retreated more than 20 meters, leaving a huge space for them.
The reporters also aimed their cameras at the two of them.
"Since you want to die, then I won't be polite.”
"Hah!"
Tang Bolong roared. He took three big steps and rushed to Zhang Chenfeng. He punched his chest.
"His strength is too weak and his speed is too slow. I can't even be bothered to dodge.”
Zhang Chenfeng sighed softly and took the punch head-on.
"Bang!"
After Tang Bolong's fist hit Zhang Chenfeng, he felt as if he had hit a steel plate. Not only did his hand bone hurt badly, but he also received a huge rebound force. It shook him back seven or eight steps before he stabilized his body.
"This is impossible!"
Tang Bolong was so shocked that his eyeballs popped out.
The scene was also in an uproar.
Zhang Chenfeng flicked his clothes and said to Tang Bolong,""Just now, I used two traditional Chinese martial arts. One is Iron Shirt, and the other is Tai Chi. You should have heard of them, right?”
"I don't believe it," said Tang Bolong.
"You're just a pitiful frog at the bottom of a well.”
Zhang Chenfeng looked at him deeply and extended a finger.""This is the first move. Continue."
"Ah..."
Tang Bolong let out a tiger roar again and rushed up. Using the leg technique that he was best at, he hacked at Zhang Chenfeng's head from top to bottom.
Zhang Chenfeng's figure was like the wind. Before Tang Bolong's leg landed, he had already swept past him.
"This is the second move." Zhang Chenfeng stood behind Tang Bolong and patted his shoulder. He said with an indifferent face.
Tang Bolong didn't turn around. Instead, he directly kicked backward. However, he realized that he had missed. Zhang Chenfeng had actually run in front of him again.
His speed was as fast as a ghost.
"This is the third move." Zhang Chenfeng said calmly.
Tang Bolong opened his mouth and asked in disbelief,""What martial arts did you use just now?”
"The footwork of the Eight Trigrams Fist," Zhang Chenfeng said. Mr. Tang, do you really think that's a lie? Let me tell you, in front of a real expert, your kickboxing is just a joke. Today, I'll let you experience the true martial arts of China. First, I will use the Iron Mountain Push of Bajiquan.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chenfeng's right foot chopped down. His body was like a high-speed train, carrying an unparalleled aura as he rushed towards Tang Bolong.
Tang Bolong was shocked. He quickly raised his arms and placed them in front of his chest.
Zhang Chenfeng's shoulder leaned against his arms. With a bang, Tang Bolong flew back like a cannonball.
The few students behind him hurriedly went forward to catch him. Although he was caught, the huge force still made them take three steps back before they could stabilize their bodies.
Too fierce!
Seeing that Zhang Chenfeng had sent Tang Bolong flying more than ten meters away, everyone exclaimed.
"Oh my god, isn't Teacher Zhang too amazing?”
"Instant kill."
"Tang Bolong is as fragile as a child in front of Teacher Zhang.”
"Teacher Zhang's kung fu is too awesome."
"I really didn't expect Teacher Zhang to be so powerful.”
"Looks like Teacher Zhang's training video is real.”
Tang Bolong stood up with the help of the students. Looking at his two trembling arms, he was a little stunned.
That Iron Mountain Leaning just now was so powerful and imposing that it was simply earth-shattering.
He had never seen such a powerful opponent in all his years of competition.
Tang Bolong dared to say that even those heavyweight boxing champions would definitely not be able to defeat Zhang Chenfeng.
"Mr. Tang, martial arts only involves killing, not performing," said Zhang Chenfeng. Fortunately, you met me today. If it were any of those bad-tempered martial arts experts, they would have taken your life in one move.”
Tang Bolong was silent for a while, then said,""How much strength did you use just now? I could feel that at the last moment, you withdrew some of your strength.”
" You're my debt-holder," Zhang Chenfeng said with a smile." Of course I can't hurt you, so I only used 30% of my strength."”
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