Chapter 10: Foreigners are arrogant!

"Master Hong!" On the day of the boxing competition, Ip Man brought a group of disciples to the venue of the boxing competition. From a distance, he saw a fat Hong Zhennan wearing a black jacket.

"Master Ye! You are here. Later, we will have a martial arts performance. Every martial arts club will perform on stage. At that time, Master Ye will also let your apprentice go up and perform, so that the audience can see how great Wing Chun is! Hahaha." Hong Zhennan saw a smile on Ye Wen's face, walked to Ye Wen, patted Ye Wen's shoulder and said.

"Master Hong, this is a Western boxing competition. Why do we have to perform Chinese martial arts?" Ip Man and Hong Zhennan walked side by side, asking in confusion.

"Of course, it is to use the Western boxing competition to promote our Chinese martial arts." Hong Zhennan smiled and said: "Now there are people who learn Western boxing everywhere in the world, but we don't have many foreigners in our Chinese martial arts knowing that we are. Taking this opportunity, we want to let those foreigners know how powerful Chinese martial arts are!"

"So that's it. Then I will trouble Master Hong at that time." Ip Man said with a smile.

"No trouble, let's go! Let's talk slowly when you go in." Hong Zhennan said with a smile.

"Master Hong, I think foreigners are not so kind-hearted. The tuition fees collected by our martial arts school every year are quite considerable. Foreigners are probably jealous and dissatisfied with the little money that Master Hong has cleared foreigners every month. The real meaning of holding boxing competitions is probably to defeat our Chinese martial arts, and then open a Western boxing gym in Xiangjiang to teach apprentices. If Chinese martial arts are defeated by Western boxing, then people in the world will think that our Chinese martial arts are not as good as Western boxing. I am afraid that all our martial arts schools will be closed." Lin Qing considered more. These foreigners are insatiable and cannot be kind to help promote Chinese martial arts. Even if he guessed wrongly, he would probably be inseparable.

"Xiaoqing, you are right. The bastards of foreigners are all greedy. We take it for granted. But don't worry, I took it, what boxing champion I looked at is almost the same as the warriors in the late Mingjin stage. If we secret martial artists go up, we can beat him to death with one punch." Hong Zhennan smiled and said with a serious face.

"Late stage of Mingjin? I am also late stage of Mingjin. If the boxing champion doesn't cause trouble, we will perform well. If it causes trouble, then I will go up and fight!" Lin Qing showed a smile on his face, so that he could directly complete a main task and a side task.

"Xiaoqing, you kid are going to go to the stage? Not bad, you are ambitious, then you will beat him hard and beat him to death. If something happens, I will take it!" Hong Zhennan laughed and admired Lin Qing very much.

This kid is not only talented but also backbone, but also respects his teachers and respects his teachings. Why didn’t I meet such a good disciple? Hong Zhennan looked at Ye Wen with some envy.

Soon, the boxing competition began, and various martial arts halls asked their disciples to perform.

As Lin Qing said, when disciples from various martial arts schools performed on stage, foreign devils began to cause trouble.

"This is Chinese martial arts? You'd better go back and dance!"

Facing the martial artist who fell all over the ground on the ring, Tornado said this humiliating sentence. The translation on the spot was "concise and concise", which made all the martial arts masters present furious.

"The boxing champion said that your Chinese martial arts are useless, go back and dance!"

"What did you say!?"

"Come on! Fight!"

There was a mess on the field and off the court, shouting and shouting. Some people kept trying to rush to the ring to beat the tornado, but were pushed off the ring by the foreigners who were in charge of security on the scene.

Huang Liang was just angry that he was about to attack the tornado, but he was punched by the tornado. Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Ip Man and Hong Zhennan rushed to the ring. Ip Man blocked the tornado twice, and then Hong Zhennan kicked the tornado away with one kick, and finally controlled the situation at the scene.

Hong Zhennan has been his elder brother for many years. As soon as he came to the stage, the masters of other martial arts schools stopped shouting, stood behind him, staring at the foreigners fiercely.

"Host, come here!" Hong Zhennan shouted.

The foreign host on the scene came over quickly.

Hong Zhennan said fiercely: "We perform Chinese martial arts. You don't like to watch them, you can leave! But if you hurt someone, you should apologize to us!"

The host on the scene translated a simple sentence: "He wants you to apologize."

Unlike others, Lin Qing can understand English. Although it has been seventeen years and has almost forgotten it, he has picked it up recently. Although he is not as good as CET-6 in his previous life, the simple dialogue and grammar are still clear. When he heard the translation that was obviously sowed by the foreign host, he knew that the foreign host must have sent him to make trouble.

Lin Qing's eyes turned cold. What he didn't like the most were traitors and those cowards who broke his back and bowed to foreigners!

Lin Qing rushed up and kicked the host Yang out of the boxing ring.

The scene suddenly became a big uproar, with foreigners clamoring and cursing, but the Chinese cheered loudly.

"Good kick!"

"Kick the foreigners to death!"

"Fight! Kill all the foreigners to death!"

"Xiaoqing!?" Hong Zhennan and Ip Man were both shocked: "What are you doing?"

They finally managed to control the atmosphere, but now Lin Qing comes out to make trouble again?

"Master, Master Hong, this bastard didn't translate well at all, and was completely trying to get discord." Lin Qing stared at the host who was kicked out of the ring, his eyes were cold. The host seemed to be guilty, and with the heavy feet just now, he screamed and asked the staff to call an ambulance for him.

"Xiaoqing, do you still understand foreign literature?" Ip Man said in surprise.

"Learn a little, learn for a few years." Lin Qing said.

"What's going on?" Hong Zhennan frowned.

"Master Hong, what you said just now is reasonable and well-founded, but this foreigner took it out of context and said that he would apologize to the tornado and nothing else." Lin Qing explained to Hong Zhennan and Ip Man with a calm face, and then said to the tornado and the foreigners present in fluent English.

After hearing Lin Qing's words, the expressions of the people present changed. Some people on the foreigners were shocked and some were guilty, but the Chinese were scolding the foreigners' translator in the audience to sow discord and be despicable! The foreign host was so scared that he quickly asked someone to protect him and escape from the scene. His run confirmed what Lin Qing said before. The atmosphere on the scene instantly became very subtle.

Tornado is a pure boxer, but he is a little brainless. Although this incident was caused by him, it was just a casual act and was used as a gun by other foreigners.

Lin Qing explained the previous situation. The Tornado had no brains and knew that he had been used by his compatriots, and he was a little angry for a moment. But he was also a foreigner and looked down on the Chinese from the bottom of his heart. Although he had no words to protect his compatriots, he had no intention of apologizing. He shouted: "Although the translation was wrong just now, your Chinese martial arts are useless. Unless you can beat me, I will refuse to apologize."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!