newbobooks Chapter 425 Taoist One Strike
Chapter 425 Taoist One Strike
Chapter 425 Taoist Strike
Daoist Qingyu was speechless for a moment, Qin Mo was cheating himself, but at this time so many people's eyes were on him, it was hard for him to say no, so he just nodded.
"Wow!" There were bursts of discussion voices from around. Those who can come here to be masters naturally know the power of second-rate masters, and they unconsciously hugged Qin Mo and the other.
"Hmph! You're boasting about Haikou. How can it be so easy to become a second-rate expert?" The curator just sneered.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, as long as everyone believes it." Qin Mo put his eyes on the five or six masters, "Do you want to become second-rate masters?"
A strange light suddenly appeared on the faces of those people. Who doesn't want to be a second-rate expert?
The monthly salary of being a master here is only a few thousand yuan. If you are lucky enough to become a second-rate master, then the salary may be at least several times higher!Moreover, second-rate masters are relatively rare now, and it can add a lot of fame to them.
You know, the curator of the Taekwondo gym is only a second-rate master!Although he has a backer behind him, this also shows that second-rate masters are rare.
Qin Mo naturally noticed the fiery eyes of those people looking at him. He coughed and continued: "If you want to become a second-rate master, follow me! I guarantee that you can achieve your wish within a month!"
"Young man! Why do you poach people from me without evidence? Do you think everyone will believe what you say? You don't want to take everyone to work for you as coolies, do you?" the curator sneered at Qin Mo He said, of course he was the one who didn't believe in Qin Mo the most, so his mocking tone became more intense.
"Yeah! Why do you say that? Could it be that you have some ability?" Finally a person over there spoke.
"Just because this Taoist priest can bring down your curator with one move, believe it or not?" Qin Mo continued to throw the blame on Taoist Priest Qingyu, so that Taoist Priest Qingyu didn't know what to say at all. alright.
However, in order to make these people treat him as an expert, Daoist Qingyu always had a mysterious smile on his face, which made people dare not doubt Qin Mo's words.
"Hahaha! Are you kidding me? Take me down with one move? Let me tell you the truth! Even if you are a first-class master, you can't take me down with one move! If you really do it! You can bring these people down! Let me go! I will never have the slightest opinion!" The curator said excitedly.
He is still extremely confident in his own strength.
The masters of the taekwondo hall also looked at Qin Mo and the others with fiery eyes. Obviously, they also wanted to see the battle between the masters, which was tantamount to benefiting them a lot.
"Then let's start." Daoist Qingyu suddenly said, and at the same time, an extremely powerful aura emanated from his body.
Both of them restrained their aura before, so the curator didn't know his strength. With the aura of Daoist Qingyu revealed, the curator found that he still couldn't see through Daoist Qingyu, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Let's start! Who is afraid of whom?" In front of so many people, the curator couldn't retreat at this time, he snorted coldly.
Daoist Qingyu flashed his figure and appeared in front of the curator in an instant.
His speed was too fast, before the curator could react, he felt a heavy blow to his chest, and his body flew out the next moment.
"Ahem..." The curator coughed several times, and finally stood up from the ground.
At this time, there was no other sound except the curator's cough. Everyone stared at Daoist Qingyu with shocked eyes, only Qin Mo looked at the scene in front of him indifferently.
It's not easy to get senior brother Qingyu to make a move, but this time he finally made a move, which can be regarded as calming down the audience.
"You're lying!" The curator suddenly gave Daoist Qingyu a hard look.
"Oh? Why are you cheating?" Taoist Priest Qingyu looked at the curator pretending to be surprised.
"I'm not even ready yet! Besides! The real competition is only when we get on the ring!" the curator said angrily.
"Okay, let's go to the ring." Daoist Qingyu nodded, and then he tapped his toes lightly, and he jumped directly onto the one-meter-high ring, which immediately caused another exclamation from below.
Most people didn't expect this Taoist priest to be so strong.
Although the curator is a second-rate expert, he can't jump directly into the ring like Daoist Qingyu, he just walked into the ring step by step.
"Are you ready?" Daoist Qingyu asked.
"Wait a minute!" The curator didn't have any careless thoughts this time, he hurriedly gathered all his inner strength on his hands, just to block the Taoist priest's blow later.
He thought well, but it's a pity that he didn't know the real strength of Daoist Qingyu, otherwise he would never have done these useless efforts.
"Okay!" the curator said solemnly.
After receiving the curator's response, Daoist Qingyu stood up and appeared in front of the curator the next moment. This time he kicked out directly, pointing directly at the curator's stomach.
The curator sneered, and stretched out his hands to resist. Last time he was not ready, so this time he naturally thought that he could block the next move. Anyway, as long as he blocked this move, he would win!
It is a pity that the reality is not as beautiful as the curator imagined. A leg of Daoist Qingyu bombarded the curator's hands like a huge mountain, and he could hardly hold on for a few tenths of a second. Chang then flew out again.
Because of too much force, he flew off the ring directly. This kick made him lose his temper, and it also made him understand the gap between himself and the opponent.
At this time, the others had already looked at Daoist Qingyu with admiration. They knew the curator's strength very well, because the curator would also compete with them from time to time.
It took a long time for the curator to stand up slowly from the ground. This time, he had completely lost his face in front of these people. The most important thing is that he still has nothing to do, just because he doesn't know where it came from. The Taoist priest is really too powerful.
"Do you have any questions?" Qin Mo looked at the curator and asked.
"It's gone." If you lose, you lose, and the curator has nothing to do.
"Okay! I'm willing to go with this taekwondo master!" Qin Mo waved his hand, and then turned around and left the Taekwondo gym with Daoist Qingyu. They all said that people go to high places, and the masters of these taekwondo gymnasiums all naturally There was no hesitation, but he followed Qin Mo and left without hesitation, leaving the curator alone wanting to cry without tears.
The purpose of these people is also extremely simple. Naturally, it is to improve their own strength. As long as they can improve their own strength, let them follow anyone.
(End of this chapter)