Chapter 64: Accompanying Practice

  Qiao Yun was speechless. Zheng Longqing's smile froze on his face, and he didn't expect this result. He paused for a moment before saying, "This is a martial arts exchange, you used a gun, even if you won, it wouldn't be a glorious victory. Everyone should be fair." He still wanted to stir up Lin Zixian and Jinlang to fight each other.

  "A duel? Who said that?" Lin Zixian pointed at the Golden Orchid Pavilion Master and said, "He just now clearly came to challenge me, but he didn't say he wanted a duel with me, nor did he say I couldn't use my gun. And I didn't say he wasn't allowed to use his gun either."

  The face of Jinlang Hall's master turned red and white, he was so angry that he regretted why he had just cooperated with the surrender?

  "I protest! This is an insult to our Taekwondo of the Republic of Korea, I demand a fair duel with you." Director Kim said gritting his teeth.

  "What? You surrendered so readily just now, and now you're not satisfied?" Lin Zixian sneered again, pulling out his gun and pointing it directly at the head of Jinlang Hall Master, saying coldly: "Are you crazy? I don't even know who you are, what makes you think we can have a duel just because you say so? Believe me or not, I'll blow your brains out with one shot!"

  "You..." The manager of the Golden Orchid Hall faced the muzzle of the black hole and didn't know what to say. The guy in front of him was clearly a madman, and he didn't suspect that the other party had pulled out the gun just to joke around, having already fired four shots earlier.

  Under helplessness, Jinlan Hall's master got so angry that his face turned green, he turned around and left immediately, without even putting on his shoes, and went out barefoot.

  Qiao Yun didn't say a word, walked alone to the equipment area, lay on his back on the long bench, did two sets of dumbbell presses, and started doing leg splits to exercise his flexibility.

  Zheng Longqing found that Qiao Yun did not stop Lin Zixian from head to toe, as if he had not seen anything at all, and it was not like the relationship between an employer and a bodyguard at all. This formally drew his attention to Lin Zixian, and he narrowed his eyes to take a closer look.

  Lin Zi strolled to a window, pushed it open and pulled out a cigarette, lit it up and puffed out smoke towards the outside. Zheng Longqing walked to his side and smiled: "If you don't mind, may I borrow a cigarette?"

  Lin Zixian very generously pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and even lit it for him.

  Zheng Longqing didn't actually smoke much, only occasionally. When he put the cigarette to his mouth and took a puff, he suddenly started coughing violently, realizing that this cigarette was not just bad in quality but also very irritating. Lin Zixian said with a teasing expression: "Director Zheng, if you're not used to it then don't force yourself."

  Zheng Longqing didn't force the issue, he just came over to find an opportunity to chat, and casually tossed the inferior cigarette out of the window. He looked at Lin with a lazy smile and said: "I don't know what this friend's surname is?"

  "Lin Zile is idle." Lin Zile replied casually.

  "Is Vice Minister Lin Zixian of the Minghua Group's Defense Department?" Zheng Longqing asked with a flicker in his eyes.

  He has been paying attention to Ming Hua Group all along. A famous Lin Deputy Minister came out of there, how could he not have heard of it at all?

  "Unexpectedly, President Zheng has also heard of me." Lin Zixian's face showed a look of surprise as he said: "President Zheng wouldn't already know that it was I who had your car smashed?"

  Zheng Long's pupils constricted, who would stare at a small deputy director of the security department for no reason? He really hadn't heard about this matter before, and unexpectedly, the other party actually admitted it. The smile on his face remained unchanged: "One car is nothing, but I want to know why Brother Lin wants to smash my car?"

  Lin Zile shook his head in dismay and refused to answer, letting the other person guess for themselves. In short, he didn't like the look of them and was giving them a headache.

  At this time, Qiao Yun had already finished warming up, and the two sparring partners were wearing protective gear.

  "Hey! Hey! Hey……" Qiao Yun's voice echoed in the space, and she flew her legs forward, kicking, swinging, kicking down, kicking sideways, hanging kicks... even jumping up 360 degrees to kick her legs and attack. The action was very beautiful, and the sound of kicking on the protective gear of the training partner was loud, and it could be seen that the force was not small either. It's estimated that defending against a few thugs would be no problem.

  In fact, most of the practice in Taekwondo is on the legs, emphasizing speed and power, which is a kind of hard work, so physical energy consumption is also fast, not suitable for long-time entanglement.

  Before long, Qiao Yun was already drenched in sweat, panting heavily, and stopped to rest.

  At the start of the second round, Zheng Longqing walked into the practice area and said a couple of words to the two sparring partners. After getting Qiao Yun's consent, the two sparring partners took off their protective gear and left the room.

  In the center of the venue, Zheng Longqing was not wearing protective gear and stood facing Qiao Yun, but judging from their stance, it seemed he was there to be Qiao Yun's sparring partner.

  Qiao Yun didn't hold back, pouncing forward and kicking her flying leg towards Zheng Longqing's forehead. The kick generated a whistling sound, showing no signs of mercy. Zheng Longqing dodged to the side, and as soon as Qiao Yun landed, she swiftly swung her leg in a reverse sweep. Zheng Longqing stretched out his hand and firmly grasped her ankle, leaving her standing on one leg.

  Qiao Yun was slightly startled, not expecting Zheng Longqing to have such good martial arts skills despite his gentle appearance. He borrowed force to jump up and with one foot aimed a kick at Zheng's abdomen.

  Zheng Longqing grasped her ankle, turned sideways and sent it out, swinging his arm, and actually intercepted and hugged Qiao Yun who was coming in mid-air. However, with a slight smile, he then sent her out again.

  Qiao Yun's feet stomped the ground, her eyes flashing with light, as if her fighting spirit had been ignited. Her jade-like legs spun like a windmill, each step pressing down tightly. Zheng Longqing, on the other hand, was as calm as a leisurely stroll in a courtyard. His movements were swift and steady, catching his opponent's jade-like feet in his palms from time to time, occasionally embracing her before tossing her aside, only to continue again.

  Lu Qili, who was standing by, had a fiery look in her eyes, and surprisingly, she stepped onto the stage in high heels, with an aggressive approach.

  Lin Zi also couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, this foot had been touched, legs had been hugged, waist had been wrapped around, no matter how you looked at it, Zheng Longqing was taking advantage of the situation to get close to Qiao Yun. Normally, he wouldn't have had such an opportunity to hug and hold Qiao Yun like that. But that foolish woman still had a look of being engrossed in the game, getting more and more addicted as they played on. It's really unknown how this kind of fool could be in control of the Ming Hua Group.

  Lin Zi suddenly shouted loudly: "Stop, stop!"

  Qiao Yunxiang was panting heavily, staring at him. Zheng Longqing was also in high spirits, but being interrupted made him slightly unhappy, and he raised an eyebrow, saying: "Lin brother, do you have something to say?"

  Lin Zixian was too lazy to follow him around in circles, and if he continued to hug and hold on, she would have to roll up her sleeves and take matters into her own hands. She bluntly said: "Director Zheng, this isn't accompanying the boss for practice, it's clearly you taking advantage of our Director Qiao's kindness. If you continue like this, how will our Director Qiao get married in the future?"

  As soon as this was said, Qiao Yun also felt that something was wrong. She thought of the scene just now and her cheeks suddenly flushed, but her face was already red and swollen, so it couldn't be seen that she was blushing.

  "Brother Lin is being overly cautious. I don't understand Taekwondo, and when we're practicing together, physical contact is unavoidable." Zheng Longqing said with a faint smile.

  "I'm not being paranoid, I'm just jealous." As soon as Lin Zixian said this, Qiao Yun's eyes sparkled and she looked at him with a hint of amusement, unsure whether he was telling the truth or not. But then he patted his chest and continued, "If I keep watching Zheng Zong hug her like that, I might lose control and pull out my gun on him. That would be troublesome - I'm just someone who gets easily impulsive."

  Zheng Long's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, as if saying, "Don't you look at your own identity, are you worthy of eating my vinegar?" However, his face still maintained a smile: "Unless Lin brother has a better plan?"

  "Here I come!" Luo Qili suddenly spoke up, taking off her high-heeled leather boots and inserting herself between Qiao Yun and Zheng Longqing. She said to Qiao Yun, "I'm also a woman, so it's most suitable for me to be your sparring partner, General Qiao."

  Zheng Longqing's eyes flashed with a hint of severity as he looked at her back, but he nodded and smiled: "Alright!" He could only withdraw graciously, otherwise, if he persisted any further, he would have been suspected of being too forward.

  "Director Qiao, you only hit others but don't allow them to hit back. No matter how much you practice, it's just a waste of time and you won't be able to develop real skills. If Director Qiao doesn't mind, why don't we two women have a few rounds? Let Director Qiao experience the feeling of actual combat." Luo Qili said calmly.

  Lin Zixian slightly nodded her head, thinking that the woman was right. No matter how well one practiced their kung fu, it was only a foundation; actual combat was what truly honed one's skills.

  But Zheng Longqing on the side suddenly sensed something was wrong and shouted: "Luo Qili, what are you trying to do?"

  Lu Ke Li's heart suddenly surged with a burst of jealous fire, but she rarely smiled and said: "Zheng Zong, I'm just seeking Guo Zong's opinion, what's your hurry?"

  The opposite Qiao Yun didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, Ma Bu's foot slanted, and he took out the starting posture of Taekwondo standard actual combat, saying: "Begin!"

  Lu Qili smiled and glanced at Zheng Longqing, stretching out her hand: "Director Qiao, please!"

  Qiao Yun suddenly jumped up and kicked the opponent's door. Luo Qili's body was slightly shorter, she flashed under Qiao Yun from below, grabbed Qiao Yun's hind leg and pulled it upwards, causing Qiao Yun to lose balance in mid-air, 'thud' landed on her back, and fell into a mess.

  Lin Zi watched with a straight face, this woman's three-legged cat kung fu, let alone encountering an expert, even someone with quick hands and feet can easily take advantage of you without getting angry, but she still doesn't know how powerful she is, it's good to suffer a bit more.

  Zheng Longqing's face changed, Luo Qili glanced at him and smiled at Qiao Yun: "Director Qiao, it seems your Taekwondo skills are not yet up to par."

  Qiao Yun lay on the ground for a while, then suddenly got up, jumped up with both feet, clenched his fists and cautiously approached the opponent.

  Lin Zile was taken aback by the scene, and it seemed that this woman had practiced Jeet Kune Do. She saw her approach with a small amplitude and try to kick twice, both of which were deflected by the opponent's palm, and the reaction speed was clearly not on the same level.

  Right after that, another trial came. Luo Qili had just waved her hand to separate them when Qiao Yun suddenly leaned in close and struck Luo Qili's chest with a sideways elbow. Luo Qili reacted even faster, chopping down at Qiao Yun's shoulder with a palm strike. Qiao Yun's body immediately veered off course, and then Luo Qili's leg, clad in leather pants, swept across the ground, sending Qiao Yun crashing to the ground once again. The two were clearly not evenly matched opponents.