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Chapter 884 The Most Awesome Answer
Yang Luo was stunned by the scene in front of him, and even the customers in the cafe stood up one by one in shock.

As a coffee shop staff, when have you ever seen such a scene, one by one standing in place like a log, one of the waiters is still pouring coffee for a customer, and now he doesn't even know that the coffee has overflowed.

Yang Luo stood there quietly, suddenly this group of people stood in front of him, Yang Luo counted, there were almost a dozen of them.

These are a few who look very young, almost in their early twenties, like college students.

"This..." Yang Luo stood there, he seemed to have sensed that this group of people seemed to be targeting him.

"Today I'm going to talk about it, whoever dares to touch Master Yang, I will never forgive you in Taiji." The person who spoke was a tall man with eyes.

"Tai Chi?"

Yang Luo's mind turned around several times, isn't it Mr. Tang who is playing Tai Chi around here?

The man turned his head and glanced at Yang Luo, his face full of excitement.

"Master Yang, do you remember me?"

Yang Luo was taken aback by this question, and he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have this person in his memory.

"Master Yang, you competed with Mesef that day, and I stood third from the left in the crowd. Do you have any impression?"

……

At this question, Yang Luo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. You are the third in the crowd, why aren't you the fourth, no matter how many you are, how can you remember them all.

But Yang Luo can't say that he doesn't know, everyone has Master Yang one by one, especially for himself, and as soon as Mesef is mentioned, Yang Luo recalls that he attracted many Chinese college students that day, it should be that group of people.

"Oh, I have a little impression, you were wearing glasses that day too." Yang Luo said with a guilty conscience.

"No, that day when I heard that you were going to fight Mesef one-on-one, I was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to wear my glasses."

"Pfft..." Yang Luo was speechless.

But the man didn't think too much about it, and said directly: "Master Yang, in fact, I know it even if you don't tell me, you are very impressed with me, because you nodded to me that day, you still remember."

Yang Luo no longer knew how to answer the college student's words. He was really worried that if he nodded and admitted, the other party would say something that made him unable to get off the stage, and it would be really embarrassing at that time.

"Haha" Yang Luo didn't know how to answer, so he typed haha.

It doesn't matter if it's a dozen, the students around can't help it anymore.

"Master Yang, do you still remember me? I'm Xiao Zhang."

"Master Yang, I am the first one standing on the right side of the crowd, you must remember me." A little fat man pointed to his nose and shouted.

"And me, you and Mesef were singled out that day. I tried my best. I used to have a hoarse voice. Since I cheered for you, I can sing Sun Nan's songs now."

Yang Luo nodded his head, what is it all about? Could it be that his knowledge is too low to communicate with foreign students?
Seeing this group of people patronizing and talking to Yang Luo, Tom and his companions also froze in place, but it's not enough to just be stunned, Tom is still in Yang Luo's hands.

"Hey, let Tom go, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude." One of the Barcelona fans pointed at Yang Luo and shouted.

Only then did Yang Luo realize that he was still holding Tom with a beard in his hand.

Just follow the trend and let him let it go. Now that there are so many people, I probably don't know how to make a move.

But with Yang Luo's push, Tom immediately flew out with the kite whose string was broken.

The people around were stunned.

Tom would have weighed about 180 catties at least, but Yang Luo pushed lightly and flew out. Everyone was stunned. Could this be a natural supernatural power?

"puff"

Tom made close contact with the ground for the first time, but he was too heavy, and he fell too hard. He lay on the ground for a long time before he could react.

"Damn it, my chin, my mouth, my teeth," Tom held his chin with his hands, for fear that his chin would fall, and at this moment, looking at his companion, he shouted loudly, "Yang Luo hit someone, The Real Madrid star hit someone."

With this shout, people around have already started taking pictures.

Yang Luo was very calm. Although he pushed lightly just now, the system has long judged that there is danger. So now he is no different from Superman, with infinite strength, flying over walls.

So it's understandable for Tom to fly out with a push.

"Bullshit, don't you fart here. Just now, Master Yang used the four-two-thousand-thousand-jin in our Tai Chi to achieve success. If you used success, you would have died."

The one who spoke was still the man with glasses who remembered too much from practice.

Yang Luo raised his head, and couldn't help admiring the foreign student, this is really a godsend.

Tom was lifted up by his companions, with an expression of disbelief, but there were so many people on Yang Luo's side, they didn't dare to move.

But they were thinking, the other party has a lot of people, so head-to-head is definitely not worthwhile, so they wait for Yang Luo to take the order, then the four of them will do one, that's fine.

But when people like Tom had this idea, the man wearing glasses suddenly put on a posture of Tai Chi, and shouted: "If you want to bully Master Yang, you have to pass my level first, Tai Chi, please enlighten me."

What followed was a shocking scene.

"In Chinese martial arts, I am number one in Tiger Boxing. Tigers are powerful, Tiger Boxing, please enlighten me."

"The Mantis Fist is here, please enlighten me."

"Thirteen Road Tan's leg is here, come on, see if I don't kick you to death."

Although the posture of the dozen or so foreign students is not standard, Yang Luo can tell that they must have studied for a short time, but their aura is here, and whoever is stupefied has to weigh it.

Tom and the others felt a little timid when they saw the opponent's posture. After all, the number was not dominant, and the opponents seemed to have practiced before, so they all flinched.

Looking at the angry expressions of these foreign students, Tom was really puzzled. What relationship did the Master Yang they kept talking about have anything to do with Yang Luo? Even if this Master Yang was Yang Luo himself, what did it matter?

Tom asked one unexpectedly: "Can I ask, what kind of kung fu do you guys do?"

This question stopped these foreign students. The other party was asking about their own group, so they couldn't tell others their boxing skills one by one. How should I answer this?

"Chinese Kung Fu"

At this time, Yang Luo suddenly stepped forward, and pushed out his hands. The movement was very elegant, but full of strength, it seemed that he had practiced.

Seeing Yang Luo's answer, everyone thought about it after listening to it, and immediately shouted in unison: "Yes, Chinese Kung Fu is Chinese Kung Fu."

Yang Luo's answer is simply too awesome, whether he is Tiger Fist, Praying Mantis Fist or Iron Sand Palm, these are the general names of Chinese martial arts, so there is nothing wrong with Yang Luo's answer. '

(End of this chapter)