Yang Fei said, blowing a puff of mythical air into his palm exaggeratedly, his eyes slanted at Lv Changqing.
"Huaxia Kung Fu, world-renowned, I happen to know a couple of moves, Black Tiger Heart Pluck, Great Sage Picks Peaches, Buddha Shadowless Kick, watch out!"
He said while putting on airs and random moves, his posture graceful, looking both handsome and cool.
These actions by Yang Fei were all learned from movies.
In the eyes of experts, this was obviously just flowery fists and fancy footwork, but it could fool many ordinary people.
A few days ago, the Luoshanji Liu Zhengxiang incident caused quite a stir.
A single Huaxia Martial Artist overturned the entire East Asia Martial Arts Alliance, plus all sorts of online pushers adding fuel to the fire, Huaxia Kung Fu re-entered the public's view.
So when Lv Changqing saw Yang Fei's appearance, he dared not duel him, merely snorted.
"I am a scholar, I want to fight you with literature."
