And right at that moment, Yang Fei's right knee nudged upward, hitting her right behind the knee.
At the same time, he pushed her arm away.
Chen Ke immediately unleashed a Bow Stance Straight Punch, the force of the punch whistling through the air.
Yang Fei stopped demonstrating, took two steps back, and let out a cold laugh.
He looked at Chen Ke indifferently.
"Now, do you understand? Is this the skill of Taekwondo?"
Chen Ke felt as if she had become a puppet on strings.
And the strings were firmly in Yang Fei's hands.
Under his control, her own limbs were entirely unmanageable.
Chen Ke, disbelieving, widened her eyes, "You are doing what...?"
Yang Fei looked at her coldly.
"The most powerful martial arts in the world is Huaxia's National Arts."
"You went to learn Taekwondo and haven't even properly learned it. I'm embarrassed for you."
"If I hadn't been by your side today, are you sure you could have beaten those four men?"
