"Hey man, don't be so pessimistic!" Powell smiled.

Boyang shook his head.

John smiled and said, "I thought of that joke from Shaw Bernard, but Anne is also very smart, and the competition in Hollywood is very cruel."

"But compared to Fang, she is much worse." Bo Yang said.

John raised his hands and said, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, you guys, let's go back to the main business. Who will be the winner of Fang or Jin? Only Boyang thinks Jin can win, right?"

Boyang said: "I think Kim will be the winner."

"Okay, let's go and see King." John said.

The camera turned to another handsome young reporter. He was wearing a black suit and looked serious and solemn. He was standing in front of a grand building and said to the camera: "Good morning, everyone, behind me is the largest Taekwondo hall in New York. The owner is Kim Jun-cheol. Let's go and see what he is doing."

The camera followed him into the Taekwondo Hall, which was a wide room, the size of a football field. Nearly a hundred disciples wearing white training uniforms were practicing, and shouting incessantly.

The camera quickly locked in Jin Junzhe who was wearing a training suit and reminded him of the disciples' practice. His white training suit looked heroic and energetic.

Seeing the camera filming himself, Kim Junzhe pretended not to know and shouted loudly, with a loud voice and amazing momentum.

People in the studio laughed.

John said: "Kin's gym is really not small, and his disciples are all covered with rice."

Tommy smiled and said, "Kin's Gym has produced a lot of talents. It is said that the bodyguards of the Ice and Fire Protection Company are recruiting from here."

"Ice and Fire Protection?" Powell said in surprise: "Ice and Fire's bodyguards are very famous!"

"Otherwise, Kim Ke won't be able to come up with 20 million." Tommy said.

Boyang said: "If Jin beat Fang this time, the gym will have more talents and their reputation will be improved."

"That's why he challenged the situation." Tommy smiled.

John smiled and said, "If I were Jin, I would challenge Fang. Fang is so famous that we have several special topics about Fang."

"Phenomenon." Tommy smiled and said, "John, who has more influence than Bruce Lee's kung fu tide?"

John thought for a moment: "I choose the party!...It may be related to the times. The media is more developed now, and information is like a bomb, and people cannot choose it. Bruce Lee's media was not that strong at that time."

"I think Fang's kung fu is stronger than Bruce Lee."

"There are many fans of Tommy Bruce Lee. You will offend a lot of people!"

"I'll only talk about the facts." Tommy shook his head and said, "I used to compare the videos of two people. Fang's punching speed was faster and his footwork was faster."

"Kim thinks Fang's video is a performance, and he doesn't believe it."

“Hasn’t it been identified?”

"Kim thinks that Anne may have a better skill."

"Impossible." Tommy shook his head.

"I don't think it's not possible," Powell said: "There are great tricks now. They don't necessarily see them by fakes."

"Okay. Let's see what King said!" John led the topic again and pointed to the screen.

Kim Junchol smiled in front of the camera: "Nervous? No! I'm not nervous at all, I don't think there is nothing to prepare for. You can win casually!"

The handsome young reporter asked: "Kin, someone asked, can you deal with a dozen police officers alone?"

"Yes!" Jin Junzhe nodded.

"Oh, really?"

"Of course, this is nothing. As long as you are proficient in Taekwondo, you can do it!"

"Okay, everyone is waiting to see you win!"

"Absolutely no problem!" Kim Junzhe clenched his fists hard: "I will personally expose the Chinese tricks and know that the real kung fu is in the Republic of Korea!"

"How do you train normally, Jin?"

"Oh, this is a secret."

"Ok, OK, then I won't disturb your training. See you later!"

"See you later!"

———

Fang Han had dinner and read the book for a while. He went downstairs at around nine o'clock. Anne Joanna and others were already waiting in the living room and went out with him.

There was a helicopter in the sky and two interview cars underneath. The camera was aimed at Fang Han and swept over the rest of the people from time to time.

The blonde beauty reporter Susanna ran over and said, "Fang, Fang, can you say a few simple words? I am NBC Susanna!"

Fang Han stopped and smiled at the camera: "The language is very pale, and it will be clear soon."

"What do you think about Mr. Jin's remarks?"

"The United States has granted citizens freedom of speech. What does Mr. Jin say is his freedom, I have no right to interfere."

"Mr. Jin said that the video was fake. What do you say?"

"Everyone has their own expertise and it is impossible to be proficient in all the knowledge and skills. Mr. Jin is a master of Taekwondo. I don't know that he is proficient in video technology. I admire him very much!"

"Haha, as far as I know, Mr. Jin is not good at video technology."

"Oh—?" Fang Han looked at her in surprise and nodded slowly: "I have nothing to say!"

He stopped accepting interviews and continued to move forward. He soon came to his car. Joanna and Anne got into his car, and the rest drove another car.

The two cars slowly drove out of the community and headed to the Taekwondo Hall.

Along the way, there was an interview car in front of and behind each other. The sky was photographed by a helicopter. The specifications were very high, and Fang Han shook his head.

Joanna drove, shook her head when she saw Fang Han, and said with a smile: "Fang, you don't have a full understanding of your fame. Now everyone is watching in front of the TV, wanting to know the results of the competition."

"Are you all that boring?"

"You and Annie are very eye-catching."

"It seems to be because of Anne."

Anne Cole turned his head and glanced at him, snorting and not speaking.

The cold war between the two continued, Fang Han was still cold, Annie Cole was also reserved, and it was difficult to resolve the deadlock for a while.

Joanna glanced at the rearview mirror and smiled with her lips.

The two cars soon arrived at the Kim Taekwondo Hall, and there were already a group of people standing outside. There were ordinary onlookers and disciples of the Taekwondo Hall.

The disciples wearing white practice clothes formed a circle, and Kim Junzhe stood in the center. He was full of spirit and spirit, and he was really charming. The people watching around him cheered secretly.

After Fang Han arrived in two cars, Jin Junzhe came to greet him, shook hands with Fang Han, looked up and down, and Joanna shook hands with a middle-aged man in a suit and tie. She handed over the documents to each other.

Fang Han smiled and nodded. It seemed that he had never heard of Kim Junzhe's provocation. He was very demeanor. Kim Junzhe didn't want to lose his demeanor and smiled.

The two of them smiled and signed the documents. Then they entered the Taekwondo Hall.

The camera has been capturing the two of them. The camera on the helicopter has a very high definition. People can clearly see the pores on their faces, let alone subtle expressions.

Fang Han's expression was sincere and sensual, not at all like resentment. Jin Junzhe's smile was a little stiff and inconsistent, and it was obviously a fake smile.

When people see their expressions in front of TV, they unconsciously develop tendencies. Some malicious people secretly sigh that Fang Han has excellent acting skills.

Everyone entered the center of the museum, and Kim Junzhe waved his hands. People consciously retreated and said that there were only two photographers and radios who approached the open space in the middle.

The two stood quietly on the empty field, looking at each other.

Fang Han looked at him and smiled, "I heard that Mr. Jin's Taekwondo practiced to a very deep level, but unfortunately it is not good for his body and mind."

Kim Junzhe frowned: "What do you mean?"

Fang Han smiled: "When practicing Kung Fu reaches a certain level, your mentality will change after you are strong. You have a broad mind and look down on fame and fortune. I think Mr. Jin can't do this."

"Hmph, Mr. Fang is just looking down on fame and fortune?"

Fang Han said: "If you don't have enough money, you will make money. If you are famous, you will let it go. You will not have to worry about it, let alone use the crooked way of the slanting door!"

"Mr. Fang said I used a despicable method?"

"What do you think, Mr. Jin?"

"Hmph, it's useless to say it, let's do it and see who is better!" Jin Junzhe said coldly.

Fang Han nodded: "Okay, please!"

Jin Junzhe was no longer polite, and suddenly jumped up and kicked, his speed was as fast as lightning, and he instantly arrived in front of Fang Han, with a light roar.

Fang Han flashed and just avoided him. If he was slower, he would be kicked.

"Okay!" Tommy exclaimed.

Boyang also praised: "Beautiful leg skills!"

John said: "Kin is amazing!"

When they spoke, Kim Junzhe kicked a few more legs, his movements were chic, beautiful, strong and powerful, and better than movies. Martial arts stars could never show this sense of power and impact.

Under the high-speed camera, the people in front of the TV could see clearly, feel shocked, and stare at the two of them nervously.
To be continued...