"Good morning, Mr. Jin Taixi!" Lin Yuhan displayed a polite smile, her eyes occasionally glancing at the group of students.
She felt that everyone diligently training was a pleasant sight.
It reminded her of the vibrant youth she once had.
"Hehe, not bad. Actually, I thought Miss Lin wouldn't come," Jin Taixi smiled. Unfortunately, his looks were not great, nothing like the Korean TV drama stars.
"How could that be? I really admire Mr. Jin Taixi's skills, so I want to learn too," Lin Yuhan said earnestly.
"Hehe, Miss Lin's insight is quite admirable. You Huaxia people are blindly arrogant, believing Huaxia martial arts are the best in the world. But that's not the case. Our Taekwondo from South Korea is the pinnacle of combat arts. For explosiveness, we use flying kicks; for speed, we use consecutive kicks... In short, I firmly believe Taekwondo is the best combat art for world tournaments!"
"Hehe..." Lin Yuhan's face showed a trace of awkwardness.
