The sound of summer was loud, like a sword ringing, echoing.

There was silence all around.

Everyone stared blankly.

Especially in college students, they are unrestrained at an age, and they are boiled by the blood of a few words in the summer.

On the other hand, on Wu Jie's side, their faces were gloomy and iron-blue, and their eyes were gloomy and resentful.

The middle-aged man who was helping to take care of the injury strode out, glared at Summer, and reprimanded in the tone of an elder, "A child, what qualifications do you have to judge free fighting?"

The crowd suddenly exploded into the hustle and bustle, "Little hairy boy, he's just a little kid who hasn't grown all his hair." ”

"Little brat!"

"I thought I won Wu Jie, I thought I was invincible in the world. ”

Summer sneered, looked around, and sneered, "Don't you have anything to say?" ”

The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned red, and he said in a deep voice, "Presumptuous, young man, you are too blind. ”

The corners of Summer's mouth pulled a touch of coldness, "This is called no one in your eyes? ”

After that, he raised his arm, pointed to the group of people opposite, and said coldly, "One counts as one, whether it is a heads-up or a group fight, Lao Tzu will use traditional martial arts to accompany him to the end today!

Who comes!

Who!

Come!

Two words.

But it has an incomparable deterrent power.

Just now they had all seen Summer's skills with their own eyes, and none of them were sure to beat him.

If you lose......

Then, like Wu Jie, in this information age of Internet explosion, I don't know how many people will be ridiculed and ridiculed.

"What?

The contempt on Summer's face was undisguised, "When did the master of free fighting become a mouth cannon?"

"What are you!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the outfield.

Follow the prestige.

I saw a group of people hurrying over from the outfield.

These people are men and women, old and young, some wear straight suits, some wear casual clothes, and some wear tank tops and large trousers.

Wow.

When I saw them, there was an uproar all around.

Everyone stared at a young man at the front.

Shuangrendong!

He is the fighting maniac and the fake maniac, and he has provoked a big discussion about traditional martial arts and free fighting.

In a certain way, the decline of traditional domestic martial arts is caused by this person.

"Click. ”

"Click. ”

Not only were the cameras on the edge of the outfield pointed at them, but many reporters were shooting continuously.

Today's Shuangrendong is not only a fighting maniac, but also a super Internet celebrity, just 20 seconds after he became a Tai Chi successor, he directly became popular.

In the time since, he has continued to appear frequently in the news media and online media, either intending to challenge this master, or preparing to challenge that master.

And there will be some remarks, saying that the kung fu of a certain Shaolin lay disciple is a showmanship, and that the martial arts master of such and such is a lie.

Thus constantly arousing attention and heat.

Now the people around him are not just friends, but a team.

Team of brokers.

It is worth mentioning that behind these people, Su Ling and several high-level officials from Qinghai University also stepped over.

However, Chen Bing was not seen.

In fact, as early as the summer when they fought Wu Jie, they had already come to the scene, but outsiders didn't pay attention.

Su Ling's emotions were complicated.

It's very complicated.

Although she didn't want to admit it, but seeing Xia's skills just now, she had to admit that this guy was amazing.

Especially the good sister Chen Bing, who ran to the second floor of the martial arts club in advance, did not want to watch at the scene.

Su Ling could feel that Chen Bing seemed to be a little jealous of this guy.

It was really hard for her to imagine what had happened between the two of them that made Chen Bing, who had always been afraid of heaven and earth, so solemn.

"Principal Su, do you want to stop them?" asked a senior member of the school.

"No, you don't. ”

Su Ling shook his head, and then smiled, "Actually, he is more suitable than me, after all, I have participated in the draw, if I win, the other party will definitely find a reason, and he is different, you can also see, those are real traditional martial arts." ”

......

At this moment.

The group has already walked into the field.

Shuangrendong at the front is 1.9 meters tall, wheat-complexion, wearing a vest and shorts, and his strong body looks extremely strong.

He was a head taller than Summer, and he approached and looked down condescendingly.

"What did you just say? Kickboxing is a type of martial arts? Young man, don't talk nonsense, otherwise it will only appear that you are too ignorant. ”

He didn't care about his strong summer, squinted his eyes, and sneered, "Who are you?" ”

"Shuangrendong!"

"I've heard of you. Summer nodded casually, "It's this fight you provoked, and it's also you who said that traditional martial arts are all fake and deceitful, right?" ”

"That's right!"

Shuangrendong's momentum was very strong, and he grinned, "Even now I think so, traditional martial arts are bullshit." ”

After a pause, he added, "Also, young man, today I tell a truth, free fighting does not originate from martial arts, understand? Don't talk nonsense in public in the future, that will only make people look down on you." ”

Summer also smiled, "Did you know that I said that kickboxing originated from martial arts?"

After a pause, a look of impatience suddenly appeared on his face, "I don't want to argue with you about this now, since you said that traditional martial arts are rubbish, come, fight with me." ”

After that, Xia put one hand behind his back, raised the other arm, and hooked his fingers, "Lao Tzu let you have one hand!"

"What did you say?"

"Boy, you're too blind. ”

Before Shuang Rendong could speak, the faces of the people around him clamored one after another, glaring angrily one by one, and glaring at Xia Xia extremely unkindly.

Shuangrendong waved his hand to stop his companion, and then smiled coldly, "I saw it when you fought with people just now, and that's it, it's all unruly shows." ”

After a pause, the conversation changed, and his voice was high, "I don't bother to fight with you, and you don't deserve to fight with me, young man, you better step away, this is not a place for you to go wild." ”

This is naturally not Shuangrendong's true words.

In fact, quite the opposite.

When he saw Summer's skills just now, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and when he compared with each other, he found that he was not absolutely sure of winning the other party.

Now that he is under public opinion, he has been completely pushed to the authoritative throne representing free fighting, and he doesn't want to capsize in the gutter.

"Haha. ”

Summer didn't laugh angrily, the laughter was short, stopped the voice, raised his hand and pointed at the other party, "Trash." ”

After a pause, he swept to the free-fighting masters around him, "You are the same, all of you are a bunch of garbage. What a few things!"

After that, turn around and leave.

"Presumptuous!"

At this time, a middle-aged man beside Shuangrendong suddenly shouted, "You are a little student, I don't know how thick the sky is, how can I, Miao Feixiong, allow a junior like you to make a big fuss, today I will replace your elders to teach you how to be a person." ”

As he spoke, he strode forward.

"In place of my elders?"

Summer's face suddenly turned cold, "What are you!"

Sou.

The middle-aged man had just taken two steps, only to feel a flower in front of him, and then he saw that summer was approaching.

"Get out!"

As soon as the words fell.

Summer's left hand is still behind his back, but the palm of his right hand is already attached to the chest of the middle-aged man.

He first pushed his palm lightly, then shook violently, then shrank, and finally shook like a cobra in an instant.

Push and swing.

Shrink and shake.

Charge!

Inch hit!

Boom!

A sound came like thunder, and the middle-aged man screamed, and the whole person flew out.

Bang!

His entire body smashed on Shuang Rendong's body, and then there was a series of exclamations and muffled sounds.

Including Shuangrendong, seven or eight people were smashed to the ground.

The power of the palm!