"I'm the president of the taekwondo club now?"

until leaving the gymnasium.

Su Linyan was still immersed in shock.

She just brought Mu Junlin to kick the field to avenge the beating of people in the taekwondo club before.

Why now, even the community belongs to itself?

Such a change was so exaggerated that she didn't even react to it, and looked at Mu Junlin in a daze, still reminiscing about everything that happened in the gymnasium.

"You don't have anything to ask again, do you?"

Mu Junlin turned his head.

Su Linyan was staring at him, motionless.

It's that kind of affectionate look again, and he is a little scared when he sees it.

"Is that okay?"

Su Linyan glanced tentatively at Mu Junlin.

Mu Junlin simply refused: "No!"

helped before, it was for the sake of the third grandfather's face.

With this time, it is better to take it at home and accompany Jiang Wan more comfortably.

"But what do you want to know, you should know at the antiques conference. ”

Mu Junlin added.

Su Linyan's dark eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"

"Then I and my grandfather will be there the day after tomorrow!"

"But why is it an antique conference, could it be that you are really Qingluan's ......?"

Su Linyan's curiosity suddenly surged up again.

Just when she couldn't help but want to ask, in the gymnasium in the rear, two figures suddenly came out, it was actually Tan Wu and Zheng Sheng, who walked quickly in the direction of Mu Junlin.

"Wait!"

The two caught up with the Pastoral King's Landing.

Su Linyan looked at the two of them, with a thick hostility in his eyes: "What are you two doing here?"

"Of course there is. ”

Tan Wu smiled at Mu Junlin, although he was not respectful, but his attitude was much better than before.

"How about we discuss something?"

"I didn't have a good attitude towards you before. ”

"But this taekwondo club is what I have worked hard to run, I will give you 20,000 yuan now, how about you re-establish this position as president and give it back to me?"

Mu Junlin smiled.

It turned out that the two of them came to return to the post of president of taekwondo.

He said lightly: "This position is not in my hands now, what is the use of you discussing with me?"

"Shepherd's Landing, don't pretend. ”

Mu Junlin's fluttering appearance made Zheng Sheng beside him can't help but scold angrily: "Who doesn't know, this position of president can't be changed by you with a word?"

"I'll tell you, you've fooled the ancient, but you can't fool me, I dare to conclude that what "Ancient Eagle Feet" modification just now, you must have made a trick!"

"Although your methods seem to be powerful, I don't believe it!"

Zheng Sheng took a step forward, pinched his fingers and clicked, his eyes were defiant: "By the way, I almost forgot, you two are here to kick the gym today, right?"

"If you have the ability, you will have a fight with Lao Tzu?"

This arrogant posture made Su Linyan so angry that he couldn't help but want to scold.

In the gymnasium, the two of them were submissive in front of Gu Changkun, and now that Gu Changkun had just left, he actually came to arrogantly ask for the position of president of taekwondo.

Moreover, she was also worried about the strength of Mu Junlin.

After all, Su Linyan had never seen Mu Junlin make a move, this Zheng Sheng and Tan Wu were both taekwondo disciples who had practiced for several years, if they were really right, I am afraid it would be difficult to get any benefits.

"Hahaha, without Gu Changkun, you will be cowardly?"

Zheng Sheng's eyes were full of banter when he looked at Mu Junlin, as if he wanted to vent the humiliation he had suffered before: "Hehe, have you ever practiced taekwondo? ”

"I really don't know taekwondo. ”

Mu Junlin shook his head.

Hearing this, Zheng Sheng became even more proud.

He glanced at his mouth, his face full of mockery: "I said earlier, your methods must be fooling the ancient." ”

The corners of Tan Wu's mouth also hung a smile.

At first, he thought that Mu Junlin had some real skills, so he didn't dare to follow.

Now take a look.

It's just pretended!

I really don't know what he tore up on "Gu Hawk's Feet", even Gu Changkun was able to deceive him.

Mu Junlin looked at him with a smile: "So, you have to fight me?"

"What, you're scared?"

Zheng Sheng smiled arrogantly, stretched out his hand to poke Mu Junlin's head, and said word by word:

"If you're scared, quickly give up the position of taekwondo president. ”

"This isn't something you can covet!"

Mu Junlin shook his head and smiled: "What I'm worried about is that you are too weak to carry my feet." ”

"Can't hold your foot?"

Zheng Sheng repeated to Tan Wu.

He wondered if he had misheard.

"Do you know what Lao Tzu's strength is?"

Zheng Sheng took a step back and distanced himself from Mu Junlin.

He then did a standard backflip and then kicked sideways into a large tree on campus that was hard for two people to hug each other.

"Bang!"

The force was so great that the big tree he kicked shook twice vigorously, and a large number of leaves, like snowflakes, fell one after another.

Passers-by erupted in exclamations.

"it!"

is worthy of being the first person under Tan Wu in the Taekwondo Club!

"Look at my kick, how?"

Zheng Sheng looked at Mu Junlin unruly, waiting for the latter to show an expression of amazement.

"But that's it. ”

Mu Junlin stepped on his left foot and appeared opposite the big tree that Zheng Sheng was kicking, and his right foot kicked out like a quick whip.

Zheng Sheng subconsciously sneered: "You can also kick this tree?"

"Bang!"

Halfway through the conversation.

He was like a rooster that had been pinched by the throat in an instant, his expression was shocked, and his eyes were terrified to the extreme.

In his sight, at the point where Mu Jun landed, a crack instantly appeared on the surface of the big tree.

The leaves above the tree have not fallen, but the whole tree has been completely broken at the waist.

Mu Junlin kicked and broke a tree six or seven meters high!

"How is this possible, how is it possible......"

Zheng Sheng was frightened, and his feet couldn't help but tremble.

The pride in his heart, his confidence in taekwondo, all of this was shattered by Mu Junlin's kick.

"Click, click—"

The trunk of the tree is bent and makes a sound that does not look at the burden.

Then he stood up to Zheng Sheng and fell down with a bang.

"I, I ......"

Zheng Sheng was stunned.

He wanted to run, but the soles of his feet seemed to be glued, and he couldn't move at all, and as he watched the tree trunk get closer and closer, he could only instinctively stretch out his hands to keep it.

But how can Zheng Sheng's strength withstand such a weight?

"Bang!"

A dull crash, mixed with the scalp-tingling sound of bones breaking, sounded suddenly.

Zheng Sheng didn't even let out a wail, and the whole person was completely crushed into the ground by the big tree.

"What about you?"

Mu Junlin turned around at this time, looked at Tan Wu, and grinned.

"Do you think you can handle me?"

"I, I ......"

Tan Wu recovered from his fright, and his face instantly turned as white as paper.