"Can't hold on to it? I should have said that, right?" Park Deshuang snorted coldly.

Although Lu Yifan had just defeated Chen Jiang with one move, after all, Park Deshuang was an old man who had practiced taekwondo for many years, and he was still very confident in himself.

At this time, the students who were unhappy with Pu Deshuang's attitude towards the Chinese people also began to cheer for Lu Yifan.

"Come on!"

"Defeat this damned stick!"

"'Ahh

"I've long been unhappy that this stick takes our country's salary and looks down on the people of our country!"

"Defeat him, senior sister will help you warm up the bed at night!"

When Lu Yifan heard this, he turned his head to look.

I saw a fat girl with a fat head and big ears who ate and was like a pig, and threw her eyes at Lu Yifan excitedly.

was so scared that he almost surrendered.

Did this Nima encourage him or threaten him?

"Come on! Let this group of Chinese students see how powerful our country's national quintessence is!

In front of me, how powerless is your so-called Jeet Kune Do!" Park Deshuang stepped forward on the field, full of aura.

"Hmph, the lackeys of the United States, deploying THAAD for your master at home, and stealing the history and culture of our country, shameless as your stick, I can be regarded as having seen it.

Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!" Lu Yifan put his hands behind his back and stood still, looking like a master.

Jeet Kune Do is an infinitely changing technique, which must firmly grasp the loopholes and flaws of the opponent's use of moves, and improvise to form an attack + counterattack technique to counterattack the opponent, in order to overcome the attack, to prevent the attack, to counterattack the attack. If the enemy attacks, we attack, and when the enemy moves, we move, the purpose is to save and shorten the attack distance.

Rather than saying that Jeet Kune Do is a kind of kung fu, it is better to say that it is a philosophy, a kind of thought, and a sublimation of the soul.

Taekwondo, a kind of kung fu that is just a physical practice, how can it be compared with Jeet Kune Do, which integrates the essence of Chinese martial arts?

"Humph!" Park snorted angrily, ran a run, and then flew in the air like Red in a Street Fighter game and kicked a dozen kicks in a row.

The sharp foot wind, which had not yet arrived, made everyone around feel a faint stinging sensation of being blown by the hurricane on their faces.

"What a lot of force! What a sharp footwork!"

Someone around couldn't help but exclaim.

This Park Deokshuang deserves to be the triple crown champion of Taekwondo in South Korea!

It is not unreasonable for Jiang University to hire him as a coach with a high salary.

This kind of person is arrogant, but he does have arrogant capital.

"Brother Fan won't be kicked away by this stick, right?" the fat cow couldn't help but turn his head and said in horror.

"Fuck your uncle, Brother Fan is invincible, how can he be defeated by a stick?" Li Hui scolded.

But there was also a hint of worry in his eyes.

He was a soldier and had also learned some taekwondo.

You can see how strong Park Dek Shuang really is!

If Lu Yifan is passively defending, he will encounter the stormy offensive of Park Deshuang and fall into a stalemate of being unable to fight back.

However, what Li Hui didn't expect was that Lu Yifan on the field just turned up the corners of his mouth slightly, raised one hand slightly, and grabbed one foot of Pu Deshuang's whole body in an instant.

"How is it possible!" Pu De's pupils shrank suddenly, even if he overestimated Lu Yifan, he didn't expect the opponent to be able to break his attack so easily.

"Taekwondo Grandmaster......?"

Lu Yifan grabbed Pu Deshuang's feet, slammed it hard, and smashed it towards the floor!

Boom!

The sound of Park Deok's double body slamming on the ground seemed to shake the entire taekwondo gym.

He himself was smashed and dizzy.

Lu Yifan's hands were like iron tongs, and Pu Deshuang, who was in the tongs, felt that his bones were about to break.

"Assi, mongrel Chinese, let go!" Park Deshuang scolded angrily.

It's okay not to scold, this scolding, Lu Yifan is even more unlikely to let go.

Grabbing Pu Deshuang's feet, Lu Yifan smashed the floor more than a dozen times in a row!

The smashed floor shattered and countless large craters were created!

In the cracks on the ground, there are countless thoughts and blood!

Look at Park Deshuang again, there is no part of the whole body that is good.

The bones of the whole body were smashed by Lu Yifan, most of the teeth were lost, the bridge of the nose was also broken, and the whole person curled up on the ground unconsciously, trembling, and even had no strength to moan.

"Is this the so-called taekwondo? It's too weak!" Lu Yifan said lightly.

There was silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

No one expected that Lu Yifan could really win, and he was a tyrannical opponent!

"The triple crown champion was knocked out by Lu Yifan with one move, doesn't that mean that he is better than the world champion?"

Someone said in horror.

Lu Yifan looked around the people in the gymnasium lightly and said, "Now, does anyone still want our computer people to move books?"

As soon as these words came out, only those present knew that the feelings were that the people of the Sports Institute wanted to bully the people of the Academy, but they didn't expect to meet such a hard character.

"You...... You dare to beat the teacher like this, I'm going to sue the principal!"

That time, comparable to the world sprint champion!

It's like you're going to die here if you slow down for a second!

It didn't take long for the principal to come over.

The people from the Sports Institute pointed at Lu Yifan and said, "Principal Zhang, he is the one who beat Chen Jiang and Coach Park like this!"

"He is so vicious, Jiang Da can't keep this kind of person!"

"Yes, fire him!"

Zhang Yibo took a look, the person standing in the middle of the dust was not his benefactor Lu Yifan!

"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Yibo asked in a deep voice with a gloomy face.

"Headmaster, the people from their sports institute asked us to do rough work, but if we refuse, Chen Jiang will teach Brother Fan a lesson.

That Coach Park also couldn't get used to us Huaxia people, so he wanted to beat Brother Fan.

From beginning to end, they are the ones who stir up trouble!" said Fat Niu angrily.

"Nonsense, principal! Don't listen to them! Chen Jiang is the son of a big family, how could he provoke trouble first?"

"Yes, they're spewing blood!"

"The headmaster fires them!"

Because of Chen Jiang's relationship, the people in the HKSI can be said to be accustomed to being powerful.

After all, the people of the Chen family, Zhang Yibo did not dare to offend easily.

If it were someone else, he might have been fired.

But this person in front of him is a master of Lu Yifan!

How dare Zhang Yibo touch his old man!

"Yifan, do you think it should be handled well?"

Zhang Yibo's words made everyone present stunned.

How do you feel that this Zhang Yibo is not questioning Lu Yifan, but humbly asking Lu Yifan what he means?

Lu Yifan glanced at the students of the Sports Academy who were shouting and smiled faintly.

That smile is like a devil in the eyes of everyone!

It's terrifying!