This foot down, as long as it can be hit, Qin Zhiming has the confidence to make Ye Qingsoul's legs unstable and fall to his knees on the spot!

Such a blow can naturally make all this guy's previous wild words become a joke, and the prestige of the entire Taekwondo Club will not only not be hit at all, but will be even worse than before!

Syllable!

His trouser legs trembled, his strength poured out, and he made a sound like firecrackers, and the fierce wind rushed in his face, stabbing his cheeks with pain.

Ye Qingsoul's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

This Qin Zhiming really has two hits, and in terms of this kick alone, he is no weaker than many martial artists at the level of external strength.

Seeing that his moves are so relaxed and casual, his movements are skillful, and there is no jerkiness, obviously, such moves are just ordinary for him, not a full blow.

In this way, this guy's martial arts talent is also remarkable, coupled with his handsome appearance and the identity of the president of the Taekwondo Club, it is no wonder that he is so popular among girls.

"It's a pity...... Wrong kung fu!"

He shook his head, his face flat and without any fluctuations.

"Sure enough, it's Qin Zhiming!"

On the side, Yang Wu's eyes were excited, full of schadenfreude.

As a taekwondo master, he can naturally see the weight of Qin Zhiming's kick, and even the taekwondo teacher at the school is probably far inferior to Qin Zhiming's level.

If he faced this kick by himself, I am afraid that before he could react, he would be kicked directly and flew away, and if he was unlucky, he might even break a few bones, and life or death depended on Qin Zhiming's mood.

Just by the little deflated three in front of him, hum......

He waited for the moment when Ye Qingsoul screamed and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

However, in the next second, as soon as Qin Zhiming's kick fell, Ye Qingsoul directly stretched out a hand and pushed it horizontally with one palm.

In an instant, that huge force suddenly disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

Qin Zhiming was slightly stunned, only to feel that Ye Qingsoul's palm was like a round ball that was spinning and dripping, and he could easily unload all his strength.

Before he could react, a greater force erupted violently, and with a bang, Qin Zhiming instantly stood unsteadily, hurriedly retracted his legs, and retreated several steps in a row.

A tingling sensation faintly came, and Qin Zhiming subconsciously wanted to move his leg, but he felt a burst of soreness, and he couldn't help it.

"Actually...... Actually blocked?"

This scene stunned everyone.

Moreover, it seems that Qin Zhiming has suffered a little loss?

What are you kidding, Qin Zhiming is one of the pride of Jinling University, a rare martial arts genius, not only won all kinds of taekwondo awards in China, but also went abroad to fight the birthplace of taekwondo, and those people in the country of sticks are convinced.

This guy in front of him, who is not well-known, can actually beat Qin Zhiming back?

"It must be that Qin Zhiming didn't take it seriously just now, it's definitely like this!"

"That's right, it's Qin Zhiming who is letting him! Look at that guy's proud appearance, isn't he just taking advantage of a little bit?

All kinds of voices sounded like self-deception.

Qin Zhiming forced his composure, looked at Ye Qingsoul and asked, "You just ...... What kind of kung fu is that?"

Ye Qingsoul smiled faintly, and said casually: "Huaxia Kung Fu, how is it, how is it compared to your taekwondo?

"Arrogant! you deserve it too?"

Qin Zhiming's face was annoyed, and when he held his body strongly, he attacked Ye Qing's soul again.

Bang bang bang!

He stomped on the ground and made an astonishing explosion.

It's just that in the eyes of those who know how to do it, it can obviously be seen that Qin Zhiming already has one leg at this moment and is unable to move, which greatly restrains his offensive.

"If you know that you are invincible, you have to do it, so why bother?"

"You couldn't help me just now, but now it's useful?"

Ye Qingsoul shook his head, stood still, and let Qin Zhiming rush towards him.

Only when Qin Zhiming's fists and kicks were about to hit his body, Ye Qingsoul dodged casually, his expression was flat, as if he was strolling leisurely.

"This is the strength of your Taekwondo Club?"

"This is the confidence of you people who are arrogant and unreasonable?"

"Genius boy, conquered the country of sticks, are the people of the country of sticks all straw bales?"

......

"Ahhh

Qin Zhiming erupted into a roar, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

Ye Qingsoul's calm words brought him an unprecedented blow, making him forget the slight discomfort of his body, forgetting the proportionality of his shot, punching and kicking, becoming more and more aggressive, and even began to attack the vicious, indiscriminate, and even fatal parts.

However, all his actions had no effect.

Ye Qingsoul is like a fluttering goose feather, the more he tries to pounce, the more he brings this goose feather a bigger action, dodging left and right flexibly and easily, and his posture is leisurely.

"Damn!"

Qin Zhiming was panting, he had long lost his previous demeanor, and looked at Ye Qingsoul with red eyes: "Can you only dodge?"

"You want me to do it?"

Ye Qingsoul's gaze fell on him, and he chuckled: "Fulfill you." ”

When the words fell, I saw him step out suddenly, a finger as fast as lightning, and in an instant, it was imprinted on Qin Zhiming's eyebrows.

In an instant, a majestic killing intent raged out undisguisedly, and Qin Zhiming's body shook suddenly, almost instinctively producing a great sense of fear, and trembling uncontrollably.

His mind went blank, and he lost almost all conscious activity in that instant.

When he finally came back to his senses, Ye Qingsoul's finger had already pointed on the center of his eyebrows, although there was no next move, but he could clearly feel that in that seemingly fragile slender finger, a terrifying force that was enough to penetrate his skull could be swallowed at any moment.

Maybe this was just an illusion, but it was enough for Qin Zhiming to feel the shadow of death that he had never experienced, under the great horror of life and death, his body was motionless and extremely well-behaved.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and the audience watched this scene in silence, looking at the invincible god of war in their hearts, being restrained by such a simple gesture, and they didn't even dare to speak.

"Convinced?"

Ye Qingsoul looked at Qin Zhiming and said lightly.

A bead of sweat the size of a bean rolled down Qin Zhiming's sideburns.

There was a mixture of struggle, unwillingness, and humiliation in his eyes, but in the end, everything turned into a strong fear of the man in front of him.

He finally lowered his head, and even said with a little humility: "Obey, obey ......"