0058 Who Else?

Who else in chapter 0058?

Zhao Fei is not Mo Fan's opponent, that's because Zhao Fei is just a blue belt.

The coach is a black belt, and there is a difference of two big grades in the middle, and it is still a second rank.

"This man is doomed. ”

Almost everyone decided that Mo Fan had lost, including the fat man.

As soon as the fat man came out of the bathroom, he saw Mo Fan flying with his back to Zhao Fei, whose movements were as handsome as the savage collision in the online game legend, and he was dumbfounded.

His new tablemate is also a little too murderous.

No wonder after provoking Zhang Chao and Zhao Fei, they are still so calm.

Before, he thought Mo Fan was too arrogant, but now he feels that he doesn't know his table mate too well.

However, after Mo Fan overturned Zhao Fei, he went to provoke the coach again.

Mo Fan didn't know how powerful the coach was, but he knew it very well.

Before, a ruffian showed affection with a female classmate in a taekwondo class, and was looked at by the coach and named by the coach to practice.

As a result, he was kicked by the coach in one round, causing the audience to laugh.

This ruffian had a grudge in his heart, and took advantage of the evening after school to block the coach's way home with 6 or 7 little hooligans.

I wanted to teach the coach a lesson, but who knew that 6 or 7 little hooligans were dealt with by the coach with three strikes and five divided by two.

Not only was the ruffian have his leg broken by the instructor, but he was also taken to the police station.

Since that incident, very few people have provoked this Sven-looking coach.

Seeing that Mo Fan was about to go to the ring, the fat man hurriedly persuaded worriedly:

"Mo Fan, forget it, it's just an apology, or I'll apologize for you. ”

"What are you apologizing, fatty, you think too highly of yourself, right?" Ding Junfei sneered.

"If you can't fight, if you don't dare to play, you should quickly apologize to the coach and kneel. Someone shouted, lest there be no chaos in the world.

"That's it, just be quick if you admit it, big men are really ink, you see how many men there are coaches. ”

"The coach is so handsome. ”

……

In the ring, the coach listened to the shouts around him and looked down at Mo Fan, his face full of self-satisfaction.

Dealing with this kid will not only show the tone just now, but his prestige among the students will also be greatly increased, which will also help him in the future.

"Don't worry, it's just a real combat exercise, so far, I won't be as ruthless as you just now. ”

Seeing that Mo Fan was delayed, the coach smiled and gave Mo Fan a dose of reassurance, and got Mo Fan up first.

went to the ring, his fists and feet had no eyes, he only had two black belts, and he couldn't send and receive them freely every time.

Mo Fan smiled disapprovingly, and said to the fat man: "It's just a black belt, and I've cleaned it up." ”

The fat man was stunned, he didn't know where Mo Fan's confidence came from, but he didn't stop it again.

"You be careful, if you can't admit it. ”

Mo Fan nodded, accepted the fat man's kindness, and walked into the ring step by step.

Compared to the coach's backflip, Mo Fan walked up step by step, and he was so weak that he burst out, which immediately attracted a burst of boos.

"I thought he would do it lightly. ”

"Qinggong, you've read too many novels, he can't even do the posture of a coach. ”

Mo Fan didn't seem to hear it, what is light work, flying in the air will be a piece of cake for him in the future.

Of course, how could these spells be seen by mortals if they wanted to see them?

"Come on, let me see if it's your black belt or your hands are darker?" Mo Fan walked into the ring and said coldly.

The coach frowned and snorted coldly.

He usually looks tepid, but in fact he is very violent inside.

Otherwise, how could a student be interrupted and thrown to the police station.

It is also possible for a 15- or 6-year-old girl to have five miscarriages in a year and never have children again.

He is just usually in front of students, and he is better disguised.

was provoked by Mo Fan three times and twice, he already held a grudge, and his subordinates naturally would not show mercy.

The coach shouted, one accelerated, and in the blink of an eye he reached Mo Fan, and the other swung his legs.

"Smack!" a crisp sound sounded in the leg of his trousers, and the autumn wind swept towards Mo Fan like a fallen leaf.

Mo Fan's toes tapped lightly, and his body quickly stepped back.

The coach seemed to have expected that as soon as his foot landed, with the power of his body's whirlwind, his body soared directly into the air, and with a 270-degree whirlwind kick, he continued to attack Mo Fan.

Before my feet arrived, I felt a dull tingling pain on my face.

"En?" Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

The strength of the black belt should not be underestimated, the strength of this coach is about the same as Ah Hao, even faster than Ah Hao, and he has a lot of combat experience.

This is only two black belts, I wonder what the fourth black belt will be like?

Roundabout kicks, continuous kicks, like a storm, impenetrable attack on Mo Fan.

Not only did he play beautifully, which made people can't help but applaud, but it also gave people a feeling that Mo Fan was beaten and had no power to fight back.

Offstage, Ding Junjie smiled, "Isn't this kid crazy, he knocked Zhao Fei unconscious all of a sudden, why didn't he fight back at this time?"

"The coach is so powerful, this person is not the coach's opponent at all, and he dares to be disrespectful to the coach, this kid has suffered a lot. ”

The coach saw that Mo Fan only knew how to dodge, and he was proud and a little annoyed at the same time.

He did a lot of movements, but he didn't touch Mo Fan in the slightest.

"Boy, is that all you know is to hide?"

Mo Fan knew the level of this coach, and he was not interested in watching him perform here again.

"If I don't hide, can you perform for so long?" Mo Fan said with a smile.

"Boy, you're looking for death. With fire in his eyes, the coach rose up, his body rotated 360 degrees in the air, and a split leg smashed into Mo Fan's head like Mount Tai pressing the top.

"That's the point?" Mo Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and this kick was more than twice as powerful as Zhao Fei's kick just now.

If it hits the head, the concussion is mild and may turn into a vegetative state.

That's exactly what the coach thinks, Mo Fan hasn't even learned taekwondo, and he is definitely not the second generation of rich and the second generation of officials.

Such a poor student was injured "accidentally", and he couldn't help it, and he could only blame Mo Fan for talking too much and his humble identity.

Seeing that this kick was about to hit Mo Fan's head, Mo Fan suddenly made a move.

The speed was like electricity, and he grabbed the coach's feet steadily, and the strength in his hands was not smaller than that of the coach, but much greater, and the coach's movements suddenly stopped.

The other hand was clenched into a fist and quickly landed on the acupuncture points such as Coach Yong, Zusanli, Qihai, and Neiguan.

The coach only felt that these places were slightly numb, and he, who was originally full of energy, was poked a few times by Mo Fan, as if he had lost all his strength.

If these acupuncture points are damaged, they will not hurt their lives, but will only weaken their limbs and make their whole body sleepy.

After a long time, it will lead to inaction, even if this coach has the heart to molest female students, he does not have the ability.

After doing this, Mo Fan grabbed the coach's feet, picked up the coach, and threw him into the corner of the ring like grabbing a dead dog.

"Bang!" the coach snorted, just like Zhao Fei, fainted.

Mo Fan didn't pay any attention to the coach, his eyes swept to the stage, and asked domineeringly, "Is there anyone else who wants to try?"

The entire taekwondo gym was silent.