Zhejiang Provincial University Sanda Club.

There were more than a dozen students in the room, and they were sitting around them, with four people standing in the middle of the field.

Three of them stood together, apparently in a line, while the other youth stood alone on one side.

"Come on, you guys go up together, and I'll show you a good demonstration of the actual combat use of sanda!"

The young man commanded.

"Yes, President!"

As soon as the words fell, the three people immediately set up an attack and drove and rushed towards the young man!

It's just that in less than 5 seconds, those three people were knocked to the ground by a few sharp moves from the young man!

"That's amazing!"

"It's worthy of being the president, so strong!"

"Really amazing!"

“……”

The surrounding students immediately applauded enthusiastically, looking at the young man standing proudly in the center of the field, their eyes were full of admiration and respect.

That young man is the president of their Sanda Club, Pan Ye!

"How about it, Yang Ming, I didn't lie to you, the president of our Sanda Club is very powerful!"

A young man patted the freshman student next to him and said ostentatiously.

"Uh-huh, it's really amazing!"

The student known as Yang Ming nodded, looking at Pan Ye's eyes with a respectful light: "I have been learning taekwondo since I was a child, and it can be seen that President Pan is very professional in terms of momentum, movements, and hitting positions, he must be a master who has really experienced a lot of actual combat!"

"Of course!"

The young man smiled and said proudly: "Don't you know, our President Pan was the boss of the school when he was in high school, and he once singled out more than a dozen bastards in the society by himself, and with his superb sanda skills, he beat them to the ground, and in the end, even those people in society didn't dare to trouble him!"

"Ah...... I didn't expect President Pan to have such an experience, it's really amazing!"

Yang Ming looked at Pan Ye's eyes with more respect.

"It's natural to be powerful, I'm sure that among our peers in the entire Zhejiang Province, there is absolutely no opponent of President Pan!"

Yang Ming subconsciously wanted to nod, but someone suddenly came to mind in his mind, and suddenly there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he shook his head and said, "No, senior! I know that there is someone who must be more powerful than President Pan!"

As he spoke, Yang Ming recalled a few months ago, when he was still in his third year of high school in Hangshan City, and he was also studying sanda in Pengfei Sanda Hall.

"I will never forget that day, when I was studying sanda in the martial arts hall, a teenager suddenly broke into the martial arts hall with a junior high school student, and that boy defeated ten sanda teachers with one enemy of ten!" Yang Ming said.

"What, with one enemy and ten, defeated a teacher who teaches sanda? Yang Ming, are you kidding?"

The senior obviously didn't believe it, shook his head and said with a smile, those who can teach sanda are at least national third-level athletes, you must know that their president Pan Ye has just been promoted to the national second-level athlete, if it is true, obviously that person's strength is above Pan Ye!

Yang Ming didn't explain, but continued: "Not only that, the martial arts gym where I am is is called Pengfei Sanda Hall, senior, I don't know if you know our country's former Sanda Olympic runner-up Wang Pengfei?"

"Of course I know, I used to see him on TV a lot, and I adore him!"

"However, even our Curator Wang was defeated by that young man's move!"

Yang Ming's tone suddenly became serious, and he said word by word.

"How is that possible!"

The senior didn't believe it at all, shook his head and said, "Hahaha...... Yang Ming, that's not how you joke, what you said is too fake, Sanda Olympic runner-up, lost to a teenager of the same age as us?

"Alas...... Senior, what I'm saying is true. ”

Yang Ming saw that he didn't believe it, and he could only sigh helplessly, he really regretted that he didn't remember the other party's name and appearance that time, otherwise as long as the young man pointed him out casually, I am afraid that his strength would improve by leaps and bounds.

However, Yang Ming didn't know that the young man he admired and respected the most in his heart was in the same school as him, and he never dreamed that that person was none other than Chu Feng!

"President, President!"

At this moment, Sun Dong ran in in a hurry.

"What's the matter, Sun Dong, what are you doing in a panic?" Pan Ye asked.

"President Pan, those bastards of the Karate Club not only look down on our Sanda Club, but also want to snatch Colonel Xu's flower from us, and also give us a war letter, I have already taken the war book for you, you must teach them a hard lesson!"

Sun Dong said indignantly.

"Huh?"

Pan Ye frowned, they have a long-standing grudge with the Karate Club, and now the Karate Club dares to make an inch, so let's see the real chapter under our hands!

"Let's go, meet them!"

Pan Ye snorted coldly, and the morale of a group of people was immediately boosted, and they followed him and walked to the competition venue.

At this time, hundreds of students had gathered in the competition venue, and they all saw the news from the post bar and rushed over immediately.

Taekwondo Club VS Karate Club, this is a rare sight in a hundred years!

In front of everyone's eyes, Pan Ye directly took off his coat, stood on the high platform, and said coldly: "Zhang Liyong, what about Jiro Kono of your karate club, won't you dare to come?"

"Hehe, do you think our president will be afraid of you?"

As soon as Zhang Liyong's words fell, there was a sound of mighty footsteps at the door.

The person who came was the president of the karate club, Jiro Kono!

Jiro Kono was handsome, and as soon as he appeared, it caused a commotion among many girls, and he walked straight to the high platform and fought against Pan Ye.

"Jiro Kono, your karate club has deceived people too many times, and today I will definitely teach you a lesson!" Pan Ye snorted coldly.

"Just you?"

Jiro Kono looked at him with contempt and said in Chinese, which he was not fluent in: "In your Chinese dialect, your so-called Sanda is just a three-legged cat kung fu, and only our karate is the strongest fighting technique in the world!"

When he said this, many Chinese students felt extremely unhappy in their hearts.

All of a sudden, there was tension on the high platform, and the momentum was extremely tense!

"In that case, let's stop talking nonsense and start fighting!"

As soon as the words fell, Pan Ye preemptively rushed forward with a wave of anger!

He leapt high into the air and kicked Kono hard with a standard volley.

"Sure enough, it's three-legged cat kung fu, in my opinion, it's all flaws, looking for death!"

Kono Jiro showed disdain in his eyes, and directly faced him, rushed to the top of his knee, and slammed into Pan Ye's abdomen!

Pan Ye's face suddenly changed drastically, and he knelt on the ground, clutching his abdomen in severe pain!

Jiro Kono condescended to look at the Chinese students in the audience, stretched out his finger and shook it, his tone was more disdainful and disdainful.

"This is your Huaxia Sanda?"

"Hehe, it's more vulnerable than I imagined, it's just garbage in garbage!"

(End of chapter)