Facing Kim Jong-deok's oncoming leg and the second consecutive kick hidden behind this leg, Zhao Chen was unhurried and his face was indifferent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He lifted his feet in great order, then stomped down and stepped on the floor.

The whole person's back is tense, and his right fist is clenched violently!

Then Zhao Chen shouted in a low voice: "Ha! ”

Zhao Chen shouted in a low voice, and his voice was like thunder, which affected Kim Jong-deok's thoughts.

The whole body is like a bow, the fist is as fierce as an arrow, and in an instant, a move full of strength collapsed to meet the kick that Kim Jong-deok had already kicked.

Bajiquan pays attention to the strength of inches and the outbreak of short fists, so I'm afraid that you won't be strong with it!

Kim Jong-deok had nothing to hide, and his eyes were horrified.

How could there be such a strong punch! How did he do it!

Bang! ――

The inch fist was in the middle of the footboard, and then Zhao Chen turned his fist into a palm, exerted force under his feet, and the whole person stepped forward suddenly.

When Kim Jong-deok didn't react, he could only stare at Zhao Chen's hands and hold his right leg violently.

He subconsciously wanted to kick Zhao Chen with his other leg, wanting to get out of the way, but Zhao Chen kicked out with his right foot again.

The timing of this kick was extremely quintessential, and it happened to kick on the knee of Kim Jong-deok's left leg, and the strength of the foot exploded, almost not kicking the knee of the left leg!

Kim Jong-deok endured the pain, shrank his body, bent over to support the ground with his hands, and his right leg was also pushing hard to get off.

However, how could Zhao Chen give him this opportunity.

He twisted Kim Jong-dek's right leg, pulled it suddenly, clenched his left arm into a fist, raised it high, and blasted out again, this time hitting Kim Jong-deok's right calf.

Kim Jong-deok suddenly felt a sharp pain coming, along the god level in his body, stimulating his brain, making his eyes dark.

Then Zhao Chen let go of the hand that was holding Kim Jong-deok's right leg and let him fall to the ground.

As soon as Jin Zhengde felt that he was let go by Zhao Chen, he didn't have time to rejoice slightly, and saw Zhao Chen's footsteps wide open, stepping forward.

Before Kim Zhengde landed, he was hit in the stomach by Zhao Chen.

Bang! ――

Kim Jong-deok screamed and fell to the ground, his body trembling and his face as pale as paper.

He curled up together, holding his stomach with one hand and his right calf with the other.

"Ahh

There is no majesty of a sixth-dan black belt master in front of the students on weekdays.

Three punches!

Zhang Junbao's two punches and one kick knocked Wu Yifan unconscious.

Zhao Chen also only used three punches to beat Kim Jong-dek to the point that he had no strength to fight anymore.

It is estimated that any seven or eight-year-old child can toss Kim Jong-deok, who is curled up on the ground and howling constantly.

"Really weak." Zhao Chen let go of his clenched fists, crossed his hands together and loosened his bones, shook his head again, and made a crackling sound.

Young Master Ben hasn't warmed up yet! Zhao Chen's heart was full of disappointment.

The surrounding students and coaches looked at Zhao Chen, their eyes full of horror.

If it is said that Zhang Junbao can still accept Wu Yifan's defeat, then Zhao Chen's three punches to beat Kim Zhengde to the ground will make them feel very shocked.

That's a master of the sixth rank of the black belt in taekwondo!

Taekwondo's basically highest force is the sixth dan black belt!

Although there are seven to nine dans after taekwondo, those are mixed up by seniority, and their strength is still in the sixth dan of taekwondo!

Terror!

There are only two words left in the minds of the students and coaches.

"How?" Zhao Chen didn't look at Kim Zhengde who was curled up on the ground, but said to Zhang Junbao on the side.

Zhang Junbao nodded and said seriously: "Not bad." ”

Zhao Chen and he didn't use the internal qi of the Qi Sense, they all relied on their own martial arts skills and the grasp of the timing of the battle, so that they could solve the opponent in three moves in such a situation.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Taekwondo is too weak and has too many defects, if it is replaced by other martial artists, if Zhang Junbao and Zhao Chen do not use the internal qi of the Qi Sense Realm, it will be difficult to solve the opponent in three moves.

At this time, one of the students stood up, and although he could not hide the fear in his eyes, he still said, "You ...... If you deliberately hurt people like this, aren't you afraid of being arrested by the police! You'd better get out of here, or I'll call the police!" ”

It was evident that he had mustered up great courage to say these words.

Zhao Chen turned his head and glanced at this person.

Wearing glasses, Sven looks, and a taekwondo uniform does not hide his urban white-collar temperament.

"Call the police?" Zhao Chen smiled and pointed to Jin Zhengde and Wu Yifan who were lying on the ground, "They have to pull us over to duel, our skills are not as good as others, and at most we will pay for medical expenses." ”

As a martial arts family, Zhao Chen naturally will not be afraid, although Zhao Chen has a righteous face, but he has fought a lot since he was a child.

Zhao Mengmeng and Jiang Xiaoyuan also did not change their faces, and this kind of scene is not uncommon for them.

If it weren't for Zhao Chen pressing here, Zhang Junbao would not have suspected that Zhao Mengmeng next to him would want to make a move, Zhang Junbao could see Zhao Mengmeng's eager expression.

The cute girl knows martial arts, it's really scary!

At this time, a mobile phone in Zhao Mengmeng's hand suddenly rang, which was the mobile phone that Zhao Chen had just handed over to Zhao Mengmeng.

Zhao Mengmeng looked down at the caller ID, her face suddenly changed, and she beckoned to Zhao Chen, "It's the third uncle." ”

"Third uncle?" When Zhao Chen heard this, he immediately walked next to Zhao Mengmeng and took the phone.

"Hey, third uncle, I'm Zhao Chen." Zhao Chen answered the phone.

I don't know what was said over there, but soon Zhao Chen hung up the phone and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Mengmeng asked.

Zhao Chen shook his head, "It's strange, the third uncle asked me to take over this taekwondo gym." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Mengmeng and Jiang Xiaoyuan glanced at each other, with strange looks in their eyes.

Receiving this taekwondo gym? How to receive it? They just beat up the owner.

At this time, Kim Jong-deok's mobile phone suddenly rang, and a coach hurriedly went to take the phone, and then cautiously walked next to Kim Jong-deok and handed the phone to the latter.

Kim Jong-deok didn't want to answer the phone, but he was miserable like this, where did he still have the heart to answer the phone?

But as soon as he looked at the caller ID, Kim Jong-deok's voice that was still screaming and moaning suddenly became smaller, and he connected the phone tremblingly.

Wu ...... Mr. Wu. There was a noticeable tremor in his voice.

Mr. Wu over there heard Kim Jong-de's trembling voice and couldn't help but be stunned: "Old Jin, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. "Kim Jong-deok is embarrassed to say that he was beaten.

Mr. Wu over there didn't care, sighed, and said to Jin Zhengde: "Old Jin, wait until there is a young man named Zhao Chen in your place, if you are there, you can hand over to him and give him the martial arts hall, if you have other procedures, I will walk slowly after that." ”

Zhao ...... Zhao Chen? Kim Jong-deok gasped.

If he heard correctly, just now, when the young man who knocked him to the ground with three punches answered the phone just now, he said four words - "I am Zhao Chen"!

"What's wrong? Has he arrived? Mr. Wu over there heard that there was something wrong with Kim Jong-deok's tone.

Kim Jong-dee didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only smile bitterly: "It should have arrived." ”

"It's good to arrive, I still have something, I'll tell you later, Xiaofan's phone can't get through, if he goes to you, you remember to tell me, I have something to tell him." Mr. Wu admonished, and then hung up the phone.

The phone hung up, and Kim Jong-deok looked up and saw Zhao Chen looking at him with a smile rather than a smile.

He didn't dare to look at Zhao Chen, so he could only lower his head and sigh heavily in his heart.