Chapter 42 Martial Arts Raise the Dragon's Might

Qin Feng was in the limelight, he stood in the ring, and more than 20,000 people in the gymnasium were boiling for him, all shouting for him, and every qiē made the president of the karate club red and jealous.

"These should be mine, they are mine, what qualifications does he have as a freshman Qin Feng to become the popular king of Nanhua Academy, and what qualifications does he have to be arrogant as a sick man in East Asia. This qiē and qiē are all mine, they are mine. Qin Feng, I'll let him die. I'm going to let him die......"

The president of the karate club, Nishimura Ichiro, had a fire of jealousy burning in his eyes, his eyes were red, **naked jealousy, jealousy of Qin Feng's popularity, jealousy of Qin Feng's strength, in short, jealousy of Qin Feng's qiē.

"You alone are not my opponent, I want to go up with the three of you." The corners of Qin Feng's mouth rose, revealing a disdainful smile, and said, "Of course, if you want to die yourself, I will be willing to lend a helping hand and fulfill you." ”

"You ......" Nishimura Ichiro's eyes widened, gritting his teeth, but he didn't move, although he was jealous, he was not carried away by jealousy, knowing that his strength was not as good as Qin Feng, if he stepped forward, he could only add to the joke.

Jin Yun struggled to get up on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was hideous. Meng La, Nishimura Ichiro, and Jin Yun formed a triangle and surrounded Qin Feng in the middle.

Jin Yun's teeth squeaked, and he hated Qin Feng to the core, and a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "Qin Feng, I will let you repay a hundred times the loss you make." Sooner or later, one day, crawl at my feet and lick my toes. Qin Feng, Qin Feng ......"

The stadium was silent again, and more than 20,000 people were silent. Qin Feng stood in the middle of the ring without moving, the corners of his mouth rose up like a smile, and his black eyes were like the water of the Gutan Well, which was so profound.

Meng La, Nishimura Ichiro, and Jin Yun formed a strong momentum, which could touch Qin Feng's body and sink into the sea, making the three of them frown, and the momentum of the three of them could not gain the upper hand.

"Monla, please advise."

Meng La bent down and solemnly saluted Qin Feng, raised his head, his eyes burst with light, his dark skin shone brightly, and his explosive muscles were an expression of strength.

A strong punch went straight to Qin Feng's front door, and the speed was so fast that the air that wiped it made bursts of roars. Qin Feng's eyes froze slightly, and he immediately took a step back, stretched out an arm, and pushed away Meng La's strong fist.

Chinese martial arts, four or two dial a thousand catties.

Meng La's eyes flashed, the battle was majestic, meeting a master was something he dreamed of, and the change was also very fast, and the next kick went straight to Qin Feng's lower three roads.

Then a broken bone, plus an inch punch, and finally the lightning dance, three moves in one go, attacking the vital point, Qin Feng stepped on the broken steps and kept retreating, and his light eyes were also a little more dignified. (.)

Meng La can't be named the junior boxing champion, his strength is really strong, he is stronger than Jin Yun, the president of the Taekwondo Club, but it is still not enough for Qin Feng, the rapid retreat of the foot step stopped, he touched the ground with one foot, and the whole person jumped into the air, his foot stepped on the void and kicked up step by step, the same as stepping on the ladder.

"What, Lingdu Void?"

The eyes of more than 20,000 people sitting on the table widened in surprise, they had only seen the scene of their faces in movies or TV, how could Qin Feng and Qin Feng ...... Can it be done? It's incredible......

"Wudang, Tiyunzong."

Qin Feng's faint voice came from the void, and then his body fell behind Meng La, and kicked Meng La's back, Meng La choked two steps before he could barely stand firm, and his face changed color abruptly.

The master made a move, and a series of attacks only took an instant, Qin Feng's toes just landed, and the two figures were like two swift cheetahs, pounced on Qin Feng, and raised their fists to aim at Qin Feng's face.

Nishimura Ichiro and Jin Yun gritted their teeth with hatred for Qin Feng, their four pairs of eyes were full of ruthlessness, and their attacks used eleven hundred and two percent of their strength, which was extremely fierce.

"The stick and the devil are a good match." Qin Feng reached out with both hands, his movements were very agile, and he accurately grabbed the arms of Nishimura Ichiro and Jin Yun, and the explosive fist was only 0.1 millimeter away from his cheeks, and the strong wind made Qin Feng's hair flutter in the wind.

"Karate, taekwondo. But that's it. Qin Feng smiled contemptuously, his arms raised, his feet were sharp and fierce, and he was kicking under the armpits of Nishimura Ichiro and Jin Yun.

Click......

The sound of broken bones came from the field, and Ichiro Nishimura and Jin Yun let out sharp screams at the same time, beads of sweat broke out on their foreheads in pain, and their arms were broken and shattered.

"Qin Feng......, I will kill you, kill you, I must kill you......"

Nishimura Ichiro and Jin Yun let out a hoarse roar, those two pairs of eyes were red and bloodshot, and they raised their other fists and smashed towards Qin Feng's face again, and their fierce aura went straight to the sky.

"Dead ......, I want you to die......"

Nishimura Ichiro and Jin Yun hated Qin Feng's teeth, if he was not eaten alive, he would not be able to understand the hatred in his heart, and his heart was filled with turbulent anger.

However, their attack was still useless, Qin Feng's fists were aimed at their face door, the speed was too fast, they were caught off guard, and the heavy punch slammed on the face door, blood splattered everywhere.

Qin Feng didn't mean to stop, his knees bent and kicked vigorously on the stomachs of Nishimura Ichiro and Jin Yun, and suddenly a mouthful of blood was sprayed in the ring with bile, his body was shaky, and he no longer had the strength to stand up, they knelt on the ground on both knees, covering their stomachs with both hands, their eyes were bloodshot, their eyes were full of unwillingness, but there was a palpitation of horror in the depths of their eyes.

After the silence, the gymnasium once again set off the roar of the tiger that overturned the river and the sea, they stood up with blood boiling, their faces flushed, the taekwondo club and karate club were so vulnerable. Their eyes are all worship, not only worship Qin Feng, but also worship their motherland, Chinese martial arts, and the power of the dragon, so that those clamoring foreign communities know that Chinese martial arts are the respect of the world.

The Taekwondo Club and the Karate Club were dumbfounded, and the god in their hearts was so vulnerable, defeated, and completely defeated. Their faces seemed to be on fire, and they were hot.

A loud mouth, slapping them speechless. Pretending to be forced should not be overdone, otherwise you will suffer internal injuries.

Bang......

Qin Feng swept his legs, Nishimura Ichiro and Jin Yun accompanied their teeth, flew out sideways, fell heavily outside the ring, snorted, his eyes blackened, and he was completely fainted.

"Monla, it's your turn!"

Monla's eyelids jumped wildly, his eyes were cloudy, he fought with Jin Yun in a draw at the last martial arts conference, he knew Jin Yun's strength very well, if a Jin Yun was not Qin Feng's opponent, he would still have some confidence, but with a Nishimura Ichiro, the two of them joining forces were not a combination of the boy in front of him, and he had lost the confidence to fight.