"Bang-"

Suddenly, before the encirclement of the Taekwondo Club was formed, a huge figure suddenly flew out of the encirclement and landed on the floor in the distance with a loud "bang".

In an instant, the crowd approaching 305 froze as if the pause button had been pressed.

"More people bully less? - Are you a vegetarian? Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Chen Fan, who was sturdy and had been silent, took a step forward, stood in front of the 305 people, and said infinitely arrogantly: "Group fight or heads-up?" ”

"The group beats Lao Tzu one by one, and Lao Tzu alone is also a group of you!"

No way!

It's so arrogant! This is the truest thought in the hearts of 305 people at this time.

Xiao Chengren glanced at Chen Fan and said secretly in his heart:

The dick is more forced than me!

Qi Ruofeng's eyes were slightly cold, looking at Chen Fan, who was a husband in front of him, and stopped the restless people behind him with gestures, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother is a Lian family?" ”

"Who gave you a brother?" Chen Fan was not happy, and scolded: "Why the hell did you come to play with me just after beating my brother, do you have a club?" ”

"Don't pee on your dignity, like a big black bear, who are you two brothers and sisters?"

Yi Chuan and Gu Cheng who heard Chen Fan's words were dumbfounded, this kid usually looks elegant and reserved, honest and honest, and he blushes even when he talks to a girl, how can he become like this in just ten days?

Don't? - Several people pointed their spearheads at Xiao Chengren, who looked confused, but this guy directly pretended to be stupid and ignored the gazes of several people.

Qi Ruofeng's nose almost crooked after hearing Chen Fan's words!

Nima, who are these people? Why are they all dirty and addicted?

Using all the strength of his body to suppress the anger rolling in his heart, Qi Ruofeng's eyes were as cold as knives staring at Chen Fan, and said: "Don't think that you can be arrogant in front of me after a few days of learning kung fu, to deal with you a piece of garbage, my one hand is enough!" ”

"Really?" Chen Fan smiled shyly: "What do you mean-you're going to single me out?" ”

"That's understandable! - Of course, the rest of you can go up together, but I'm just going to have to work a little harder! Today, I'm going to show you what taekwondo is! ”

Qi Ruofeng is not a fool, when he saw Chen Fan throw a taekwondo student out of the air, he knew that this guy was a practitioner, and his kung fu was not weak, and the crowd tactics did not pose much threat to him.

Of course, although he admits that Chen Fan has some kung fu skills, it doesn't mean that he is afraid of Chen Fan. In his opinion, today's Chinese kung fu has long been lost, and all that remains is embroidered legs and empty shelves.

He began to practice martial arts since he was a child, but later he suffered enough because of the hard practice of stupid stations all day long, so he was not interested in Chinese kung fu. When he was in high school, he came into contact with taekwondo, which was quick and elegant, and because of his kung fu foundation, his taekwondo improved rapidly, which made his coach praise again and again.

In the taekwondo gym, he traveled all the way, beating almost all the masters, but he did not meet a few real opponents. This made his mentality swell more and more, and he was even more eye-catching when he got to college.

He has almost challenged the taekwondo master, but he has never encountered any Chinese kung fu master. Because in his opinion, Huaxia Kung Fu is simply torturing people, where are there any masters?

In addition to the day-to-day Zama steps, standing piles, and walking, where is there any kung fu to speak of? At least he had studied Chinese kung fu for so long, but he hadn't learned anything.

I wonder how many punches this guy in front of you can take?

Thinking of this, the last trace of fear of Chen Fan in Qi Ruofeng's heart also dissipated.

The two walked to the middle of the crowd amid the shouts of the crowd and put themselves on a posture.

Chen Fan looked at the guy who was a head taller than him, his eyes did not change in the slightest, and he said lazily: "Hurry up and start, I will go to the library after cleaning up you!" ”

I rub!

Everyone was thundered by Chen Fan's words again-Big brother, please! This is a very strict duel, okay?

Qi Ruofeng adjusted his breathing, took a step back and bowed, "Please!" ”

This is the standard dueling etiquette in taekwondo.

Seeing this, Chen Fan suddenly felt that he was a little rude, and after thinking of the old man's teachings at home, he also hugged his fists and said to Qi Ruofeng: "Please!" ”

When the words fell, his left foot was slightly rounded, and his left and right hands made a gesture of holding Yuan Shou, which was the authentic Tai Chi gesture!

Seeing this scene, Yi Chuan's eyes lit up instantly, and he turned his head to Xiao Chengren and asked, "Boss, is the second brother really good at kung fu!" ”

Xiao Chengren glanced at Yi Chuan, then nodded heavily to the people in 305 and said, "The second brother will really know Tai Chi!" ”

No way!

Yi Chuan, Gu Cheng, Wang Lu, and Guo Songming, who had just received a double blow of spirit and **, all looked at Chen Fan, who had the taste of a generation of grandmasters, and their eyes became hot - Chen Fan really knows Tai Chi? And it's Tai Chi that can hit people?

However, this scene seemed ridiculous to everyone in the Taekwondo Club.

"I'm rubbing! What does this mean, gesturing? Why the hell are you so good at pretending, why don't you fly? ”

"****, is this Tai Chi good? I just don't know if this kid is pretending-"

"What kind of tai chi, that's all used by the old man and the old lady to jump and broadcast gymnastics, a liar?"

"That's it! What the hell is Tai Chi? That's all in the movies, and taekwondo is really practical kung fu! ”

Hearing this, Chen Fan, who had been expressionless, frowned, and suddenly felt sad in his heart - one by one, Chinese college students, standing on the land of China, wearing the practice clothes of other countries, belittled the kung fu inherited by their ancestors for thousands of years, but they thought that they had learned a little bit of flower boxing and embroidered legs and were complacent.

How long will this continue? How much of Huaxia's kung fu is left in this generation?

A nameless anger surged out of Chen Fan's chest, he looked up at everyone and said coldly: "Today, I will tell you what is called Huaxia Kung Fu!" ”

Qi Ruofeng, who had been waiting for the opportunity, suddenly became angry when he saw Chen Fan, who had been defending seamlessly, his eyes flashed with fierce light, he roared, and punched out at the door in front of him!

His fist was as big as a sandbag, and it quickly reached Chen Fan's door in an instant at a tricky angle.

At this time, Chen Fan's eyelids had not been raised, and his hands still did not move.

The excitement in Qi Ruofeng's eyes became more and more intense, and the fist was close to the corner of Chen Fan's eye in an instant, he could almost imagine the scene of Chen Fan's eye being broken by his own punch and blood splashing, this scene made his excited blood flow accelerate.

"Die!" He roared inwardly.

At the moment when Qi Ruofeng's fist approached the corner of Chen Fan's eyes, Chen Fan finally moved.

His right hand slowly stretched out, and at the same time, his left foot took a step back, and Qi Ruofeng's fist was held by his hand as if it had been obediently sent to his hand.

Qi Ruofeng felt that his fist was imprisoned by an invisible energy, his face was flushed and he wanted to struggle back, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

"Want to go? - Okay, I'll send you! ”

Chen Fan's eyes had a hint of coldness, and as he spoke, his footsteps exerted force, and then his waist twisted suddenly, and when an invisible force erupted, Qi Ruofeng's huge body flew out in an instant!