Hearing Peter say this, he didn't speak, just stood up quietly and walked directly to the outside of the classroom, just walked outside the classroom, the soldier found that there was no one waiting for him outside, Peter also walked out behind him, and found that there was no one, he frowned slightly.

Just when Peter was puzzled, the surrounding classmates were gathering in the direction of the school's taekwondo gym, and when he saw this scene, Peter was stunned, and said with helplessness on his face, "This big brother Marlowe, sure enough, has itchy hands again, and this time something is going to happen again." ”

Saying that, Peter walked directly in the direction of the taekwondo gym, and the soldier was curious in his heart, who this Ammaro was, and also walked towards that direction.

Peter came out of the crowd and shouted, "Bastard, get out of the way, let me pass!" ”

In Guangcheng University, everyone knows that Peter is an aggressive person, and in addition to his tough backstage, ordinary people will not easily offend Peter, and they have made way for him, Peter ignored the soldiers behind him and walked directly into the taekwondo gym.

The surrounding students discussed, "Who is that guy who is as strong as an orangutan inside, he doesn't seem to be from our school, what's the matter with him, and suddenly he has a conflict with the people in the taekwondo gym?" ”

"This guy wasn't from our school at all, as if I had just seen him beat Peter, and Peter didn't dare fight back."

"Really? So, the sturdy guy inside also has a tough backstage? One of the classmates exclaimed.

Hearing these words, the soldier was puzzled, if the man inside was trying to save face for this Peter, why did he beat Peter violently? If it wasn't Peter's helper, then why bother him?

The GI squeezed through the crowd, and really saw a white-skinned young man with a height of two meters, muscles like a tank, and a body shape that was no weaker than Da Niu, standing in the arena, and he was sneering at the students in taekwondo costumes in the arena.

Those students seemed to have scars on their bodies, and they looked at the white-skinned young man with slight fear, and at this moment, a middle-aged man walked over, the middle-aged man was also wearing a taekwondo costume, and he opened his mouth and said, "Baga, who are you, why are you provocative..."

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that Uncle Ben's hands are itchy, so I'll smash the hall by the way." The white-skinned young man opened his mouth, and his fluent Chinese made everyone present a little surprised, and some even felt that their Chinese was inferior to him.

"Yaga! You're looking for trouble! It's just looking for death! The coach-looking little Japanese scolded angrily, rushed towards the white-skinned youth, and came to a place two meters in front of the white-skinned young man, and the middle-aged man jumped up and kicked him in the face.

Other taekwondo students, seeing this scene, couldn't help but applaud, the corners of the white-skinned youth's mouth were full of smiles and stared at the middle-aged man who was kicking him, and when the kick was about to kick him in the face at a distance of ten centimeters, the white-skinned youth suddenly moved.

With a "bang", the white-skinned young man snorted softly, and a figure flew out directly and fell a few meters away.

Seeing this scene, the people present were all stammering and wide-eyed, they didn't expect that the strength of this white-skinned young man was so strong, and he would knock the taekwondo coach away with one punch, and the taekwondo coach had already fallen to the ground unconscious at this time!

The soldier also frowned slightly, this person's skills are so strong, what kind of person is he, if he fights with this person, if he doesn't use that mysterious power, what are his chances of winning?

The white-skinned young man didn't pay attention to the other people's stunned gazes at all, and he said with disapproval on his face, "With this ability, you also want to be ugly in front of Uncle Ben?" And say I'm looking for death? He's damn blind to your dog's eye. ”

After listening to the white-skinned youth's words, the soldier was completely stunned, his eyes were firmly fixed on the back of the white-skinned youth, and a smile appeared on his face, this guy's temper is really similar to him, the soldier said secretly.

The taekwondo instructor was knocked to the ground, and soon several other taekwondo coaches sitting on the ground stood up one after another, and several people quickly glanced at each other, and at the same time walked in front of the white-skinned youth.

Seeing that these people in front of him were planning to attack him at the same time, the white-skinned young man said with a playful look on his face, "These little Japan are really as shameless as before, but it's okay, save me from being beaten one by one, you... You... You... And you, the four of you come up together. ”

The white-skinned young man pointed to the four taekwondo coaches in front of him one by one, his face was full of playfulness, and seeing that the white-skinned young man's face was calm and calm, the faces of the four taekwondo coaches became a little hideous.

Even in the taekwondo gym in Japan, they are admirable black belts, and at this time, the four of them are fighting against one person, but they are despised by the person in front of them, which makes their so-called samurai spirit seriously hit.

"Yaga!" The four of them roared at the same time, and the soldier watched the four people rushing towards the white-skinned youth, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an evil smile, and said helplessly, "These four little Japan, I think that if there are more people, I can win, idiot." ”

Sure enough, the four so-called very powerful taekwondo coaches, in the hands of the white-skinned youth, were all beaten to the ground without even making a move, and the four of them, like the previous taekwondo coach, lay on the ground like dead dogs.

Those taekwondo students were completely dumbfounded and dumbfounded, they didn't expect that the taekwondo black belt that was very strong in their eyes was vulnerable in front of the white-skinned young man in front of them, and they even thought that they should continue to learn taekwondo.

When all the students were shaken in their hearts and had doubts about taekwondo, the middle-aged man who was sitting motionless on the ground and looked like he was fifty years old finally stood up and said with a slight anger, "Baga, you provoke taekwondo, I will never forgive you!" ”

Those taekwondo students already have doubts in their hearts, if he doesn't make a move, it will be a blow to the reputation of the taekwondo gym.

"My name is Inoue Ichiro, and I'll tell you now, so that you won't be beaten for a while, and I don't know who taught you a lesson!" The fifty-year-old middle-aged man said coldly.

"Drink!" Inoue Ichiro shouted angrily, jumped up, rushed towards the white-skinned youth, and kicked the white-skinned youth with a jump.

"Bang!" A punch landed on Inoue's face, and Inoue Ichiro only felt that his face was hit by a huge force.

The whole person was directly knocked out a few meters away, and like the previous taekwondo instructors, he lay on the ground and did not move.

"Oh..." The people in the arena were in an uproar, and the most disturbing thing was the students of the taekwondo gym, at this time, the spiritual pillar in their hearts was shattered, and the almost invincible gym owner in their eyes was knocked out by someone with a punch, which made them how could they accept it.

A taekwondo student glanced at the hall owner who had fallen to the ground unconscious, and then at the white-skinned young man standing in front of him unharmed, the student gritted his teeth, walked up to the white-skinned young man, knelt on the ground, and said, "Please take me as an apprentice." ”

The white-skinned young man had a smile on his face and a look of pride on his face, and said, "This is an American fighting skill, and it can't be easily passed on to others..."

But before the white-skinned young man could finish those words proudly, a heroic laugh sounded, "Little Japan's taekwondo can't beat him, it doesn't mean that Chinese kung fu can't beat him." ”