[Chapter Word Count: 2051 Last Updated: 2015-03-1320:51:02.0]

Hearing Qin Jun's voice, Su Xinran's first thought was that this kid was only afraid that he was timid, after all, the name of the other party's black belt was there, and anyone with a little common sense knew what a powerful black belt in taekwondo was.

"What? Are you scared now, don't you dare? It doesn't matter, if you don't dare to go up, you can admit it quickly! Yan Qiao smiled proudly, looking like he still dared to scream.

"Just kidding! I don't have that word in my dictionary! I just wanted to make a bet with you, do you dare? Qin Jun paused and picked his eyes at Yan Qiao.

"Bet? How to bet and what to bet on? Yan Qiao wondered.

"It's very simple, I'll go and fight with that black driver later, since it's hands-on, then there are wins and losses, and there are wins and losses, and you have to bet on the lottery!"

"Bet on winning or losing, betting on the lottery! Well, bet on it! What do you say bet on! Yan Qiao crossed his hands on his hips and looked like he was winning.

"Okay, you're happy, I'm happy! If I lose, I consciously roll up and leave; If I win, you'll have to listen to me in the future! Qin Jun smiled at Yan Qiao. He could also see that from this morning to now, it was the two women in front of him who were setting up a game for themselves.

However, he doesn't mind playing with the two girls, who will have the last laugh!

"I think it's okay! As long as you dare to do something with the head teacher, I dare to bet with you! Who's afraid of whom! Yan Qiao didn't think that Qin Jun, who was not a year or two older than her, could play the head teacher of taekwondo.

"Okay, talk about it!" After speaking, Qin Jun glanced at the two girls, and then jumped on the stage quickly.

The head instructor on the stage is named Zhang Daoling, the director and head coach of this taekwondo gym, at the age of 38, he achieved the sixth-dan rank of black belt two years ago. At the same time, he has been the title holder in the 70kg class in the taekwondo competition in Yanjing City.

Zhang Daoling and Su Xinran are old acquaintances, and when they received a call from Su Xinran last night, the other party wanted to do him a favor, and he had not been coaching for a long time, and today he specially came over to sell Su Xinran's favor.

"It turned out to be a lesson for this young man who has not dried up! I knew that I would have asked my apprentices who were not successful to come forward, wouldn't it be a bit of a big bully to let me go! Zhang Daoling looked Qin Jun up and down, this young man's thin figure was only afraid that he would not be able to withstand a knife from himself.

"The kid is not talented, I want to discuss a few tricks with the head teacher!" Qin Jun clenched his hands into fists, his eyes flashing.

"Good! Young talents, courage is commendable! Zhang Daoling said politely, and while talking, he didn't forget to exchange glances with Su Xinran in the audience.

After speaking, Zhang Daoling called a staff member and whispered a few words in his ear. The staff quickly brought a pile of planks. These planks are dedicated to taekwondo training, and each board is about a centimeter thick.

The staff counted twenty planks, stacked on top of each other on two bricks.

"Martial arts are meant to strengthen the body, fists and feet have no eyes, and it's not good to hurt people! There are twenty planks here, and if this little brother can break them all, I'll accept your challenge!" So, I'll do it first! Zhang Daoling is both the chief teacher and the boss, as a businessman, he is naturally sophisticated and sleek, he can't figure out the origin of the other party, in case the other party is which son, punches and feet hurt others, but he has more trouble for himself, so he thought of this method.

Zhang Daoling walked to the piled plank, drank in a deep voice, and raised his hands.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, sawdust flew sideways, and twenty planks broke in response.

If you are an ordinary adult, you can split five or six pieces at most with one palm. How much strength and skill does it take to split twenty pieces with one palm!

The beautiful hand knife chopping drew cheers and applause from the audience. Even Yan Qiao and Su Xinran couldn't help but praise it.

Yan Qiao looked at Qin Jun's gaze, and he looked even more prepared to see a joke.

"Aha, I didn't expect you to know such a powerful friend, Sister Xinran. That little scoundrel is going to be deflated! Seeing Zhang Daoling's strength so powerful, Yan Qiao smiled even more happily, she couldn't wait to see Qin Jun's embarrassment.

Su Xinran clasped her hands in front of her chest and looked at the stage quietly, without any joy or anger on her cold face.

When the staff folded the twenty planks again, Zhang Daoling made a gesture of please.

Zhang Daoling is very confident in the training project of splitting wooden planks with a hand knife, even if he is at the same level as him, he may not be able to split twenty wooden planks in one go.

Qin Jun stepped forward with a smile on his face, touched the plank, and then knocked the plank with his hand, "Knock knock!" The voice was dull, and it seemed solid.

"Hey, boy, you can't do it! If it doesn't work, get down quickly, don't delay our workout! "The audience is basically full of students here, and it is natural to be indignant when they see a young person challenging their head teacher.

"Humph! If you don't learn so many national arts, the martial arts of the stick are so easy to learn?" Qin Jun snorted coldly towards the place where the audience was making the most noise with disdain.

"Stinky boy, you are arrogant, our general teacher didn't drive you off the stage to give you face, don't be embarrassed, have the ability to come down and let a few buddies loosen your bones for you, let you know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is!" Some irritable young people in the audience also began to stir, rolling up their sleeves and about to come up and beat people.

Qin Jun didn't pay attention to the provocation of the people in the audience.

"Pounce!" With a muffled sound, Qin Jun quickly squatted down and split his palms, and then stood up.

After brushing the scene, it was suddenly quiet, but the next second it was a coax, and everyone laughed!

It turned out that the wooden board in front of Qin Jun had not moved at all, and there was no change.

"Hahaha!" Seeing Qin Jun making a fool of himself, or in front of so many people, Yan Qiao laughed wildly, as if all the unhappiness with Qin Jun before had been thrown away.

Su Xinran, who was on the side, couldn't help but hide his face and laugh.

However, in the next second, the laughter stopped abruptly, and only the sound of crackling and falling wood chips could be heard.

That's right! All the planks broke into two pieces and scattered them all over!

Everyone present was stunned, and Zhang Daoling, who was closest to Qin Jun, looked even more incredulous, you must know that the wooden plank is broken and broken, which are two completely different forces, and the latter is much greater than the former.

Twenty wooden planks were broken in one palm, Zhang Daoling had only seen it once in the video performance of the ninth section of the black belt, and the person in front of him could do this at a young age, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it if he killed Zhang Daoling.

"Isn't it that the plank has been left for a long time, and there are insects?" Zhang Daoling was still a little unconvinced.

"Now! Can I challenge you? Qin Jun looked a little impatient!