Chapter 577: Lessons

Although Cen Xuanzheng has been pampered since he was a child, he is deeply doted on by his parents and has not suffered much. However, in martial arts, he is extremely talented and willing to work hard. He has been practicing taekwondo with a taekwondo master since he was a child, and as an adult, he won the amateur championship in the Southeast Asian Taekwondo Championship and is a black belt of nine dans. He is quite confident in his own level, so he dares to fight when he disagrees, because he has never lost. And even if he does something, he will be free for his family to settle for him, which is what has caused his current character.

But just when he saw that Leng Bing Han didn't react at all, as if he was scared stupid, and was about to turn the original false trick into reality, Yang's wrist in the air was firmly pinched by a strong palm.

Cen Xuan was stunned for a moment, but saw a man with an unattractive appearance standing between him and Leng Bing Han, one hand clenched his fist tightly, and his eyes stared at him coldly, making him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold.

Wang Shiya was also stunned.

She had seen this man, it was the driver who helped Leng Binghan drive the Audi car, he looked thin and small, but he didn't know when he followed in and blocked Cen Xuanzheng's attack at this critical time.

But then she couldn't help but be a little worried, Cen Xuan is an authentic black belt nine-section, and there are not a few people who have defeated him, how can this driver who is not open-mouthed and inconspicuous, and makes people almost ignore his existence?

As soon as the people around saw that someone was doing something here, many people gathered around and asked each other what was going on.

Cen Xuan was punching out, but he was stopped by others, first stunned, and then furious, his chest rose and fell violently, his eyes burst with jealousy, and he said sharply: "Which fucking onion are you?" Don't want to live, do you? I'm going to kill you! Before the words fell, a free round kick forced the other party to let go of his hand, retreat a few steps, and dodge his round kicks.

Taekwondo, first known as Tang Karatedo, is a branch of Chinese martial arts that advocates concentrating the strength of the whole body on a single strike point, so as to give the opponent a heavy blow. There are two ways to concentrate your strength, one is to concentrate the strength of the whole body on one point, and the other is to focus on the opponent's vital points. Concentrate all of your strength on the tips of your fists, palms, fingers, feet, knees, elbows, heads, and other bones as an impact body, and in a short period of time, gather the strength of your whole body to strike your opponent.

Therefore, in taekwondo, there are many kicking moves, and leg gong is also a kind of must-practice, and it is easy to kick a few planks with one kick to a certain level. Although it is nothing compared with the broad and profound Chinese martial arts, in today's decline of Chinese martial arts, it is powerful, and it is also very tangible, and it is favored by many young people.

Cen Xuanzheng is a master of the ninth dan black belt in taekwondo, and his leg skills are naturally first-class, and there are few opponents in China. So, after he hit the ground, he followed up with another spinning side kick.

The man turned to his side again and dodged with ease.

He ...... It doesn't matter, right? Wang Shiya asked Leng Binghan with some concern.

Wang Shiya is a layman in martial arts, and in her opinion, the driver is not an opponent at all because of Cen Xuanzheng's fierce aggression and retreat step by step. She knew that Cen Xuan was sinking his fists, and she had seen him kick and break a tree with a thick bowl mouth, and once he was beaten down, he would definitely be injured.

Leng Binghan smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, it's okay." With his little fur, if he wants to hurt Xiang Jun, it is wishful thinking. ”

Yes, this driver is an officer of the Security Department of the Capital Military District, who specializes in protecting the head of the Military Region. Later, he and several other elites were sent by Wang Peihua to protect Leng Binghan. All of them are extraordinary and have rich experience in actual combat, if they really want to make a move, even Wang Quanzhong is a little inferior, how can Cen Xuanzheng be compared? His little fighting skills were not worth mentioning at all in Xiang Jun's eyes.

Sure enough, because Xiang Jun did not receive cold instructions, he did not rush to a reactionary attack, but only continued to resist and defuse Cen Xuanzheng's stormy attack. Maybe it seems precarious to outsiders, but in fact, he is very relaxed and at ease, as if he is struggling with Cen Xuan.

After a few moves, Cen Xuanzheng seemed to know that this opponent was not simple, he was like facing a ball of cotton, no matter how hard he exerted, once he touched the opponent's body, it would be easily dissolved. The more he fought, the more panicked he became, and the strength of the other party was obviously beyond his imagination.

Who is this person? Why would he help Leng Bing Han? It's rare to be a cold bodyguard? So what is the origin of this coldness? How can there be such a powerful bodyguard?

If it was usual, Cen Xuan was expected to think about it, but at this time, he was already carried away by anger, where would he care who the other party was? Roared: "Coward! There is a kind of real play over a few tricks! ”

The corners of Leng Binghan's mouth pulled up slightly, bringing out a bit of ridicule.

This is not a martial arts competition, where is the reason to fight according to your ideas? This Cen Xuanzheng is really a little naïve.

Leng Binghan didn't want to get too entangled with Cen Xuanzheng, if it wasn't for the fact that this matter involved him, he really didn't want to deal with these sons and brothers who didn't know the height of the sky.

While Xiang Jun was having a fight with Cen Xuan, he was still paying attention to Leng Binghan at any time, and he was overjoyed when he saw him bowing slightly to himself. Being pressed and beaten by the other party for so long, he has long wanted to clean up this person, and suddenly his whole body is full of anger, and the whole person is like a knife out of the sheath, which may give a fatal blow at any time.

It just so happened that at this time, Cen Xuan was attacking Xiang Jun's face door with a punch. Xiang Jun raised his left hand to block his punch, his arm shook, and a huge potential suddenly came, bounced Cen Xuanzheng's arm away.

Cen Xuan was startled, this bullet was so powerful that it even made his arm numb for a while. He didn't have time to think about it, he raised his leg and kicked out, only to see Xiang Jun's body take a step forward like a ghost, and Cen Xuanzheng's kick naturally couldn't step out.

Cen Xuanzheng was about to punch, but was stretched apart by Xiang Jun's arms, and then withdrew his hands like lightning, clenched his fists, and slammed into Cen Xuanzheng's chest with a "bang".

Cen Xuan was suffocated in the chest by this punch, and he almost couldn't breathe in one breath, only to feel that his eyes were black, and there was a buzzing in his ears, and his body couldn't stand under this heavy blow, and he retreated again and again.

Xiang Jun's shot was almost extreme, and before Cen Xuan could gain a firm foothold, his fist had already come to a place less than an inch away from the door in front of him, and it was too late to dodge.

"Don't ......"

At this moment, there was a burst of exclamations from the prominence.

Xiang Jun's body shook suddenly, and the fist carrying huge strength stopped less than half an inch away from the tip of Cen Xuanzheng's nose, and it was really easy to retract, but even so, the strong fist on the fist had already blown head-on, forcing Cen Xuanzheng to be unable to open his eyes.

It was none other than Wang Shiya who stopped him. The reason why she would stop it was not because she couldn't bear to see Cen Xuanzheng injured, but because she was worried that the driver was really going to injure Cen Xuanzheng, which might bring a huge disaster to Leng Binghan.

It was all because of herself, and she didn't want to see Leng Binghan suffer because of it.

Cen Xuanzheng's face turned pale, and he closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the punch to come. But after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any pain, and then he opened his eyes and saw the fist stopped in front of him, and his eyes showed a look of mixed horror. Watching those onlookers pointing and whispering, shaking their chaotic heads vigorously, and recalling the scene just now, they suddenly woke up: I have been defeated, really defeated!

Cen Xuan is a proud person, smart and handsome, with a good family background, and has always won the favor of girls. Living with flowers and applause, he has the common problem of most proud handsome guys, but it is serious to the point of being a little perverted: he thinks that he can give everything to girls, throwing rain and dew at will, and his former girlfriends must live under their own shadow, if they find the love of their hearts after leaving him, he thinks it is a great provocation to his dignity. So when he saw that Wang Shiya was actually intimate with another man who was many times more handsome than himself, he was naturally furious, and he was never big, so he immediately ran over to destroy it.

Wang Shiya, who was squeezed by a vicious speech, burst into tears, he only felt unusually happy, but the cold cold words were opposite, and this man who didn't know where it came from, but he was thrown from the peak of happiness to the bottom of humiliation.

When did he, who had always been arrogant, suffer such a blow? Looking at the cold and cold of the calm and relaxed, warm and warm jade embrace, looking at the hateful and mocking eyes in Wang Shiya's eyes, and looking at Xiang Jun's disdainful expression, Cen Xuan's eyes were about to split, his heart was burning with anger, and he howled wildly, his voice was like a wounded wolf, and his handsome face with blood was already distorted, with an indescribable hideous horror. jumped up, and his fists and feet attacked Xiang Jun like a raging storm.

Xiang Jun frowned. His subordinates were merciful, but he didn't expect the other party to be so stubborn and tough, and he was also very angry, so he didn't spare his hand at the moment, and punched Cen Xuanzheng's middle lane and hit him in the chest again.

Although Cen Xuan is studying taekwondo painstakingly for many years, and his ability to resist blows is also strong, but under Xiang Jun's blow, there is still a burst of blood churning, and his fists and feet are no longer out of order.

Xiang Jun's fist style suddenly changed, turning his fist into a palm, and time seemed to freeze instantly. Cen Xuan was looking for phantoms of several palms in front of him.

He knew that it was because the other party shot too fast, so that he had a visual retention. It was simply impossible for his consciousness to react in such a short period of time, and the other party's palm was lightly imprinted on his shoulder.