On the football field, hundreds of people gathered.

In the center, the members of the Kung Fu Club were filled with righteous indignation, while the karate members opposite them did not change their faces and stood calmly.

"Didn't you say that kung fu is useless? Come on, do it, just start fighting, the pestle is a sculpture here? ”

The kung fu masters are angry and defiant, and the karate members remain immobile and well-trained to wait for the arrival of the vice president.

After a while, the crowd parted, and Liao Xingyu entered with five or six top karate masters.

Some fans on the field clapped their hands vigorously, and more people secretly cursed, hoping that the kung fu master could kill the sharpness of karate.

"Yo, all kung fu masters, look up for a long time, dare to ask if you want to go it alone, or do you want to go together?"

Liao Xingyu didn't have any extra nonsense, he was confident and indifferent.

A kung fu master came out of the crowd, he was 1.9 meters tall, he was a typical big man, and his face was full of anger.

"In Shihwaseong, I'm here to learn the best tricks of Japanese chop!

The big guy is completely unkind, and the person who calls karate is a Japanese chop.

Everyone in karate was furious, but Liao Xingyu's face did not change, he stepped back and said casually: "Little Liu, give you a minute." ”

"Yes!"

A short karate member came out of the ranks, and he was very cold, staring at the big Hwaseong.

Hua Cheng saw that Liao Xingyu sent a short man to deal with him, and said for a minute, he scolded angrily on the spot.

"Arrogance, Lao Tzu asked you to kneel down and call grandpa today!"

Hwaseong kicked out, it was a typical fierce north leg, and ordinary people would not die if they were kicked.

Xiao Liu didn't dodge or dodge, he stepped his feet, and then squatted like a loach and drilled, and slashed at the base of Hwaseong's thighs with both palms.

Hwaseong was attacking with a forked leg, and was cut into the heel of his leg by Xiaoliu with great force, and he was so painful that he slapped on the grass in embarrassment.

Xiao Liu smiled coldly, and with a knife on the back of Hwaseong's head, Hwaseong fainted directly.

It was so fast that Hwaseong was defeated in no minute at all.

The noisy football stadium immediately fell silent, and then the fans cheered loudly, worshipping karate.

The faces of the Kung Fu Club changed, they are not strong, and even most of them are not as powerful as Hwaseong, and now Hwaseong was beaten in just ten seconds, so how can they win?

Ye Fan, who was outside the court, shook his head, the people in the Kung Fu Club were still too weak.

Chinese martial arts rely heavily on internal strength, and there are no shortcuts, but it often takes more than ten years to achieve success in cultivating internal strength, and it must be supported by the family and guided by famous teachers.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners simply don't have that condition, so they seem vulnerable.

"Haha, who's next?" Liao Xingyu laughed heartily.

The kung fu masters glanced at each other, and some people gritted their teeth and came out.

However, the outcome is the same, and the members of karate are superior, and their trait is that they attack quickly and punch to the point, making their opponents ineffective.

Seeing that the kung fu masters were defeated one by one, many students sank into a trough in their hearts, although they did not explicitly support the kung fu club, but their hearts were still towards kung fu, such an ending was too cruel.

"Why don't you go along?" Liao Xingyu spoke again, always very elegant.

In the distant stands, Liang Yisuo's big hand reached into the clothes of the two girls and pinched their sensitive parts hard.

"What a disappointment, the men in your country are too weak."

The two girls trembled in pain, and complimented Liangyi Suohai: "Yes, yes, the president is the most powerful." ”

The football field, the people of the Kung Fu Club were almost wiped out. The members of the karate club glanced at them with disdain, and the ridicule on the corner of Liao Xingyu's mouth made people helpless.

Ye Fan squeezed through the crowd and was about to make a move.

Unexpectedly, there was also someone on the other side who squeezed through the crowd, faster than him.

"Karate, your mouth is really cheap, come, you go together."

It was a beautiful girl with a single ponytail who spoke, and she looked sulky, as if someone else owed her money.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, why are you again?

Jiang Qianqian, the wicked woman, jumped out.

Everyone was stunned, amazed by her beauty, and then looked strange.

She's a girl's family, and she wants to get ahead in kung fu?

Liao Xingyu smiled softly and said, "Miss Jiang, we meet again." If you want to talk to me, we can make an appointment. Today is the contradiction between karate and kung fu, Miss Jiang, please step down. ”

"I'm just practicing kung fu, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore, you guys go together!"

Jiang Qianqian glanced coldly at the more than twenty members of karate.

The scene was in an uproar, everyone looked at each other, and went up together? She's too arrogant.

Liao Xingyu frowned, and wanted to persuade again, but Jiang Qianqian was angry: "Is it a man?" If you don't fight, admit defeat, annoying! ”

Jiang Qianqian had a hot temper, Ye Fan retreated from the crowd, and wanted to laugh inexplicably, this wicked woman really has no girlish temperament at all, and her sister's personality is too far behind.

Liao Xingyu was scolded for being split and his face was not good-looking, and he snorted lightly: "Since this is the case, then we are welcome." ”

As soon as the words fell, more than 20 karate masters stepped forward at the same time, and bent over towards Jiang Qianqian in a uniform manner, indicating that the scene had begun.

This momentum is quite staggering, and many people have stepped back.

Jiang Qianqian casually hugged her fist, quite the habit of a heroine.

With all eyes on it, the battle began.

One beats twenty, or a girl beats a boy, causing everyone to stretch their necks.

Jiang Qianqian took the lead in attacking, her internal skills are good, her footwork is exquisite, and a pair of cloud-probing hands shuttle through the crowd to shoot, which is dazzling.

Ye Fan in the crowd nodded appreciatively, Jiang Qianqian not only has deep internal strength, but also top-notch boxing and footwork, which should be a feminine number in Southern Boxing.

In the stands, Liangyi Suohai stood up, and he grinned, showing Huang Sensen's teeth.

"Okay, this, okay."

There was excitement and ** in Liangyi Suohai's eyes, and he showed a strange animalistic expression, as if he was about to eat Jiang Qianqian's meat.

The two girls next to them trembled slightly, not daring to move.

On the other side of the stands, a group of sons and brothers in brocade clothes also watched the game with great interest.

The leader said with a smile: "Lost Bu Yanqing Boxing, worthy of being the eldest lady of the Jiang family, although she has a bad temper, her kung fu is really powerful, and she is worthy of me Ouyang Jing." ”

This person is white and clean, a little sissy, although he is very handsome, but he doesn't look like a gentleman, and he doesn't feel very comfortable.

"Ouyang Gongzi, your family is tied with the Jiang family as the Jiangnan family, and Miss Jiang is one of the few women who can be worthy of you."

A few sons behind Ouyang Jing patted their ass.

Ouyang Jing chuckled: "People are beauties, but it's a pity that the temper is too stinky." But that's fine, I like to play femdom games, and I'm excited to think about the female dog who wagged her tail at me in the future. ”

Ouyang Jing smirked, his thumb bulging out of his crotch.

A few sons also laughed weirdly.

"Let's go, it's time for us to show up, how can such a good university make the Japanese show off?"

On the football side, the battle is drawing to a close.

Jiang Qianqian is completely unreasonable, she has both internal and external skills, and she is called a wholehearted fighter.

In the end, she kicked several people in a row, and stood proudly in the middle of the field like a white swan.

The ground is full of wailing karate masters.

Everyone was stunned and applauded. Jiang Qianqian will undoubtedly become the goddess of the whole school, no, she is a heroine.

Liao Xingyu's face was already wrong, he pursed his lips, a little flustered.

"You're on!" Jiang Qianqian stared at Liao Xingyu and wanted to fight again.

Liao Xingyu is a master, and he is also a master of internal skills, but he did not learn Huaxia external skills, but went to learn karate.

But overall, Jiang Qianqian was obviously more powerful, and he himself had a hunch, so he was very hesitant.

"Miss Jiang, you are very strong, and you are willing to bow down. I won't fight you, this challenge can be regarded as a draw, after all, except for you, other kung fu masters have lost. ”

Liao Xingyu is very good at speaking, and he uses the losses of other masters to cover up Jiang Qianqian's victory.

Jiang Qianqian's eyes were cold: "What do you mean?" Want to run? ”

"No, I'm not your opponent, so naturally I won't fight you. If there are other masters who are not convinced, you can challenge me, as for you, rest first. ”

Liao Xingyu is proud of the rest, he is thick-skinned.

Everyone secretly scolded him for being shameless, but they couldn't refute it, there were still too few kung fu masters, and only one Jiang Qianqian could use it.

Jiang Qianqian was about to soar, and suddenly saw Ye Fan in the crowd.

Ye Fan, a stunned man, was watching the play.

Jiang Qianqian's eyes widened, and then she said loudly: "Okay, we have a lot of masters." The ultimate master, please play! ”

Jiang Qianqian pointed at Ye Fan, and in an instant, everyone around looked at Ye Fan.

The corner of Ye Fan's eyes jumped, I'll take it, why is there something wrong with me?

He looked at Jiang Qianqian.

Jiang Qianqian deliberately bowed her hand respectfully to him: "Senior Ye Fan, please save face for us in the kung fu world!" ”

Where did she want Ye Fanbo to save face, it was clear that she wanted Ye Fan to be embarrassed, and she decided that Ye Fan was not Liao Xingyu's opponent.

With so many people watching, Ye Fan smiled bitterly in his heart.

Anyway, I'm not happy with Liao Xingyu anyway, so let's clean him up.

He lifted his feet out of the ranks, only to be preempted again.

"Haha, Miss Jiang, don't come unharmed. Under Ouyang Jing, he asked to fight. ”

is a boy in brocade clothes, he has half a length, and he looks quite personable.

This person is Ouyang Jing, the son of the Ouyang family.

The Ouyang family is one of the best families in the south of the Yangtze River, and they also attach great importance to martial arts, but their reputation is not very good, and it is rumored that their family is quite **, not righteous people.

Jiang Qianqianxiu frowned, and reluctantly responded: "It turned out to be Ouyang Gongzi, hello." ”

Ouyang Jing admired Jiang Qianqian's beauty, and glanced at Ye Fan casually: "Who is this Ye Fan?" How do you stand up to your predecessors? ”

Jiang Qianqian's eyes rolled, and she said deliberately: "Ye Fan's predecessors are much more powerful than me, Ouyang Gongzi, you can't hold three moves under him." Let's step back and let Ye Fan's predecessor show his hand. ”

Jiang Qianqian deliberately poured sewage on Ye Fan.

Ye Fan squinted, I have been being a melon-eater, keeping to myself, why do you have to buckle the melon skin on my head?

Sure enough, Ouyang Jing's face sneered, where was he willing to retreat.

"Since Ye Fan's predecessors are so powerful, then he can't make a move, otherwise what can he do if he kills the Japanese miscellaneous pieces? I'll do it anyway. Senior Ye, please step down. ”

Ouyang Jing yawned and flicked his fingers towards Ye Fan, like a glass ball, and the disdain in it was self-evident.

Ye Fan sneered in his heart, okay, okay, you go on, if you want to pretend to force me to fulfill you, I want to see if you are the opponent of the Japanese.

Ye Fan stepped back and glanced at the stands in the distance casually.

In the stands, Liangyi Suohai held ** in his hand and looked at Ouyang Jing indifferently, as if he was looking at a piece of dead meat.

Of course, Ye Fan looked at him as if he was looking at a lump of dead meat. ()

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