Chu He directly "responded".

He told Zhao Lan clearly: If you want to fight me, come here, Lao Tzu will hammer you to death!

A group of people looked at each other, they were actually very smart, and guessed that Zhao Lan wanted to use taekwondo to clean up Chu He, but they didn't expect Chu He to be so direct and so faceless.

But the question is, does Chu He really know Jeet Kune Do? Bruce Lee's kung fu is not easy to practice, and Chu He doesn't look like a person who practices martial arts.

"Chu He, what are you talking nonsense?" Liu Zhiqing frowned, she didn't want Chu He to fight Zhao Lan.

What do the current and former mean by their intentions?

Su Muyan originally wanted to cheer excitedly, but thinking that his brother didn't seem to know martial arts, it was not okay to pretend to be forced like this.

"Brother, we don't have a plan to go to the taekwondo gym, play golf in the afternoon, go to Bundi in the evening, and we don't have time to fight." Su Muyan wittily gave Chu River a step down.

Li Hao also laughed: "Miss Zhao has been a black belt since she was 15 years old, and now she is probably even more powerful, right?" ”

15 years old is a watershed, those who can play a black belt before the age of 15 are masters, this Zhao Lan is undoubtedly a master, her legs are slender and strong, very powerful, and ordinary people are estimated to be in pain for a long time.

"That was ten years ago, I'm 25 years old now, I'm already a black belt with five sections, and I've finished cultivating King Kong, Taibai, Plains, and Ten Grades abroad, it's okay." Zhao Lan smiled faintly, put her hands in her pockets, and was heroic.

"Wow, then wouldn't you be able to get a black belt nine dan if you practice again? Can a single punch kill a cow? Su Muyan asked curiously, she didn't know anything about martial arts, and now the heat came up in three minutes, and she also wanted to learn martial arts.

"Taekwondo is different from the martial arts you imagined, I'm better than ordinary people, but it's impossible to beat ten at a time, and it's even more impossible to kill a cow. Moreover, the seven to nine dans of taekwondo can only be awarded to people with high academic attainments and great contributions to taekwondo, which has nothing to do with the technique, and should not deify martial arts. Zhao Lan is very enthusiastic about taekwondo, and he actually explained it clearly.

Su Muyan sighed: "In this way, it seems that the eighteen palms of the dragon are hopeless." ”

The atmosphere was lively, less awkward.

Chu He thought that Zhao Lan would let herself go, but she turned her words and said: "Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do is very powerful, I really want to see it, Chu He, you are not bragging, right?" ”

The atmosphere stiffened again all of a sudden, and Zhao Lan still had to clean up Chu He.

Chu He snorted in his heart, this is your own death.

"If I face you, I feel like I'm going to win easily." Chu He also wanted to clean up Zhao Lan and didn't give an inch.

Now the atmosphere is no longer stiff, it is directly torn, and no one will give face to anyone.

Liu Zhiqing wanted to persuade a wave, but Zhao Lan was already angry: "Okay, go to the Taekwondo Gym now, do you dare?" ”

"What's not to dare?" Chu He snapped his fingers, "I admire a fierce woman like you, who is so anxious to be beaten as if she was reincarnated." ”

Zhao Lan's face darkened, and she walked outside the golf course without saying a word.

Everyone looked at each other and followed, and there was a good show.

Li Hao, a gentle and handsome coer, has a bad taste, how interesting it is for men and women to fight.

The group stopped playing golf and drove to the city of Yiru Taekwondo Gym.

This taekwondo gym is the most famous gym in Jiangcheng, and the director is a Chinese-Korean mixed-race person, in his forties this year, with a six-dan black belt, and a proper master.

The curator also knew Zhao Lan, and when he saw Zhao Lan coming, he immediately ran over and shouted excitedly: "Lan Lan, is that you?" You're back from studying abroad! ”

The curator is full of muscles, 1.8 meters tall, with a board head, looking at it is powerful and domineering, and he can kill a Su Mu pig with one punch.

Zhao Lan was also very excited, she hadn't seen the curator for several years.

After a period of greetings, Zhao Lan explained his intention and specifically pointed to the Chu River.

The curator immediately stared at Chu He, his face full of questions, as if to say that this thin man can fight?

However, he didn't say anything more, and directly arranged a fight.

In the center of the hall, the smooth wooden floor was spotless, and people could sit on both sides, and Chu He and Zhao Lan, who had changed their clothes, stood in the center, looking at each other.

At this time, there are many people in the taekwondo gym, most of them students, who were sent by their parents to learn taekwondo, and of course, there are also adults, who are curious to come and watch.

Liu Zhiqing and the others sat together, also staring at the two people in the field.

Su Muyan cheered for Chu He: "Brother, if you can't fight, surrender so as not to be killed." ”

This drew a burst of laughter.

Chu He rolled his dead fish eyes, can you meow and talk?

He twisted his shoulders and started a warm-up exercise, while Zhao Lan on the opposite side stepped over and squeezed his fist: "Come on!" ”

An extremely standard taekwondo fighting posture, such a kick can easily kick the plank, and it is not easy to look at.

Chu He sniffed and also put on a fighting posture, he is Jeet Kune Do, Jeet Kune Do pays more attention to melee combat and explosion, and the lethality is greater, which is much more powerful than Taekwondo, which has a stronger form of performance.

Of course, Chu He, a hanger, has never performed Jeet Kune Do, he is equivalent to chasing ducks to the shelves.

"Come on." Chu He hooked his fingers, looking a little frivolous.

Zhao Lan's face immediately chilled, and she quickly approached with a kick.

Her legs are long, straight, and there is no fat, and she belongs to the kind of athletic beautiful legs, and her explosive power is amazing.

Chu He dodged for a while, kicked himself up, and kicked Zhao Lan's buttocks.

Zhao Lan screamed in surprise and almost didn't roll up.

The audience was shocked, and the curator was also forced, what kind of move is this?

Chu He didn't know it, he felt that he was very fast, very fast, and very powerful, and when he saw Zhao Lan showing his flaws, he just kicked over.

Martial arts are about the same, speed and strength are too critical, Zhao Lan is not as good as Chu He, and he uses taekwondo, which is extremely performative, and it is strange that the master is not beaten to death by random punches.

"You...... Do you kick around? Zhao Lan rubbed her ass at this time, shocked and angry, she didn't expect to be kicked by Chu He as soon as she came up, it was too unreasonable!

"That's it, I'm going to be stupid enough to parry your legs." Chu He jumped lightly a few times, the muscles on his body tensed, he was not easy to mess with.

Zhao Lan was not convinced, and stepped forward to kick Chu River again.

Taekwondo majors in legs, and Zhao Lan has learned well.

However, Chu He didn't follow the routine, he directly hugged Zhao Lan's leg this time, and then slammed forward like an old man in a car, pushing Zhao Lan to his heels.

Zhao Lan really came to eat and almost knocked out his teeth.

Everyone looks stupid, this ......

"Chu He, I'll kill you!" Zhao Lan was furious, she couldn't stand such humiliation, she rushed over again, and greeted Chu He with a kick.

Chu He was not polite, and when he saw the opportunity, he kicked back and kicked Zhao Lan's ass again.

Zhao Lan staggered and fell to the ground again.

The taekwondo gym was silent, and the spectators looked confused, Chu He was too second-rate, right?

But he is facing a black belt of five dans, how can he win if he is only a second-rate son?

He easily tricked Zhao Lan.

Zhao Lan stood up with her buttocks covered, her eyes were red, she had been learning taekwondo for more than ten years, and it was the first time she was so humiliated.

"You're fooling!" Zhao Lan roared, so angry that her throat smoked.

Chu He strode over and took the initiative to attack. Zhao Lan hurriedly raised his legs to retreat from the enemy, but was inexplicably grabbed by Chu He's arm, and it was directly an over-the-shoulder fall, and saliva spurted out.

If Chu He hadn't protected the back of her head with his palm, she would have had a concussion.

Many spectators stood up, the curator hurriedly came to the rescue, and Liu Zhiqing also came to check if Zhao Lan was injured.

Chu He let go of Zhao Lan and clapped his hands to call it a day.

Zhao Lan lay on the ground and didn't move, tears fell straight down, it was so humiliating!

(Good night)