The guy who followed behind the black belt seventh dan obviously didn't expect that the teammate in front of him would suddenly dodge, and by the time he reacted, Cui Jian's sandbag-sized fist had already arrived in front of him.

Boom!

Cui Jian's punch hit the face door of the black belt third stage who was originally rushing to the second, and this unlucky and sad guy only felt that his head felt like he had been hit hard by something.

Then, as soon as his eyes went black, he fell backwards straight, and a stream of blood sprayed down from the wound on his broken nose, which proved that he had fought.

"The second, kick fly!"

Yang Zining seemed to be watching a movie replay, and took the first step to say the result in the ring, completely ignoring the spoiler and killing the whole family.

The second one who was hit was the fifth section of the black belt, as Yang Zining said, he was swept by Cui Jian's whip leg, and the whole person was also swept out, although he did not faint to death, but he did not have the strength to fight.

In fact, with his skills, it can be easily avoided, but what's the matter, the route he dodged was blocked by his teammates, and someone blocked the way when he flashed back, and he flashed to the right to send himself to Cui Jian's legs, and he flashed to the left, embarrassed to have teammates.

Therefore, if he is not afraid of a god-like opponent, he is afraid of a pig-like teammate, and he can be regarded as using his own personal experience to interpret how essence this sentence is.

Of course, after all, there were five people on the field, not five sandbags, and Cui Jian was able to put down two of them at once, which was somewhat a bit of luck. The other three people didn't give him another chance to make a move, and they had already launched an attack on Cui Jian.

The guy with a black belt of seven dan was a swing kick to Cui Jian's back, and a black belt with a third dan was a straight punch, which hit Cui Jian's face, and the remaining guy with a black belt was standing on Cui Jian's left, and he was a side kick towards Cui Jian.

Although the attacks of the three people are in order, each person's attack is extremely fast, and the move is called an elegant. In Shen Ruolan's opinion, Cui Jian was really finished this time, because the three of them attacked together, leaving Cui Jian with no dodge route at all.

"It's flashy, except for being good-looking, it's useless."

Yang Zining's voice reached Shen Ruolan's ears at this time.

On the court, Cui Jian had already seen that the attacks of the other three seemed to be airtight, but they left a big gap, that is, the next game, without waiting for the opponent's attack, he quickly squatted and avoided all the attacks.

"Sweeping the hall legs, two people fell!"

Yang Zining seemed to be directing Cui Jian to fight with his voice, and as his voice fell, Cui Jian really swept out with a sweeping leg.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Two crashing sounds sounded, and the two black belts and three sections, who had no time to react, were swept calves, fell to the ground in response, covered the swept calves with their hands, and let out a miserable howl like killing pigs, which made people listen to the creepy.

The guy with a seventh-dan black belt, when he saw that his four teammates were solved by Cui Jian in an instant, he regretted going on stage a little. More people bullying less was his plan, and in fact it was like this at the beginning.

It's just that everything happened so fast, so fast that before he could react, the situation became one-on-one.

"You trash, do you get off the stage yourself, or I'll beat you down."

Cui Jian clearly remembered that just now he was the only opponent still standing on the field, and he was the first to rush up with a shout, but at this moment, his face was no longer as high-spirited as when he first came to the stage, and his eyes were full of fear.

The seventh section of the black belt is struggling in his heart, he wants to admit defeat, but he feels that admitting defeat is too embarrassing, let's fight, he thought that he had just scolded Cui Jian, and he was worried that Cui Jian would be a black hand and he couldn't take care of himself in the life of beating him.

He carefully guarded against Cui Jian's next possible attack, and looked at the referee on the field from time to time, he really wanted that at this time, the referee would come to the middle of the field and announce that he had lost, however, the referee just stood aside, obviously had no intention of directly intervening in the game.

"Damn, let's die!"

He had just made up his mind in his heart, but Cui Jian's voice came again, "Don't worry, I will never beat you to death, at most I will beat you into a vegetative state." ”

Cui Jian's words made the little courage that the black belt had finally mustered up suddenly disappeared, "Referee, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" ”

"Damn, bumble, to say you're trash, that's all an insult to trash,!"

Before the referee could speak, Cui Jian's voice took the lead in reaching the ears of the seventh section of the black belt, but even if he was scolded like this, he still didn't dare to fight.

After the black belt walked down the ring in a gray manner, he did not return to the rest area of the taekwondo club, but lowered his head and walked out of the gymnasium amid the boos of everyone at the scene.

"Who else!"

Cui Jian stood in the ring and shouted loudly towards the rest area of the Taekwondo Club.

The students of the Taekwondo Club all dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, except for their vice president Liao Yongtao, the rest of them lowered their heads. In their opinion, it's not that they are spineless, it's that their opponents are too strong, and they are just humiliating themselves when they come to power.

"President, let's go up together and give this arrogant guy a little color."

Cui Jian's performance just now, vice president Liao Yongtao is in his eyes, and he thinks that he is not Cui Jian's opponent alone.

Park Zhengtai looked at Cui Jian, who was still shouting on the stage, "It's useless, don't say that the two of us may not be able to win together, even if we win, with two against one, we will not be able to win, let alone recover the face lost today." But if we lose, I'm afraid that our Longda Taekwondo Club will announce its dissolution today. ”

"Could it be that if we admit defeat like this, how will we people in the Taekwondo Club hold our heads up in the future.

You are afraid of losing, afraid of being embarrassed, I, Liao Yongtao, are not afraid, president, you have forgotten the spirit of our taekwondo, and you are not worthy of the honor of black belt nine dan. ”

Liao Yongtao said, no longer paying attention to Park Zhengtai, whose face was extremely ugly, but asked loudly to the members of the taekwondo club behind him, "Is anyone willing to go with me?" ”

For a long time, he didn't get any response, and wherever he looked, the people there hung their heads down, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Oshima-kun, seeing that there is no Chinese people, Chinese people who don't have a little backbone, when they meet a stronger opponent, they don't even have the courage to fight."

Taro Takeda, the president of the judo club on the side, glanced at the people of the taekwondo club with disdain, and said gloating towards Ryuichi Oshima, the president of the karate club next to him.