"Hank, what are you doing?" Several other foreign students in the ring couldn't look at it, "Such a soft kung fu can also knock you down?"

Hank was also confused, and said to himself, I don't understand it at all! What happened just now, why did he fall twice in a row for some reason?

got up again, looked at Ren Bufan vigilantly, and thought about the situation just now.

It's just that the other party's speed is too fast, and he didn't let him see it clearly at all, and of course he couldn't figure it out.

The companions below the ring are looking at themselves and must save face.

Hank took a deep breath and rushed towards Ren Bufan again.

There was no accident, and the next second he fell to the ground with a puff, and he couldn't even touch the other party.

Deng Ju, the principal who was watching from the side, couldn't help frowning slightly: "This is an exchange meeting with foreign schools, so it's a bit too much!"

Hearing this, a voice came from next to him: "I think the student guarding the guard didn't move at all, and he was already quite discharged." From the point of view of martial arts communication, it has been overwhelmed!"

Deng Ju turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was a bodyguard who had come to visit several VIPs.

"Hearing you say that, the students who are guarding the guard are doing good kung fu?" the VIP asked, turning his head.

"Yes!"

"Then when you come to power, are you sure that you will win?"

"Don't be kidding!" Deng Ju said hurriedly.

"I'm not kidding!" the guest laughed, "more than 50 million! If you can make it, you won't have to worry about running out of money to spend in this life." ”

"Are you still short of that money?"

"Bad, why isn't it bad? Who doesn't have a few hundred million in their hands? haha~"

Deng Ju was speechless.

"Well, if you come on stage, can you win?" the VIP asked the bodyguard again.

"I didn't know until I hit it. The bodyguard was expressionless.

"Should you really let him play?" Deng Ju was a little worried, "People are just children, and this person next to you is not simple at first glance......"

"It depends! Anyway, there's no limit, anyone can participate, right?"

"This ......"

When he was talking here, Hank had been knocked down by Ren Bufan seven times in a row, and he didn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes.

Probably because he felt that he was too embarrassed, the foreign teacher who led the team told him to go down and replace him with another person.

The second to take on the field was Werther, who learned judo.

He looked down and felt that Hank was really embarrassed, the other party was a soft move from beginning to end, and he couldn't see the power at all, and it was unimaginable that he was defeated by such a move.

What's more, it is still in this exchange meeting, which makes people feel even more embarrassed and disgraces their school.

Therefore, he has to do his best to defeat his opponent and earn face for himself.

As soon as they enter the field, they salute politely and attack fiercely as the bell rings.

It's just that he just rushed in front of the other party, and the next moment he suddenly fell to the ground, and he couldn't understand why at all.

The other party is still so soft attack, and there is no change, why did he fall down inexplicably just after touching it?

Is the opponent a magician?

Werther's face was full of doubts, and he got up again and rushed forward, but he quickly fell to the ground again, also confused.

This time it was the turn of the other companions to blame him, and a dozen people scolded him in English to make him serious.

Witt said that I was already very serious, but every time I fell inexplicably, I was also depressed, okay?

Could it be that this Oriental student really can't do magic?

After getting up and fighting for a few more rounds, he still couldn't touch his opponent, fell six or seven times in a row, and finally refused to stand up, turned around and rolled outside the ring, and shouted at his companions who scolded him in English: "I won't play anymore!

Needless to say, the rest of the companions took turns on the stage, and they always challenged the extraordinary.

The result can be imagined, Ren Bufan didn't have to be serious at all, he dealt with them very casually, and after a while, they retreated to the stage, all of them had psychological shadows, and they refused to continue.

These foreign students even wondered whether the kung fu they had learned was useful? How could they meet a man who was soft in boxing skills, and instead of being able to beat him, he was treated like a monkey?

"It's a pity! The students of Maple Leaf Academy failed to succeed in the challenge, and our champion successfully held ten rounds, and the prize money has accumulated to 550,000 yuan! If the defeated students want to challenge again, they are also allowed. Are there any classmates who want to take on the challenge again?" Gong Liang asked loudly at the students of the foreign school.

The ten Maple Leaf Academy students looked at Ren Bufan in the ring, thinking about the scene of losing just now, and still can't figure out how the other party did it. If you go up again, you will be humiliated, and no one wants to.

"Can we go to school ourselves?" Zhao Lingji saw that the students of Maple Leaf Academy were silent, so he asked loudly, "Can I get money if I win?"

"Didn't you just say that? Anyone can challenge, anyway, it will be over when you have played a hundred games!" Gong Liang replied, "But it is still mainly the students of Maple Leaf College, after all, this is an exchange meeting between the two schools, if they want to continue to challenge, they will definitely be arranged in the front! Students of Maple Leaf College, do you want to continue to challenge? The more you go to the back, the more the bonus will accumulate!"

The student who helped the translator next to him took a microphone and shouted at the foreign student, completely paraphrasing Gong Liang's original words.

The ten students of Maple Leaf Academy shook their heads one after another, who fell in love with whom, anyway, they were unwilling to lose face again.

Gong Liang asked several times in a row, and the other party's leading teacher also went over to communicate with his students for a while, and finally couldn't help but go into the ring in person: "Since there is no limit, then I can also challenge, right?"

"Teacher Stanford, do you want to fight in person?" Gong Liang asked loudly through the student's translation.

"yes, yes, I'm going to try it!" Stanford, the leader of the Maple Leaf Academy's martial arts team, nodded and replied in English.

Gong Liang looked at Ren Bufan: "Classmate Ren, is it okay?"

Ren Bufan fought more than a dozen games, his face was not red or panting, and his expression was as usual, as if he had not done any exercise at all. At this moment, he looked at the team leader teacher who came to the stage calmly: "Yes!"

"Okay, then Mr. Stanford will challenge the champion. Gong Liang's voice fell, and the referee rang the side bell.

"Be careful, I'm serious!" Stafford was bent on recovering face because the ten team members he brought were all defeated, and after assuming a fighting posture, he reminded Ren Bufan.

"Please!" Ren Bufan made a gesture of please.

The two sides saluted, and Stanford put on a boxing stance, approaching Ren Bufan head-on, and quickly launched an attack, and tried several straight punches in a row.

Ren Bufan easily avoided it, did not take the initiative to attack, and continued to maintain a defensive posture.

Seeing this, Stanford stepped over and struck a powerful right hook.

"Smack!" Ren Bufan waved his left hand, blocked the opponent's fist in the air, and drew a circle to eliminate the opponent's attack power.

Stanford was slightly stunned, the previous invincible attack was like hitting cotton, it was not strong at all, and he was taken away by the other party, and his strength disappeared in an instant.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he cautiously stepped back and moved with flexible steps, his eyes locked on Jia Zhengjin, and he thought secretly.

When the students came to the stage just now, he was also anxious when he looked below, thinking that Ren Bufan's moves were very simple, very slow, and had no strength, and there was no reason why they were defeated by him one by one.

But when I went into battle in person, I found that although the other party seemed to be very slow and the moves were very soft, it made people feel like they were hitting the air, and they couldn't do it at all. What's going on here? Why is this happening?

Now I understand a little bit why Werther kept saying that the other party seemed to know magic after he came down just now.

After experiencing it myself, I really feel that there is a little bit of taste.

Of course, he could be sure that this was not magic, but that the Chinese student in front of him had really mastered the essence of a certain boxing technique. No wonder you dare to set up such a ring. He should have used the so-called Tai Chi, right? He has been here for many years of martial arts exchanges, and it is the first time he has encountered real Tai Chi.

Stanford took a deep breath, put aside all his distractions, and put on a fighting stance again.

Rush forward and attack again and again, using all your strength in an attempt to overwhelm your opponent with your rich combat experience.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful the other party is, he is just a young student, and it is impossible for him to have too much combat experience. You have the advantage of experience, and as long as you beat your opponent in a panic, you can win.

It's a good idea, and it's right.

It's just that Ren Bufan is purely cheating, grandmaster-level Taijiquan, and his own combat experience is also grandmaster-level, and Stanford's way doesn't work for him at all.

In view of the fact that Stanford is the other party's leading teacher, before going to the ring, Gong Liang also secretly told him that if he has a great grasp of the Maple Leaf Academy that came to the friendly exchange, don't let the other party be too embarrassed.

So Ren Bufan didn't knock him down like he did with those Maple Leaf Academy students, but pushed Stanford away from him every time through the push of Tai Chi.

At first, Stanford wanted to win with his combat experience, but in the battle, he realized that the opponent's combat experience was not lost to him at all, and even more abundant.

Moreover, the opponent's seemingly random pushers actually have a lot of force and excellent control.

Push yourself away for the moment, just right.

If you use less force, it will not work on yourself, and if you use more force, it will be easy for you to fall to the ground.

In this way, he is actually releasing water, and said, "Your kung fu is very powerful, is it Tai Chi?"

"That's right!" Ren Bufan smiled and nodded.

"I originally thought that Tai Chi was just a fitness kung fu, but now I know that it also has a strong combat ability!" Stanford immediately said, "Don't fight! You are really good, but we just don't know Tai Chi, this time I will go back and study it carefully, and I will come back next year, and then come back to learn!"

He spoke in English, and Ren Bufan naturally spoke to him in English: "No problem! We are very welcome to come and have any kind of communication with your school." ”

Stanford nodded and said to the referee, "Admit defeat!" But we'll be on the side and see who can take the prize money in the end! I hope this prize money is real, not a fake chip set up by this student who is too confident in his own strength!"

"As long as someone can beat me, the bonus is a lot!" Ren Bufan replied with a smile.