What is Rim?

Yang Junfei never thought about this question because he didn't believe it at all. Copy this address to browse only because he had a strange dream, and he suddenly remembered this word.

The sunlight was soft, bringing him a hint of warmth, just in time for the cold air of the early morning.

By the way, it's early in the morning, and I've just turned sixteen years old and I've been in the United States for more than a week. Yang Junfei rubbed his eyes and looked at the bedside, and at some point, Jan stood in front of him.

Jan is the landlord's eldest son, seventeen years old.

Yang Junfei washed the cereal with milk and ate it. The landlord, Bancy, also got up early and prepared lunch for him to take to school.

At the school gate, he met his old friend Zhong Jian, who shouted at Yang Junfei from afar, "My family is really that, and I have to pay for my own meals!" ”

Yang Junfei just said "um" a few times, as if he hadn't seen him. "Hey, what's wrong?!" He yelled again.

"Ah, it's you! When will it ......" Yang Junfei was taken aback.

"What's the matter, a sad look. Lost in love? Zhong Jian snorted haha, and asked "with concern" as he walked.

"you, I'm just thinking about some life philosophy."

"Hmph, the philosophy of life? How could you think that even the self-confidence of the body has fallen! ”

Today is an out-of-school class, and there are two teachers, a boy and a girl. The two of them stood together and succinctly expressed the meaning of the difficult idiom "clear pair".

The male teacher was so fat that he was almost bloated, and his body was almost twice that of the female teacher.

Relatively speaking, he has a good impression of female teachers, and always thinks that male teachers are too proud.

The female teacher's name is Linda, and she often claims that her name is the most common name in the world, ranking first. As for the name of the male teacher, Yang Junfei has not figured it out until now, but I have to admit that the fat man's class is really good, and he can even quote Lao Tzu's "Theory of Wu Wei" from time to time.

I remember when I arrived in Nick City in Portland on Tuesday, he was so distracted that he lost all his backpack and caused a carload of people to accompany him everywhere to find him, and finally let him find it.

Zhong Jian was very helpless about his state of lost soul.

Today's off-campus activity is to organize a visit to a high school. During the break, Yang Junfei boredly walked to the grass away from the crowd, folded a piece of grass pole in his mouth, and lay on the ground.

Fate came without warning, and it was those dozens of minutes of meeting that made him miserable until now.

"Well, it's so unhygienic, be careful of getting sick!" Suddenly, he felt someone sit beside him, bringing with him a fresh breeze.

This is a voice he will never forget, and its owner is an extremely delicate Chinese girl, in his memory, that girl has always been beautiful.

He looked to the side and said indifferently, "I know?" ”

"My name is Bingying." The girl smiled and grimaced at him, "Aren't we now acquainted?" ”

Yang Junfei spat out the straw and looked at her.

She sat beside her, dressed in a plain dress with her hands on her knees.

She just looked at herself quietly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, generous, and did not deliberately avoid her gaze. It seems that she is a very confident girl.

"Don't you like to play with everyone?" Zhang Bingying asked, pointing to the crowd in the distance.

He shook his head impatiently, "Playing with them?" There is no need for this. ”

"Then I'll have fun with you." She winked at him with a pretty wink, "What's your name?" ”

"There's no need to tell me."

"Why are you so cool, stingy."

Yang Junfei didn't pay attention to her anymore, but just moved his eyes to the group of people in the school.

Zhong Jian was smiling wickedly at him from afar, constantly scribbling haphazardly in sign language.

Looking at the sky, it was still as blue as ever, blue and transparent. Occasionally, small clouds drifted by, but before they could leave their sight, they dispersed.

It must be very windy there! He concluded like that. Suddenly, it darkened in front of me, no, what was blocking the light.

Yang Junfei looked over his eyes very reluctantly, and he saw several tall boys in judo uniforms.

"******, I heard from your friend, your national kung fu is very good, do you dare to follow us?" The one who took the lead asked loudly in a mocking tone.

"Ignore them, let's go over there!" Zhang Bingying hurriedly took his hand and wanted to leave.

"Ha, he's scared, coward." The crowd laughed.

"That guy didn't plant at all, and he learned to soak horses. Go and beat him up! ”

Yang Junfei didn't want to make trouble, sneered, and silently followed the girl.

But he didn't go far when a stone was thrown from behind him and hit him in the back, and then, a gloomy voice said, "Get out of here, damn it, the sick man of East Asia!" ”

"******, who is it?" He jerked around, his gaze shooting like lightning to the man who had spoken.

It was a yellow man, and he seemed to be of Chinese descent, and this proud American citizen should have long forgotten that he still had the blood of his countrymen, and that he also had a yellow complexion.

He stared at himself viciously, his eyes shining with a sneer.

"His name is Peter...... "Zhang Bingying whispered close to his ear.

For the first time, Yang Junfei felt that he was angry, and he shouted, "Hmph, I love to fight, it's this kind of traitor!" ”

"But he's a fourth-dan judo ......"

I don't know what kind of force supported him to stand on this stage.

There were a lot of people sitting around, and he looked up to see Zhang Bingying's worried gaze, he smiled to reassure her, and then looked at his opponent.

Peter is tall and has plenty of muscles, but that only shows that he has a lot of brute strength.

Although it is a friendly match to the outside world, Yang Junfei knows very well that it is only in name, like ****, and it also needs to be used under the banner of assistance and communication, or to promote racial integration.

On the platform, there must be a person who falls.

Now Peter, like a wounded beast, with big blood-red eyes, eager to swallow himself in one gulp, may be more appropriate to call him "".

Yang Junfei moved his muscles and bones, and secretly thought, "It's been a few years since I've fought with someone else, what should I do?" What kind of boxing is used? Taekwon? Karate? Or Aikido?

"By the way, it's better to use the authentic boxing method of the country, which can make up for the difference in height."

He has been learning martial arts with his father since he was a child, and his father knows a lot of things, so he learns a lot of things.

Sixteen years, he knows almost any boxing skills, although he is greedy and a little unrefined, but the basic use of various boxing techniques is still good.

My father used to say that he was a genius.

Taekwong is suitable for hand-to-hand tactics and is suitable for two people of equal strength. Karate mainly relies on skillful strength to overcome strength, and small strength to turn big strength.

The country's boxing techniques are very mixed, but most of the gist is not to let the other party get too close to themselves, and to keep at least a leg away from the two, although in the attack, it may be passive, but at least when the difference in strength is too large, you can seek self-protection.

Yang Junfei's body is very flexible, and he can basically avoid those clumsy attacks.

It is no wonder that judo is also a hand-to-hand tactic, relying on an enemy who is not close to him, no matter how powerful he is, there is no room for play.

More than ten hours had passed, and Peter still had trouble getting close to him.

There were bursts of "boo" from the audience, and looking at Zhang Bingying, she didn't seem to be too worried, at least, her face showed a hint of a smile.

Yang Junfei was relieved for some reason, and at this time, he made a great mistake, and he carried out the first attack lightly.

Peter dodged, stumbled with his left foot, reached over with both hands, and hit him his left shoulder with his right hand, which locked him tightly and pressed him to the ground again.

Yang Junfei's heart was pressed against the elbow of his right hand, and he wanted to lose, but he heard Peter laugh twice and jumped away. He rolled over and stood up in confusion, a little confused as to why the guy had let him go.

"Brother Ku, how are you?" Zhang Bingying's face turned white with fright, and he almost ran to the stage.

Yang Junfei raised his right hand to signal that he was fine, fortunately, just now he turned sideways in an instant, allowing his left arm to suffer that blow. Looking at his opponent, he was looking at himself mockingly, his face revealing a disgusting deceit, as if admiring a work of art that would never escape the palm of his hand.

Yang Junfei suddenly understood, it turned out that he was not kind enough to let go of himself, but just to continue to torture him.

This bastard! Although he didn't know and didn't want to know why Peter had so much hatred for himself, the person he met for the first time, he only knew one thing at this time, he was angry!

For the second time in his life, he felt his fists clenched, and his anger raced wildly in his body.

I remember the person who provoked himself for the first time, that guy is still living in the hospital, it is said that he has a broken spine, and he may lie in bed for the rest of his life.

That's why I left my hometown and came to the United States.

Yang Junfei was furious but not confused, and constantly lured Peter to throw a straight right hand.

Finally he did, Yang Junfei seized the opportunity, clenched his right fist, and rushed straight towards Peter's body.

"Super heavy punch!" Someone in the audience exclaimed.

Yes, this is the most ingenious and domineering move in karate, super heavy punches! It is the use of the body's power and momentum to inflict extremely powerful blows on the opponent.

But the beauty is that there is only one chance to play this trick, and a mistake also means that you may be knocked down.

Moreover, its attack range is too small, the hand can only be expanded and contracted within a range of about ten centimeters, and if it is too short or too long, it will reduce its power accordingly.

The fist hit the chin, and the Peter guy fell to the ground limply due to the principle of leverage.

There was a burst of restlessness in the field, and they were all stunned by this unexpected ending, only Zhang Bingying was still awake, she ran the platform desperately and hugged him.

"Hey!" Yang Junfei called softly and pressed his left arm.

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