Chapter 17: You're talking too much nonsense

After the shock, Zhang Wei and the others were indignant.

You must know that they often practice martial arts, and they can't say how powerful they are, but it is not a problem at all for one person to take two or three students.

Right now, Lin Fan, an ordinary student, is about to challenge all of them with one mouth.

It was an insult, a great shame for them.

"You don't have to go together, I beat you with one hand, and I lose more. ”

Zhang Wei spoke, his face was gloomy, and he was going to do it himself.

"Boss, you can use a knife to kill chickens, this is our class, leave it to me. “

Wang Zhengliang smiled and volunteered.

He is in the same class as Lin Fan and Zhao Chuan, but he rarely goes to class at all, and he messes around in society all day long, and he is ruthless.

Zhang Wei hesitated slightly when he heard this, and nodded.

"It's okay, Wang Zhengliang, don't lose our taekwondo people. ”

Although Wang Zhengliang's strength is not very good, he is also a third-stage white belt, and in Zhang Wei's opinion, it is easy to deal with Lin Fan.

"Don't worry, boss, three moves, I'm going to break three of his ribs. ”

Wang Zhengliang smiled fiercely, with a confident face.

What he is best at is bullying the weak, and Zhao Chuan was abolished by him.

When Wang Zhengliang looked back at Lin Fan, there was already a trace of hideousness in his eyes.

"Lin Fan, you are not too brave to dare to challenge our Taekwondo Club, today I will let you understand why Hua'er is so ......popular. ”

Wang Zhengliang looked around, his face was full of pride, and he talked eloquently.

He likes to watch the weak struggle and pray, which gives him a lot of pleasure.

However, he was disappointed.

Lin Fan's expression was always calm, and he was interrupted by him before he could finish his proud words.

"You're talking too much nonsense!"

Lin Fan shook his head, and then shot directly.

For a scumbag like Wang Zhengliang, Lin Fan didn't want to say a word of nonsense to the other party at all.

One step out, Lin Fan directly stretched out his arm and punched the opponent's chest.

Normal pace.

Normal fists.

Nothing fancy.

You must know that Lin Fan inherited the inheritance of the Divine Dragon King, not only the cultivation secret technique of the Divine Dragon Lineage, but also the combat experience of the Divine Dragon Kings of previous dynasties.

Even if Lin Fan can't fully understand it now, he doesn't need any martial arts skills to deal with a Wang Zhengliang.

"I'll wipe it, Lin Fan actually took the initiative to take action!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, no one expected Lin Fan to be so strong.

But then everyone shook their heads in their hearts.

There are some things that you can't do if you're strong.

No one is optimistic about Lin Fan.

Even Zhao Chuan was ready for Lin Fan to be overturned.

Although most people don't like Wang Zhengliang, the strength of the other party is obvious to all.

Wang Zhengliang didn't expect Lin Fan to take the initiative, he was stunned for a moment, a touch of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in his mouth.

"Lin Fan, with some force, you have to make me take a step back, count me as losing. ”

He made a small grappling and reached out to grab Lin Fan's fist.

In his opinion, it was too easy to deal with a Lin Fan.

He wants Lin Fan to come to a dog to chew.

Wang Zhengliang has begun to calculate proudly in his heart.

However, when his palm was solid with Lin Fan's fist, Wang Zhengliang's face couldn't help but change.

He only felt a surge of power coming from Lin Fan's fist.

This feeling is like being hit by a train, and immediately Wang Zhengliang screamed, and his whole body, like a broken sack, flew out directly upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah....... ”

The scene in front of me changed so fast that it scared many people, and some girls even screamed in the field.

More widened their eyes in disbelief.

Lin Fan actually knocked Wang Zhengliang away with one punch!

Who can believe it if they don't see it with their own eyes.

Don't say that others don't believe it, even Wang Zhengliang himself doesn't believe it.

His chest was hot, and intuitively, he had broken ribs.

Even more difficult for him to accept than the physical pain was grief and anger.

He was defeated by a hillbilly.

And it's a punch.

He struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes breathing fire.

"You...... Poof!"

When you say the word, it touches the wound and sprays blood directly.

And his whole person couldn't hold on any longer, and the double physical and mental torture directly made him faint.

"This Nima, Wang Zhengliang is not an actor after all...... right. ”

Everyone in the audience was blinded, and some people muttered quietly.

After all, no matter how you look at it, it feels.

Lin Fan looked weak and weak, and he actually punched a taekwondo master and vomited blood.

If you didn't know Wang Zhengliang's temper, I'm afraid that everyone would think that this was Lin Fan's trust.

Zhao Chuang also looked sluggish, what kind of strength Lin Fan has, he knows very well, it is the five scum of the battle, what is going on.

He rubbed his eyes hard.

Everyone questioned one after another, and everyone in the Taekwondo Club looked bad, and they all looked at Zhang Wei.

The latter is their vice president, and only he can hope to defeat Lin Fan.

Zhang Wei's face is not good-looking.

He knew very well in his heart that it was impossible for Wang Zhengliang to cheat, but in this way, it was their taekwondo face.

Before, Wang Zhengliang threatened to defeat Lin Fan in three moves, but he was completely defeated in one move, and he finally couldn't calm down.

Zhang Wei stared at Lin Fan with dead eyes, and said with a cold smile.

"Lin Fan, I admit that I underestimated you, I didn't expect you to be so despicable, you actually learned to sneak attack, which is disgraceful, I will meet you!"

As soon as they heard Zhang Wei's words, everyone present understood.

It was indeed Lin Fan who took the lead when Wang Zhengliang was speaking just now.

Then the crowd was excited.

It seems that Lin Fan finally angered Zhang Wei.

The latter is going to take action himself.

No one will doubt Zhang Wei's strength.

Zhang Wei can be a black belt and a fifth-dan master, and he has won awards in the city.

More importantly, he also has an older brother, a disciple of a martial arts gym in the city, who is very famous in the black boxing market, and is also the president of the Taekwondo Club.

Zhang Wei is very experienced under his brother's tutelage.

He is not comparable to Wang Zhengliang and his ilk.

"Lin Fan, I forgot to remind you, my shot is not light or heavy, in case I abolish you later, don't blame me!"

Zhang Wei licked the corners of his mouth, his expression cold.

Lin Fan looked indifferent.

"If you are still the same as before, I advise you to go home and drink milk!"

Although Zhang Wei's leg technique just now seemed to be sharp, it was actually not harmful, and in Lin Fan's opinion, it was even more flawed.

"Lin Fan, you are looking for death!"

Lin Fan's words completely angered Zhang Wei, who roared wildly, and didn't care about posing, so he shot sharply.

He took a few strides, came to Lin Fan, twisted his waist, and swept towards Lin Fan with a sharp whip leg.

Zhang Wei's kick was very fast, almost one or two breaths, and it arrived in front of Lin Fan's eyes.

And the latter, in the eyes of everyone, as if he didn't react, still stood stunned.

"Okay, the president killed him in seconds. ”

"It's so beautiful!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in taekwondo applauded.

"It's over!"

Zhou Qingya in the crowd closed her eyes and sighed in her heart.

Zhao Chuan also turned his head away, not daring to look.

The difference in strength is too great.