Zhou faced Chen Linfeng's stormy attack, and did not rush to counterattack, but mainly defended hard.

He also has a deep interest in these traditional national arts, so he also intends to let Chen Linfeng use more moves so that he can study them well.

After all, he felt that among the enemies he encountered in the future, people with special abilities should still be quite rare, and I am afraid that most of them were martial artists.

It's nothing more than different realms and different strengths, but the moves are similar, and they are all connected. It is beneficial and harmless to take the opportunity to find out.

"Wind and thunder cover palm!" After Chen Linfeng punched a few punches in a row, he turned his fist into a palm and slapped out towards Zhou Zheng on the right with one palm. The palm wind is like thunder, as if it contains the momentum of wind and thunder.

Zhou Zheng shot quickly, like a dragonfly dotting water, and with a flick of his fingers, he dissolved Chen Linfeng's violent and fierce palm.

"Four or two thousand pounds?!" the Tai Chi president outside the door exclaimed, "He seems to only use one finger, how did he do this!"

Even he didn't see it clearly, let alone the other members of the association. In the face of the battle between the two on the field, most of these students couldn't see the doorway, just watched the excitement.

Chen Linfeng on the field was even more shocked. Although Zhou Zheng has not made any moves, he has made moves with all his strength. But none of them could pose a threat to him.

As the battle progressed, he also found that Zhou Zheng didn't seem to have the idea of fighting back, more like watching him perform!

There was a feeling of being played as a monkey in his heart, and Chen Linfeng couldn't help but shout, and pounced fiercely again.

Zhou Zheng felt that it was almost over, so he didn't have the heart to continue entertaining him.

As he had done a few times before, he lifted his leg and it was another unremarkable sweep.

But Chen Linfeng's face changed drastically, he could obviously perceive what kind of power was hidden in this seemingly ordinary leg sweep, and he didn't intend to resist like several other presidents.

He suddenly lifted his breath, and his body rose into the air, as light as a flying swallow, overcoming rigidity with softness. Under Zhou Zheng's legs, he flew out and landed steadily on the foam floor dozens of meters away.

Chen Linfeng panted and looked at Zhou Zheng, whose face did not change, and then realized how big the gap was between himself and him.

Those onlookers saw that someone could finally catch next week's move, and they all applauded Chen Linfeng. But to Chen Linfeng's ears, there is no doubt that this is a shame!

He gritted his teeth and looked up at the shelf of instruments at the nunchucks not far away. At the very top of the shelf, there is a large nunchucks engraved with a golden dragon, called "Coiling Dragon".

This coiled dragon stick is more than twice as large as the ordinary one, and the stick body is made of stainless steel, weighing more than 20 catties.

Chen Linfeng jumped up, turned over sideways in the air, and landed with the huge nunchucks in his hand.

He let out a loud shout, changed hands under several armpits, steadily clamped the nunchucks under his armpits, and assumed a fighting posture against Zhou Zheng.

The students who watched it with this hand applauded constantly, let alone dancing it, even if it was difficult to hold it with one hand. This dragon stick is the treasure of the town known as the nunchucks club.

"Zhou Zheng, pick a device as you like!"

Chen Linfeng held the coiling dragon stick, and he had confidence in his heart.

Zhou Zheng smiled, and also remembered his nunchucks performance at the welcome party, "It seems that you are very confident in your nunchucks!"

Zhou Zheng looked around, and when he saw the taekwondo club venue, he seemed to remember something.

"I heard Wu Chuge say that she had practiced in the Taekwondo Club for a while. ”

Zhou Zheng said, walked towards the taekwondo club venue, and came to the shoe cabinet.

Anyone who practices taekwondo at the training ground of the Martial Arts Association must wear a special type of soft cloth shoes in addition to being barefoot.

"Can anyone tell me the shoe cabinet number that Wu Chuge used at the beginning?"

After hearing someone say the number, Zhou Zheng punched out, broke the shoe cabinet, and took out the clean and white sports cloth shoes.

But after seeing some words on Wu Chuge's shoes, Zhou Zheng couldn't help but feel like he was slammed into something in his heart.

On these shoes, I wrote a lot of "positive" words with a red pen!

Chen Linfeng looked at Zhou Zheng's slightly distracted appearance, and suddenly remembered something.

His eyes were full of anger and jealousy, and his hand holding the nunchucks trembled slightly.

"It is no secret that Wu Chuge marks his shoes, and every time he makes a stroke, five strokes is a straight character. ”

"But everybody thought she was counting herself, as a kind of self-encouragement ...... perseverance"

"But now it seems, is it ...... She's writing your Zhou Zheng's name!"

Chen Linfeng couldn't help but shout.

As Wu Chuge's most loyal and powerful suitor, how can he accept this cruel reality?

Zhou Zheng looked at the "positive" characters, and a heart shape was drawn on the outside of each written orthography.

Zhou Zheng had mixed feelings in his heart, and he also remembered some words from the last time he drank with Huang Shenglong, "Wait for my long hair to reach my waist, how about my lover return?"

She was counting the markers, but she wasn't necessarily counting how many times she had been in training, so she wasn't telling herself how many times she missed that person.

The students outside the door were speechless, they only thought that Zhou Zheng had come to Chen Linfeng to seek justice for his friend.

Who would have thought that this unattractive man still had such a relationship with Wu Chuge?

Therefore, they also understand that the grievances between Zhou Zheng and Chen Linfeng are not so simple!

Chen Linfeng roared angrily, and a stick was struck, and a hanging cowhide sandbag next to it broke in response, and the fine sand fell like flowing water.

"Why! What is so good about you Zhou Zheng? In terms of appearance, talent, family background, and protection for her, who compares to me? How much have I paid for her? What am I not as good as you? Why did she fall in love with you!" Chen Linfeng's emotions were already a little out of control.

Zhou Zheng looked at Chen Linfeng's almost crazy appearance, and couldn't help frowning.

"My sincerity to Wu Chuge, the entire Haicheng Academy, who doesn't know? I have countless ways to get her person, but I didn't use any indiscriminate means, because I really like her! But you Zhou Zheng, what's it!"

Listening to Chen Linfeng's grief-stricken shouts regardless of his personal image, some students outside the door were also slightly moved and silent.

Even some girls had tears in their eyes. In any case, Chen Linfeng's out-of-control performance today is enough to prove that he is sincere.

"Really?" Zhou Zheng looked at Chen Linfeng, not moved by his words. "You also deserve to say the word "sincerely?"

"You keep saying that you really like Wu Chuge, isn't it after she became a star? Have you ever seen her wearing old clothes and dressed as a village girl?"

Chen Linfeng listened to this, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he couldn't speak.

"Do you know that she was bullied by several second ancestors last year because of a little thing, and even broke her leg! What have you done for her? You keep saying that you are sincere, in addition to your appearance, have you ever understood her heart? Where did you get the face to say the word sincerity!"

"That's all I say, you're doing it yourself. ”

Chen Linfeng's eyes were red, and he was speechless by Zhou Zheng's words, but he still raised the nunchucks in his hand.

"I don't care! I have to beat you today! I want to prove that only I am worthy of her!"

Facing Chen Linfeng, who rushed over with a coiling dragon stick like crazy, Zhou Zheng untied Wu Chuge's pair of cloth shoes and laces.

He tied the two shoelaces together, held them in both hands, and pulled them gently.

It was made into a simple nunchuck.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

In the almost airtight coiling dragon stick spiral flower danced by Chen Linfeng, Zhou Zheng found a gap and suddenly threw out the cloth shoes "nunchucks" in his hand.

"Smack!"

The sole of the shoe was pumped into Chen Linfeng's face, and he flew out upside down, and the coiling dragon stick also flew away.

A slap in the face, crisp and loud!