On the rammed ground, another splash of dust.

Hong Fan rolled back in embarrassment, and when he got up, the white martial arts uniform had been dyed yellow.

But even if he was knocked down again and again that was close to "playing" and "humiliating", he still looked calm and unembarrassed.

In the face of adversity, he finally realized Hong Li's teachings.

That is, the so-called "Tao is in the first skill".

After more than a dozen rounds of competition, Jiang Youde showed experienced fighting skills.

But Hong Fan is very sure that his skills are far more comprehensive and exquisite than the other party.

The problem is that with the same strength and speed of action, he just can't keep up.

[Jiang Youde's physical fitness is indeed maintained at the level of the pulse surface. 】

Hong Fan adjusts his breathing.

[But his nerve reflexes and dynamic vision are far superior to my ......]

He tried to read his opponent's movements, but as soon as he threw a punch, Jiang Youde grabbed his wrist and fell with his legs.

In just one round, the gap was exposed.

In the boxing gym of his previous life, even if Hong Fan practiced against the honorary curator, he had never seen the other party easily "catch" his jab.

Pro-martial artist-level muscle memory and strategy choices take years to be honed, but here, they can't keep up with the increase in reflex speed as they ascend.

It goes without saying which comes first

[This "humiliation" has benefited me a lot. 】

Hong Fan moved his shoulder circumference, and after confirming that there was no strain, he got up again.

He knew that Jiang Youde's current play was coming at him.

This method, if it is against the original Hong Fan, may really be effective.

It's a pity that there is such a thing as face, and the traverser who has been deprived of the past doesn't care about it.

"Thank you for the advice."

Hong Fan opened his fist and asked loudly.

"Let's move on!"

The voice suddenly dispersed.

At this time, the martial arts training ground was full of sunlight and a clear breeze.

In the eyes of everyone, Hong Fan continued to be tortured by the assistant teacher.

But Hong Ping and Hong'an no longer feel relieved.

They only felt that this guy covered in loess was becoming more and more sharp, and people did not dare to insult him.

On the other side, Jiang Youde's face was no longer relaxed.

He thought that a little trick would make Hong Fan's mentality unbalanced and make a big ugly, but he didn't expect that this kid was not very old, but his heart was extremely calm.

[This result is definitely not enough to satisfy the eldest lady......]

Jiang Youde thought in his heart, and his teeth gradually clenched.

He couldn't know that if he acted according to the eldest lady's wishes, his impression in Hong Lina would inevitably deteriorate.

But thinking of his younger brother who had not gone with the scab on his back, and the old lady who washed the toilet every day, he finally relented.

After seven years of cold and summer, once the Jiang family made up his mind, he never regretted it.

He buckled his right palm forward, blocking Hong Fan's hook and exerting a second force, shattering his fist, and hitting the side of his face with his finger joint with his backhand.

The sound of the blow was crisp, piercing the sky above the martial arts training ground.

Everyone looked at it.

Hong Fan staggered back a few steps, and there was a tingling pain on his face—he wiped it with his hand, but his abdomen was slightly red.

Ethnology sparring, generally do not rush to the face; Even if you rush to the face, you won't exert force.

After all, the face is broken, and it is the most decent.

Hong Fan stood still, frowning at his opponent.

He knew that he was handsome and compelling, and he also knew that the other party had bad intentions.

It's just that I didn't expect to wait for this hand.

"What's the matter, Master Fan, did it hurt you?"

Jiang Youde asked deliberately.

He has served in Zhuyi for many years, and his hands are more than five fingers.

At this moment, it is obvious that he is provoking trouble, but he is not weak-hearted, but asks generously and does not fall into the momentum.

If you face the rest of the children in the ethnology who love to pretend the most, this question may block the matter.

But Hong Fan is much older than Jiang Youde in his heart.

"You just used more force than the pulse surface."

The traverser said coldly.

"It's unruly, and it's dangerous."

Although Hong Fan still has a few internal organs that have not been infiltrated by the sense of qi, he has the Dragon Soul Fruit to additionally strengthen his physical body, and his strength is comparable to the peak of ordinary internal vision.

When sparring, he has been slightly restrained.

Therefore, when the opponent shows overwhelming strength, it is bound to cross the line.

"People who practice martial arts, injuries are common, why should Fan Gongzi forcibly make up for it?"

Jiang Youde shook his head and laughed, rightly arrogant.

"I did explode all at once just now, but it definitely didn't go beyond the scope of the pulse surface."

He didn't give Hong Fan a chance to argue, the volume increased, and the momentum was also raised layer by layer.

"Victory or defeat in martial arts, in anticipation of the enemy's opportunity, in the soldier is not tired of cheating!"

"Fan Gongzi, if you encounter an opponent in the future and give you a sudden blow after showing weakness, will you stop and question like this at that time?"

Jiang Youde clasped his arms with his hands and spoke in a majestic voice, revealing all the brutality and sharpness of his perennial work.

At this time, in the eyes of dozens of students, the teaching assistant was so powerful that it made people afraid and did not dare to refute.

On the martial arts training field, only Hong Fan still breathed deeply.

A slap in the face didn't make him angry.

A little bleeding and bruising wasn't enough to damage his remarkable appearance.

But he knew that he had to get angry, that he had to have a seizure—like he had in many previous workplaces.

Just because anger is an excellent tool.

If today's matter is arbitrarily calculated, then no matter whether Jiang Youde is avenging his mother or being instructed by the eldest lady, there will be more such things in the future.

The mind flashed, and Hong Fan had a strategy.

"You!"

He clenched his hands into fists, gritted his teeth and took half a step forward, staring at Jiang Youde with his head high.

But after all, he didn't dare to do it.

Then, Hong Fan in the eyes of everyone seemed to be deflated, and his eyes looked past the person facing him in front of him and looked into the distance.

"Teach Xi, I have something to do!"

Following Hong Fan's angry words, Jiang Youde and everyone thought that the conflict was over, and turned their heads relaxed.

At this moment, Hong Fan suddenly moved.

He kicked up a large piece of sand and dust, which directly confused Jiang Youde's face.

Under the sting, the latter closed his eyes in response.

Taking advantage of his loss of vision, Hong Fan instantly raised his elbow and delivered a large swing punch, which hit him in the face.

The punch was so powerful that the burly man, who was completely unsuspected, took a few steps back.

When he stood still, he forced his eyes to open and spat to his side again.

But it was bloody sputum mixed with a broken tooth.

At the same time, Hong Fan's voice rang out.

"Victory or defeat in martial arts, in anticipation of the enemy's aircraft, in the soldiers are not tired of deceit......"

He straightened his back as he said and bowed to Jiang Youde.

"Hong Fan, thank you for your advice."

The wind is bleak, and the needles on the martial arts training ground can be heard.

At this time, the students and disciples of the clan looked at Hong Fan's eyes, and they were already in awe.

What kind of Hong Ping Hong'an, it's just a fake trick that only dares to shoot at his classmates, where can he compare to Brother Fan who punches the teacher?!

Hong Fan's return made Jiang Youde's face so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

His heart was already furious.

The first anger is that the broken tooth is no better than the rest of the injuries and cannot be cured - the Dahua Dynasty has no dental implant technology, even if the broken tooth is repaired with gold, it can be regarded as a broken phase.

The second anger is that he has been working in Zhu Yiqi for seven years, coming and going in the wind and fire, but he was injured in public by an inner vision because of carelessness.

As for the last anger, it was because his relatives were held hostage by others, and he was forced to use the three indiscriminate methods of bullying.

"Fan Gongzi has learned and put it into practice, it's really good!"

After taking a few deep breaths silently, Jiang Youde responded.

He bent down to pick up his broken teeth, and his hair was covered with sand.

Everyone knows that the conflict is over once and for all.

On the side of the martial arts training ground, Hong Li was walking briskly from the teaching house.