Chapter 15 ■A generation of masters
All the teachers and vice principal Wang Dezhong present were staring at the every move of the two people in front of them, and they all knew that once they competed, the whole game would mean that it was about to end, so they didn't stop it.
For a while, the arena was quiet again, and everyone was carefully watching the decisive game.
Soon, the action begins!
Gao Daquan ejected and rushed towards An Luoyang first!
The speed is so fast, like a tiger out of the mountain is unstoppable!
An Luoyang was completely ready to defend, and when he saw the speed of Gao Daquan's charge, his face couldn't help but be surprised, he seemed to see a cheetah with lightning all over his body rushing towards him!
At the same time, a thought flashed through An Luoyang's heart, how strong the guy named Gao Daquan was in front of him seemed to be completely unpredictable.
In the blink of an eye, the swift subway fist frantically attacked An Luoyang!
An Luoyang was embarrassed and could only resist desperately with his hands, and he couldn't launch a counterattack at all, just because the speed of Gao Daquan's moves was too fast, and he was almost out of breath when he was almost oppressed.
As Gao Daquan threw fifty-five punches in a row in one breath, he finally saw that An Luoyang's actions began to become sluggish.
Gao Daquan saw the opportunity, clenched his iron fist, and hit An Luoyang in the stomach with one punch!
An Luoyang flew upside down like a kite with a broken string!
The shocked face was as ugly as having just eaten a dead mouse, and he couldn't believe that he had been punched by Gao Daquan, and he flew out upside down!
But just this punch, An Luoyang began to feel a terrible pain in his stomach, he gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, but his steps were vain and did not obey the call.
Gao Daquan stopped moving, and did not take advantage of the danger, but kept a distance from An Luoyang.
But then, no matter what kind of attack An Luoyang used, even the corners of Gao Daquan's clothes didn't touch.
But the discerning people on the field knew at a glance that An Luoyang was not Gao Daquan's opponent at all.
After continuing to fight back for nearly a quarter of an hour, An Luoyang never took advantage, but instead ate several heavy blows from Gao Daquan, and finally, with a "plop", he was exhausted and fell to the ground in discouragement.
Two lines of hot tears slid down An Luoyang's face, and an unprecedented sense of loss welled up in his heart, not that he didn't want to admit defeat, but that he himself simply didn't have the strength to defeat a powerful opponent, Gao Daquan.
Since then, An Luoyang finally had an epiphany and understood the truth, and understood the truth that the green mountains outside the mountain are the outer buildings, the strong have their own strong hands, and a mountain is higher than a mountain.
The game is finally over.
The final result was that the Sanda Club won, and Vice President Wang Dezhong personally handed over the trophy awarded by the campus to Zheng Xuesong.
When everyone wanted to find Gao Daquan to make a winning speech on behalf of the Sanda club.
A resolute departing figure walked out of the gate.
Vice President Wang Dezhong saw all this.
For such a special student as Gao Daquan, he had a different idea in his heart from the rest of the teachers.
As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Gao Daquan couldn't wait to take a shower in the bathroom.
When they came out of the shower, the fat men Qin Liang, Li Jun, and Zhang Zitao also came back.
The three of them bought some beer, drinks and a lot of barbecue, all to celebrate Gao Daquan's victory, and at the same time to make An Luoyang ugly in public.
Zhang Zitao and Li Jun, one "whole brother" in the east and one "full brother" in the west, are calling more and more affectionately.
What made Gao Daquan feel quite helpless was that the beer in the cup was full at any time, and there were delicious barbecues everywhere in front of him.
Gao Daquan simply didn't say anything polite to them, opened his cheeks and chewed heavily, eating with a mouthful of fragrant and oily mouths.
"Eh Quanzi, when did you learn this ability, even I don't know. ”
Qin Liang finally said the doubts in his heart for a long time.
"Well, it's a long story, I'll tell you slowly......" Gao Daquan was thinking about how to make up an idea to say, of course he wouldn't tell them the truth that he had a baby bottle.
I have to explain again, since Gao Daquan took the nectar in the jade bottle twice, his body has already undergone amazing changes, not only his strength and speed have surpassed ordinary people, but even his memory has been greatly enhanced.
In addition, Gao Daquan usually goes to the library to read books, no matter what type of books he reads, there is one type of book that he reads the most, that is, books about martial arts, which is also thanks to the rich collection of books in the library on campus, and there are all kinds of books.
Like what Tai Chi Boxing, Baguazhang, Five Elements Boxing, Wing Chun Boxing, Xingyi Boxing, Drunken Boxing, etc., he has seen it, but after reading it, he has memorized it in his mind, and he can easily bring out the essence of these boxing techniques when needed, which is not difficult to understand.
Now if Qin Liang asked, Gao Daquan explained it like this.
When he went up the mountain to chop wood this summer, he met an old man with a white beard on a mountainside, who seemed to be in a hurry, and looked very thirsty, and then Gao Daquan led him to a well and let him drink well.
But who would have thought that the old man had to thank Gao Daquan and insisted on teaching him a set of self-defense martial arts, but he couldn't resist the old man's enthusiasm, so Gao Daquan had to agree to the old man.
After that, the old man built a hut on the mountain and lived there, and this stay was a whole month, and the old man would carefully teach Gao Daquan the way of martial arts every day, without stopping.
Time flies, seeing the end of the month, Gao Daquan still came to the mountain to collect firewood as usual, and by the way, he learned today's new knowledge of martial arts from the old man, but when Gao Daquan came to the thatched hut where the old man lived, the old man had already left and did not know where to go.
"The old man just left, didn't say anything, didn't leave anything behind?" Qin Liang looked completely convinced, and did not suspect it at all.
"No, the old man looks like a master of the world, and if you want me to say, maybe he has traveled all over the world. Gao Daquan lied and didn't blink.
As soon as Li Jun on the side finished drinking a glass of beer, he said the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time by the way.
Whatever you say, you must worship Gao Daquan as a teacher, and let him give him some advice.
Gao Daquan agreed at that time, saying that if he had time, he would teach Li Jun a few tricks, but he did not promise to be Li Jun's teacher, he explained that since they all lived in the same dormitory, it was more appropriate for everyone to be called brothers.
Then, in order to express his gratitude to Gao Daquan for teaching An Luoyang a lesson for himself, Zhang Zitao drank seven or eight glasses of beer in a row.
It can be regarded as Zhang Zitao's alcohol ratio, if ordinary people have to drink and vomit, because the cup of beer has a capacity of nearly one liter.
This night, Gao Daquan chatted with Qin Liang, Li Jun, and Zhang Zitao until late before going to bed, but the friendship between the four of them continued to rise over time.
After dawn, the university campus gradually became lively.
But today, the topic that Gao Daquan listened to the most on campus was about his match with taekwondo yesterday.
The classmates in the class called "Brother Quan" with admiration on their faces as soon as they met, and even some people from other grades and other classes who didn't know each other called "Brother Quan" when they walked by
Gao Daquan shook his head with a wry smile, it seems that it is better to be a low-key person, otherwise I am afraid of causing trouble.