"That's perfect. I was just thinking of teaching him a lesson. Do you want to place a bet? Should I kill him in one move, or kill him slowly?" Chen Bo thought about the captain of the Taekwondo team and felt that he was really unlucky to be facing him again.
As soon as Chen Bo finished speaking, Fu Hao said from the side: "Boss, just play him to death slowly up there, and don't let him surrender."
"What's wrong? Do you have any problem with him?" Hearing Fu Hao so anxious, Zhang Chengming asked him from the side.
Fu Hao chuckled, then glanced at the captain of the Taekwondo team on the other side of the field, and then said, "That guy's name is Yang Huan. He taught me a lesson when I was a freshman. But I haven't found a chance to teach him a lesson in the past two years."
After hearing what Fu Hao said, Chen Bo and the others all understood what he meant.
Isn't this clearly killing someone with a borrowed knife
But Chen Bo really had to agree, otherwise, this new brother would leave him again.
"Okay, then leave it to me. I originally wanted to destroy him in one move, but since you called me boss just now, I will use him to vent your anger." Chen Bo nodded with a smile, then stood up and waited for the host to call his name.
The host waited until a match was over and a stage was vacated before he took out the microphone and read into the phone in his hand: "One hundred and twenty, one hundred and thirty-four, please go to stage three."
Chen Bo turned his head and chuckled at Zhang Chengming and the others, then walked towards platform number three.
At this time, the captain of the opposing Taekwondo team seemed to have discovered that his opponent this time was Chen Bo. After standing there in a daze for a few seconds, he walked down directly.
Chen Bo chuckled lightly, thinking that he was going to go on stage to die. Chen Bo felt that he was still very grateful for the devilish training from his old master.
"Tell me your number and name!" The referee said to them after they walked onto the stage.
"Number one hundred and twenty, Chen Bo from Business School." Chen Bo replied to the referee.
"Number one hundred and thirty-four, Yang Huan from the Wushu Academy." The captain of the Taekwondo team standing opposite Chen Bo replied.
The referee glanced at the two of them and asked, "Is there anything else you want to prepare? If not, you can start now."
Neither Chen Bo nor Yang Huan said anything, they just looked at their opponents.
Looking at the Taekwondo team captain who had been hit by him before, Chen Bo chuckled and said, "Is it interesting to imitate foreigners' fancy punches and kicks?"
"I learned my boxing skills from someone, so why should you care? Don't think you are so powerful just because you could beat me outside the locker room." Yang Huan was not someone who was easily bullied. Although he had seen Chen Bo's moves before, in Yang Huan's opinion, he was not in the same league as those people Chen Bo had fought with before.
Chen Bo didn't say anything else, he just raised his foot and slowly walked towards Yang Huan.
Yang Huan's face was covered with sweat as he watched Chen Bo's movements. Although he said he was not afraid of Chen Bo, Chen Bo had defeated his opponent in three rounds with one move, which made him feel afraid.
"Are you nervous? Don't be afraid. I won't get rid of you in one move, because someone asked me to play with you slowly." Chen Bo said to Yang Huan, while he was still walking.
Chen Bo's approach did not bring Yang Huan back to his senses. After listening to Chen Bo's words, he stood there wondering in his heart who asked Chen Bo to come and play with him.
But just as he was thinking, Chen Bo suddenly kicked him.
Yang Huan was caught off guard and was kicked in the chest by Chen Bo.
Fortunately, Chen Bo didn't use much strength in this kick, because he had promised Fu Hao that he would kill Yang Huan on the stage.
"Cough cough..." Yang Huan slowly got up from the ground and coughed heavily twice.
But what surprised him was that he was not killed instantly by Chen Bo. This made him feel a little proud, and he couldn't help but laugh at Chen Bo: "Haha, I really thought you were so powerful that you could kill me instantly with one move. Look, I'm still standing up."
Chen Bo chuckled, and before Yang Huan noticed him, Chen Bo rushed towards Yang Huan again.
However, this time the two were a little far apart, so when Chen Bo rushed towards Yang Huan, Yang Huan had already reacted and stretched out his hands forward to try to block Chen Bo's attack.
Yang Huan thought that since Chen Bo's strength was not that great, he could definitely block Chen Bo's attack by blocking with his hands in front.
Seeing Chen Bo rushing towards him quickly, Yang Huan was not too worried.
But when he was two or three meters away from Yang Huan, Chen Bo's body suddenly turned, and the route he was originally rushing directly in front of Yang Huan suddenly changed to rushing from the right.
Moreover, the two were originally very close to each other. When Yang Huan saw Chen Bo suddenly change direction, he didn't have time to guard against it before Chen Bo's fist had already hit him.
“Ah…” Yang Huan screamed and was beaten to the ground again.
But this time Yang Huan was still a little surprised, because although he was hit by Chen Bo, he was not seriously injured, he just felt a little pain in his stomach.
"Haha, kid, did you use up all your strength in the previous few games? You are just tickling the boss." Yang Huan slowly stood up again and said to Chen Bo beside him.
"Really?" Chen Bo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked Yang Huan, while he took two steps forward and kicked towards the other party.
This time, Yang Huan had learned his lesson. Seeing Chen Bo kicking towards him slowly, he jumped back.
Chen Bo had no intention of kicking him, so he didn't use much strength. As for Yang Huan's ability to dodge, Chen Bo was not too surprised.
But when Yang Huan jumped back, because he didn't see the situation behind him clearly, he jumped without paying attention, his legs bent and he fell to the ground.
Seeing the situation on the field, although there were several other fields where competitions were going on, Yang Huan and his team still attracted a lot of attention. After discovering that Yang Huan had fallen, many students all laughed in their seats.
"Are you so useless? I haven't even kicked you yet, and you're already so scared?" Chen Bo stood there, lowered his head and smiled condescendingly at Yang Huan.
Yang Huan naturally knew that he had lost face this time, but he simply did a backflip on the ground and continued to stand in front of Chen Bo.
"What's the point of being so cocky, kid? I was just playing tricks on you just now. Come here and continue." Yang Huan said this while pretending to be ready to take action.
Chen Bo's eyes were fixed on his movements. As long as he made the first move, he would quickly respond with a follow-up move.
Perhaps because he felt that he had no chance, Yang Huan did not dare to get too close. Chen Bo felt bored standing there, so he had to create some opportunities for the other party.
While Yang Huan was staring at him, Chen Bo lowered his head to look at his feet, pretending that there was something dirty, and bent down to wipe it off his shoes.
Seeing Chen Bo's actions, Yang Huan naturally thought he had a chance.
I thought that Chen Bo was too careless and even dared to polish shoes on the court.
Thinking this in his mind, Yang Huan clenched his fists, and without even thinking, he kicked out and rushed towards Chen Bo.
Looking at the situation on the court, many people thought that Chen Bo would definitely be beaten by Yang Huan. After all, it was Chen Bo's own carelessness that he was actually polishing his shoes on the court.
Just as they were thinking this in their hearts, Yang Huan had already rushed to one meter in front of Chen Bo.
He suddenly raised his feet, and without even thinking, he swung his fist at Chen Bo's back.
But just as he was about to smash his hand down, Chen Bo seemed to feel uncomfortable squatting like this, so he quickly sat on the ground. However, as soon as he sat on the ground, Chen Bo's feet swept forward.
Just like that, Chen Bo's feet kicked right onto Yang Huan's legs, and Yang Huan was concentrating on punching Chen Bo's back. After Chen Bo sat on the ground, he hadn't reacted yet.
So in the next moment, Yang Huan's body flew into the air, and his hand hit nothing.
"Bang..."
Yang Huan's body fell heavily to the ground, and then he lay there, unable to get up again.
Only then did Chen Bo slowly stand up, glance at Yang Huan, then turn his head and say to the referee: "Referee, it seems that he was not paying attention. I guess he can't get up."
After hearing Chen Bo's indifferent words, the referee hurried towards Yang Huan.
When the referee saw that Yang Huan had fainted, he quickly called the medical staff and asked them to carry Yang Huan away.
As long as there are no dead people on the field, the person who makes the move wins.
And in this round, Chen Bo naturally won.
The referee came to Chen Bo, raised Chen Bo's hand and signaled to the audience around him, then let go of Chen Bo's hand, took notes, and then signaled Chen Bo to leave the stage.
When he came to Zhang Chengming and the others, Chen Bo smiled at Fu Hao and said, "How is it, is the lesson enough?"
"Well, Boss, you are so cool. It only took you a few moves and it looked like you were playing. But Yang Huan didn't even touch you, and you knocked him out." Fu Hao was already full of admiration for Chen Bo. In his opinion, Chen Bo's strength was unmatched by anyone he knew. (To be continued.)