"Are you looking for death?!"
The tall and fat student suddenly became furious and lifted Han Xiao up from the ground.
"What the hell is this bastard doing in front of a woman!"
"You idiot, I'm going to slap you so hard that your mother won't even recognize you!"
Seeing Han Xiao being picked up, several students cursed loudly.
Ning Xi covered her face with her hands in dismay when she saw this. This guy was really good at stirring up trouble!
"Fatty, listen and let go."
Han Xiao smiled at the tall and fat student.
"Who the hell do you call the fat guy? I'm going to punch you to death!" The tall and fat student was angry.
"Fatty, believe it or not, I can beat you to death with just one finger." The smile on Han Xiao's face disappeared.
"You're looking for death!"
The tall and fat student punched Han Xiao in the face.
However, before the punch could hit Han Xiao, a finger shadow flashed by, and before Han Xiao's finger arrived, the force of his finger actually blew up the tall and fat student's hair.
He pointed a finger at the fat man's belly.
The students who were watching the excitement around didn't know what was happening, but they saw the tall and fat student weighing at least 200 pounds flying backwards.
Bang!
The fat man fell heavily to the ground, covering his abdomen with his hands and screaming.
"Look, I've already told you, but you just don't believe me. The fat boy can't stand being beaten." Han Xiao sat on the ground again and said with a smile.
Seeing this, everyone in the Taekwondo gym was completely dumbfounded. That effeminate-looking man really used just one finger to send the tall and fat student flying
"What kind of monster is that guy?"
"You used just one finger to knock Weiqiang away?"
"Martial arts?! Internal strength? Damn it, don't tell me this is a fucking time travel from ancient times!"
"You've watched too much TV? What are you wearing?"
"This small body actually has such a huge explosive power, could it be Jin?!"
"Power? What power?"
"You don't understand. I read it in an ancient book. People cultivate strength and then cultivate form. When form reaches its peak, it is martial arts. And when martial arts reach their peak, power will be generated. There is dark power, transforming power, the cultivation of qi and so on!" explained a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
"Fuck, Brother Liang, don't make it sound so miraculous. Is that really true?"
"You guys are short-sighted. Of course it is true. What is written in the ancient books cannot be false. You just don't know it." The middle-aged man shook his head.
"Tsk, what ancient books? Brother Liang, you are reading martial arts novels, right?"
"Okay, okay, just pretend I didn't say anything. You guys are awesome, go ahead and fight him!" The middle-aged man shrugged.
Hearing this, a group of students shook their heads. Even the tall and fat student Wei Qiang was defeated by him with just one finger. Who would dare to fight him? !
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry!"
Ning Xi looked embarrassed, and she pulled Han Xiao up and fled from the Taekwondo gym.
She just wanted to find a suitable place to fight a few moves, but something went wrong...
"I say, you are too good at causing trouble." Ning Xi stopped the car and glared at Han Xiao unhappily.
"Girl, someone else wanted to hit me." Han Xiao made an innocent expression.
"If you don't call others trash, will they beat you?" Ning Xi was a little helpless.
"They are indeed trash." Han Xiao thought for a moment and replied seriously.
Hearing Han Xiao say this, Ning Xi's mouth twitched, and she was speechless.
"It's all just some fancy moves, boring." Han Xiao looked bored.