Zhang Chen, the ace coach of Huihuang Martial Arts School, issued a challenge to Fang Yan, a Chinese teacher at Suzaku Middle School. Fang Yan gladly accepted the challenge. In this powerful showdown, the news, manipulated by someone with ulterior motives, spread instantly to both Huihuang and Suzaku schools.
The students of Brilliant Martial Arts School were extremely excited and ready to fight. They were all expecting Zhang Chen to teach a lesson to the guy who brought hope to the students of Suzaku and shame to the students of Brilliant.
Zhang Chen is a professional, an ace, a three-time Sanda champion in Huacheng, and the best in Huacheng in many people's minds. They have confidence in Zhang Chen. They never thought that Zhang Chen would lose. In their dictionary, there is absolutely no such unlucky word.
As for Fang Yan, even though Suzaku's students praised him as such a powerful figure who had defeated such a skilled Japanese swordsman----who knew if he was really a hero they deliberately exaggerated
Besides, Fang Yan only defeated one person. Along the way, Zhang Chen had defeated countless people, not just hundreds.
You can tell which is better at a glance.
The students of Suzaku were in an uproar, talking among themselves and wailing in agony.
"Did Teacher Fang Yan really agree? That's great. Teacher Fang should teach those strong-limbed but simple-minded guys a lesson----"
"Ah, why does the game start at this time? Why not on Sunday? We have to go to school today-----"
"That's right. I really want to go and cheer for Teacher Fang. What should I do? Should I ask for leave and skip class? That zombie-faced guy will definitely not agree to let me go, right?"
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Qin Yitian rarely appeared in the classroom today. When he heard the discussion of his classmates, a smile appeared on his lips.
"Watching him fight should be more interesting than attending class." Qin Yitian put the earphones into his ears, picked up his bag and walked out of the classroom.
When Tang Cheng saw Qin Yitian’s actions, he quickly pushed the chair away and ran out.
"Qin Yitian." Tang Cheng shouted from behind.
Qin Yitian looked back at Tang Cheng, smiled, and continued walking.
Tang Cheng's heart was suddenly filled with joy. She smiled at him and did not object to him going with her to cheer for Fang Yan.
Soon, this joy turned into disappointment. Because, when I took the initiative to greet her, she didn't even say a word in response. I am the school hunk, why doesn't she respect me at all and help me to maintain my reputation
The revolution has not yet succeeded, and he still needs to work hard. As long as there is a chance, Tang Cheng knows that he will succeed.
He walked quickly to Qin Yitian's side, walked side by side with her, and said, "Qin Yitian, Zhang Chen and Teacher Fang are competing, who do you think will win?"
"Fang Yan." Qin Yitian said calmly.
"Although Teacher Fang is very powerful, Zhang Chen is not someone you can easily mess with. He is a three-time Flower City champion and the nominal number one in Flower City-----"
"Fang Yan." Qin Yitian said again.
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Tang Cheng was speechless. It was hard for him to find common topics with this kind of brainless fan. He was really unhappy to follow Qin Yitian's constant praise of Fang Yan.
Since Huihuang Martial Arts School is a martial arts school, there is naturally no shortage of venues for competitions and exchanges.
In fact, it doesn't matter to Fang Yan where the fight takes place, whether it's a hall or a courtyard, whether it's a wooden floor or a concrete floor, even in the grass or in the forest, Fang Yan can do it with ease - the key is to knock down the opponent instead of being knocked down by the opponent.
The Fang family's martial arts hall is classical and majestic, but every time he competes with Ye Wenrou there, he is beaten like a dog by her. How can Fang Yan feel good about it
Practice Hall No. 1. This is the largest competition hall in Brilliant Martial Arts School. Fang Yan and Zhang Chen's competition venue was chosen here.
When Fang Yan and Zhang Chen arrived, Hall No. 1 was already packed with people. Not only were the spectator seats in the hall filled with students from the Brilliant Martial Arts School, but even every window was filled with heads.
Wang Hui was also in the crowd, with gauze still on his face. He stared viciously at Fang Yan, who was smiling and waving at the students.
"Brother Hui, don't be anxious. This kid will be in trouble soon." Chen Zhian, who was standing next to Wang Hui, said with a sneer.
"Zhang Chen is not a man who knows how to show mercy." Wang Hui said fiercely. "Let's wait and see a good show."
In order to ensure a fair match, Zhang Chen specially invited a referee. The referee was Lin Pingan, the most senior coach of Huihuang Martial Arts School. Lin Pingan had been a coach at Huihuang Martial Arts School for more than 20 years and had been there almost since the school was founded. He was not only a coach at Huihuang Martial Arts School, but also the deputy secretary-general of Huacheng Martial Arts Association.
Lin Ping'an is a short old man with a slicked-back hair and a goatee. He looks like a master in a black Tang suit.
He habitually hid one hand behind his back, stood between Fang Yan and Zhang Chen, and said, "In sparring, friendship comes first, competition comes second. Do not hurt people's vital parts, do not take their lives. If anyone breaks the rules, he will not only lose the game, but also his future. You two are both young people, so don't fight with each other. That will only make you inferior."
Zhang Chen nodded repeatedly and said that it would definitely not happen.
Fang Yan denied it vigorously, saying that they were all friends, how could he hurt or kill a friend? That was what beasts did.
Lin Ping'an took three steps back and made a gesture of spreading his hands.
Fang Yan and Zhang Chen understood each other and stepped back, putting a distance between them.
"Are you ready?" Lin Pingan asked.
"Ready." Fang Yan and Zhang Chen answered at the same time.
"Start." Lin Ping'an raised his hand knife and cut it down hard, as if he was going to cut off a hard object.
Boom boom boom----
Zhang Chen took the lead in launching the attack, bending his body slightly and charging towards where Fang Yan was standing.
Zhang Chen is about 1.80 meters tall, which is not too tall to compete with others in strength. He is not short enough to have much speed advantage.
However, Zhang Chen's specialty lies here, he has both strength and speed. This is also the reason why he has repeatedly defeated strong enemies and achieved good results in the free fighting field of Huacheng.
He rushed towards Fang Yan like a wild bull, and the distance between them was narrowed in an instant.
Wow!
The huge fist hit Fang Yan's face.
The veins on his fists were bulging and the finger bones were crackling.
The whistling sound of the wind broke the silence at the scene, and a cold and dangerous aura rushed directly towards Fang Yan.
The sword can kill people, and sword energy can also kill people.
A fist can hurt people, and the wind from a fist can also hurt people.
Fang Yan was certain that Zhang Chen only had the strength honed through years of training and rich combat experience, and he definitely did not have the internal strength like them.
However, he was able to create such a powerful force just by relying on his own strength, which proved that he was worthy of the reputation of being the number one in Huacheng.
The closer the fist was to the face, the darker the color of the fist became, and finally it turned red, as if it was about to burn in the process of punching.
Fang Yan took a step back!
He just took a step back and just avoided Zhang Chen's powerful punch.
Crash-----
The students of the Brilliant Martial Arts School applauded vigorously, and some even cheered loudly.
"Did you see that? Our coach Zhang beat that guy back with just one punch—"
"That's right, whether it's a mule or a horse, it's time to show its true colors-----"
"The coach's punch was so powerful----If Fang Yan dared to take it head-on, he would be knocked out-----"
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The first punch missed, but it did not affect Zhang Chen's performance.
His body moved forward rapidly, he lunged forward, his hands turned into fists and claws, while his right leg was raised high.
Punch and knee!
This is a combo.
In other words, Zhang Chen's first punch and the current first move were the same move. His first punch was to hit Fang Yan in the face, in order to hit him in the middle or to beat him back.
Hit Fang Yan, and use the second move. Fang Yan has now fallen to the ground and cannot get up.
Unable to hit the middle Fang Yan, the second move was used, and Fang Yan was still in extreme danger.
Because he is the attacking party, and moving forward is always faster than retreating.
When he threw the first punch, he had already taken into account the difference between Fang Yan's retreating speed and his forward speed.
That's the experience!
Battle experience!
Whoosh-----
Fang Yan's body quickly fell to the left side, at a vertical angle of ninety degrees.
He landed on the ground with his left hand, and the strength of his wrist supported the weight of his whole body to prevent him from falling heavily to the ground.
The students of Brilliant Martial Arts School became even more excited.
"See, did you see, the coach knocked him down-----"
"Within three moves----In my experience, the coach will win within three moves----"
"Coach, give him a hard s--"
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Seeing Fang Yan fall to the ground, Zhang Chen's eyes flashed with ferocity.
He stomped his raised right leg down suddenly, stepping hard on Fang Yan's abdomen.
Snap----
One kick missed.
The brown leather boots on his feet stepped heavily on the wooden floor of the practice hall, and fine cracks appeared on the floor instantly. The cracks continued to spread, and the cracks became larger and larger, as if they were about to explode.
Fang Yan supported himself on the ground with one hand to avoid the fatal move, and swiftly twisted his legs towards Zhang Chen's lower body. Using Zhang Chen's legs as the new fulcrum, he rotated his body 360 degrees.
Cut the dragon's tail!
This is a killer move in Tai Chi's "sticky" formula, famous for attacking the lower body. Even if the dragon's tail is stuck, it can only be cut off with a knife. What about the two flesh legs of ordinary people
Zhang Chen's lower body was unstable and his huge body fell to the ground.
boom!
There was a loud bang, which made everyone present feel terrified.
Is this the end? (To be continued)