What kind of battle is the most exciting
The two opponents are evenly matched and fight to the death with fists and flesh. This kind of match makes people feel excited and pleasing to the eye.
Zhang Chen’s punch was powerful enough, but he couldn’t touch the corner of Fang Yan’s clothes.
Fang Yan knocked Zhang Chen down, but no matter how hard he used, his moves felt light and fluttery. The onlookers all said that this was not satisfying.
Fang Yan pushed forward with his hands and jumped up from the ground.
He cupped his fists towards Zhang Chen and said with a smile, "Thank you, thank you, Coach Zhang is really good at fighting-----"
Everyone condemned Fang Yan for being too shameless, saying such sarcastic words after winning the fight. No matter how good Coach Zhang is, he is still defeated by you, right
Teacher Fang Yan felt very aggrieved.
This is a standard term used in martial arts arenas. If someone else says it, it's considered noble and upright, but if you say it yourself, why is it considered shameless
Zhang Chen got up from the ground, his chest still aching from the heavy fall he had just taken.
What made him vomit blood was that the match was over before he even touched Fang Yan's skin. He didn't get to enjoy the thrill of the fight, and he didn't get to test Fang Yan's strength. You can imagine how suffocated he felt.
He glared at Fang Yan angrily and said, "This is not the end."
Fang Yan laughed and said, "How do we know it's over?"
"Fight again." Zhang Chen said. "Fight hard. Hit my head, my flesh, my bones -- make me feel pain. Heart-wrenching pain. That's what fighting is."
"Isn't this bad?" Fang Yan refused. "Mr. Lin just said that friendship comes first and competition comes second. Don't hurt people's vital parts and don't take their lives. If we fight here, won't the students watching laugh at us? You and I are both teachers, we can't set a bad example for the students."
"-------" Zhang Chen felt that his injured chest hurt even more. It was as if he had been stabbed hard on top of the original pain.
Lin Ping'an knew the character of Zhang Chen, the martial arts madman, and it was unrealistic to expect him to give up.
He coughed and said, "I did say friendship comes first and competition comes second, but I also look forward to the two teachers bringing everyone a wonderful battle----"
Lin Pingan looked at the brilliant students who were watching and asked, "Did you enjoy watching it?"
"No." The brilliant students shouted in unison.
Lin Pingan smiled and said, "It's not just you who didn't get enough. Even an old man like me didn't get enough. The battle was over before we could even see what was going on. It's such a pity."
Lin Pingan was ultimately on Zhang Chen's side. If Fang Yan defeated Zhang Chen and attempted to further physically harm him, he would definitely stand up and shout that friendship came first and competition came second, and that physical harm and death were not allowed.
However, now Zhang Chen still wanted to continue fighting, so Lin Pingan could only help Zhang Chen against his will.
Fang Yan looked at Lin Ping'an and asked, "Mr. Lin, do you want us to fight again?"
"Let's play another game." Lin Pingan said. "Give us a good game."
Fang Yan's eyes brightened, he nodded with a smile and said, "Then it's as the old gentleman wishes."
The distance between Fang Yan and Zhang Chen was pulled apart again. Lin Pingan stood between them and asked, "Are you two ready?"
"We're ready." Fang Yan and Zhang Chen said at the same time.
"Begin." Lin Ping'an's hand knife cut down again with force.
As soon as Lin Ping'an finished speaking, Fang Yan's body disappeared from the spot.
"Ah-----" someone exclaimed.
Because when their eyes scanned Fang Yan's figure, he had already rushed in front of Zhang Chen and punched Zhang Chen in the face.
He rushed forward quickly and punched straight ahead, exactly the same move that Zhang Chen had just used.
The difference is that Fang Yan is faster and his punches are more powerful.
It is so fast that you cannot catch his trace, and so fast that you cannot hear the whistling wind.
Zhang Chen wanted to dodge, but found that he couldn't dodge at all. Just as he was about to step back, the fist was already in front of him.
boom!
Fang Yan punched Zhang Chen in the face. With a crisp "crack" sound, Zhang Chen's nose was broken.
The nose is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, and the slightest hit will cause blood to spurt out.
Bright red blood spurted out and splashed in the direction where Fang Yan was rushing.
Seeing that Fang Yan’s face was about to be stained with blood, he spun on one foot to avoid the scattered blood and threw himself into Zhang Chen’s arms.
Fang Yan turned his hands into claws and grabbed Zhang Chen's camouflage sportswear, pulling his body down and lowering his head, and slamming his right knee hard into his stomach.
If the punch to the bridge of the nose could still be tolerated, the lethality of the powerful move like the knee hitting the abdomen was too great. Even though Zhang Chen had amazing ability to withstand blows, he still couldn't help but let out a sound of pain.
"Um-----"
Zhang Chen groaned and staggered backwards.
Dongdong----
Just as he was about to take the third step and leave the danger zone, Fang Yan leaned forward slightly and grabbed his arm.
Just like a dragonfly skimming the water!
Push and pull again, push forward to relieve the force and pull backward to control.
Then, Zhang Chen's body fell over again in the direction where Fang Yan was.
"So dirty." Fang Yan frowned secretly when he saw his face and clothes stained with blood.
With a kick, Zhang Chen's body flew backwards into the air.
boom!
Such a large piece of meat fell to the ground, making a sound that made people's spines shiver. Falling from such a high place, I'm afraid the bones will fall apart, right
The decisive blow!
Fang Yan defeated Zhang Chen using his moves, and Zhang Chen had no ability to fight back.
What does this mean
This means that the two of them are not from the same world at all, and are not opponents of the same level at all. Fang Yan can easily suppress and defeat him.
The whole place was silent, no one was talking, no one was laughing, no one was answering Fang Yan's questions. Even breathing felt so heavy.
Zhang Chen, the ace coach of Huihuang Martial Arts School, three-time Sanda champion of Huacheng, and still known as the Sanda King of Huacheng - how could he be so vulnerable in front of this man
Although it was not exciting, or physical, everyone was shocked.
The shock of powerful strength!
Unbelievable shock!
They felt their hearts pounding as if they were about to jump out of their chests.
Fang Yan looked around the room and said with a smile, "Sorry, the scene you wanted to see, where you punch me and I kick you, can't be shown."
The students of the Brilliant Martial Arts School were awakened by this.
Some students ran towards Zhang Chen, trying to help him up and check his injuries.
More people gathered around Fang Yan, ready to use their numbers to punish this arrogant and ruthless man.
Wang Hui had a ferocious expression on his face. He led the crowd forward and shouted hoarsely, "Stop him and avenge the coach-----"
Fang Yan did not hide or evade, was not startled or afraid, and stood proudly.
He stood still, as if waiting for the out-of-control students to rush over.
The bald man was alone and weak. Seeing that these students wanted to gang up on Fang Yan, he desperately squeezed forward and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way, I'm from the security department----"
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan were also watching, and they didn't expect these students to dare to play the wheel stand. By the time they reacted, they had been squeezed into the last row by the crowd.
"Hero, they want to bully Junior Master Uncle." Fang Haohan said.
"They can't bully us." Fang Yingxiong said with a sneer.
As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, grabbed a student's shoulder with each hand, and threw them hard, causing their bodies to fall to the corner. Fang Yingxiong didn't even look at them, and had already grabbed the other two students by the scruff of their necks.
Lin Pingan was checking Zhang Chen's body. When he saw these guys trying to fight, he immediately stopped them: "What are you doing? What do you want to do? All of you, go back, go back-----Discipline Group, Discipline Group-----"
The first student rushed towards Fang Yan and punched him in the body.
Fang Yan leaned slightly to the side and grabbed his arm. The other party did not stop punching and fiercely stabbed a student opposite in the chest.
Another attacker slashed at Fang Yan's ribs with a knife. Fang Yan pulled back and the student turned around on the spot and became a sandbag blocking Fang Yan. He was beaten black and blue by countless people.
The third attacker was kicked away by Fang Yan-----
The fourth attacker was knocked to the ground by Fang Yan's knee-----
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Fang Yan moved.
He actually took the initiative to move towards the crowded area and walked towards the door of Hall No. 1.
"If I want to leave, who can stop me?" Fang Yan shouted arrogantly.
He reached out his hand and slapped the student in front of him down while he was still hesitating whether to slap him in the face or kick him in the crotch.
At the same time, the two bodies quickly changed positions. Originally, Fang Yan was behind, and the student was in front of him. In an instant, the student in front of Fang Yan was behind him, and used his body as a sandbag to block the five or six fists and a dozen big feet behind him.
No matter how powerful other people's punches, no matter how sharp other people's kicks, no matter how fierce other people's attacks, in front of him, they are all hitting the air.
Fang Yan was besieged by countless people, but these people could hardly touch his skin, not even a corner of his clothes.
He raised his foot and walked forward, without turning left or right, but went straight ahead to carve out a path, as relaxed and casual as if he was strolling in a garden.
A student rushed over, but when he saw Fang Yan's smiling face, he quickly retreated.
More students separated to both sides, allowing Fang Yan to walk past them without any effort.
Occasionally someone would try to launch a sneak attack, but would be kicked to the ground by Fang Yan.
In the end, no one dared to stand up and challenge Fang Yan, this terrifying devil.
Fang Yan stopped.
He stood on the cobblestone road, he stood in the middle of the campus, he glanced at the brilliant students in front and behind, and said loudly: "Are you very unconvinced? Do you feel like a weed pheasant? I am stronger than you. I am stronger than you. Now you can only do one thing - raise your heads and look up to the existence of people like me." (To be continued)