Ares descends from the mountain

"This brother, what kind of martial arts did you use just now?" At

this time, the students who came from behind couldn't help but ask curiously when they saw Ling Feng's domineering scene.

"Martial arts, I didn't use martial arts!" Ling

Feng replied truthfully.

Indeed, to deal with this three-legged cat, he can rely on the most direct strength and speed.

At

this time, Liu Jinyin rubbed his swollen skin and got up, looking at the fingers of the people next to him, his face was as swollen as a pig's liver, but he still said stiffly: "Stinky boy, don't be rampant, it was an accident just now... I haven't used all my strength yet!"

"Poof... Cut off the flow, you simply say that you slipped on your own. There

was no need for Ling Feng to open his mouth, someone had already helped to taunt him.

"That's right, that's right, what they're best at in taekwondo is leg work, and it's really smooth to slide on!" the

crowd laughed.

Even Cai Kun felt as if he had a bad breath.

"You... What do you mean? You are still not from my Liu Jinyin Taekwondo Club?" Liu Jinyin

suddenly became furious, and originally wanted to take the opportunity to show off and continue to suppress these people who practiced Chinese martial arts, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

Not only did it not achieve the effect, but it was not possible to steal chickens and rice.

Only then did he realize that he didn't know when he had become the public enemy of the Taekwondo Club.

"Liu Jinyin, didn't you just say that we are all garbage? Why did you become your own person with our group of garbage?"

"Yes, then you are not a garbage!" Someone

in the crowd heard Liu Jinyin's words and immediately shouted: "Do you really think that you are the senior brother of the broken water flow in the star movie?

"It's just, what the bullshit is all about? Follow the gringos as treasures.

"Originally, in the professional ring of foreigners, no one uses it, I'm sorry!"

In fact, Ling Feng was a stranger to them, although pulling Mei Yinxue's hand made them jealous, but then again, Mei Yinxue was originally their unreachable and incomparably distant existence.

Compared with Liu Jinyin, who wants to step on their heads, Liu Jinyin is still angry.

Mei Yinxue, who had originally retreated into the crowd at this moment, couldn't help frowning.

Looking at Ling Feng's back, he was angry and curious.

Needless

to say, Zhang Wenjing, followed by Cai Kun and Liu Jinyin, is indeed very powerful.

The key is that this product still has an extremely strange temperament, obviously he was hostile to everyone at the beginning, but in the blink of an eye, how could all a group of people be turned against him?

If the classmates who didn't know the previous situation passed by at this moment, they would think that they were all fans of Ling Feng!

"You... Are you all going to rebel one by one?" Liu Jinyin stomped his feet angrily.

"Bah, rebellion? You are also qualified to say this

?" "Do you think the school's martial arts club belongs to your family?" and forcibly changed it to taekwondo!

""That's right, tell you, we've put up with you for a long time

!" "I didn't expect that the people who mock us every day are just a fancy fist and embroidered legs!"

"..."There

was another burst of ridicule, and Liu Jinyin was so angry that his soul was about to come out: "Fart, you... How dare you insult Taekwondo! Huaxia's martial arts are originally fists and embroidered legs!

""Ouch, what about a hard mouth? This guy is standing here, you have the ability to defeat him!"

"Yes, yes, if you win him, we will obey you."

"Yes, otherwise, if you don't have the ability, don't shout all day long, others are rubbish.

A group of people coaxed again, and some people even simply stood beside Ling Feng: "Pretty boy, help us beat him!" "

Oh?"

Hearing the word pretty boy, Ling Feng's eyes lit up.

There is an inexplicable feeling of enjoyment in my heart.

Finally, someone thinks he is handsome, and this vision is about to catch up with his mother.

"Okay! Stinky boy, since that's the case, I'll issue a formal challenge to you!" Liu

Jinyin finally couldn't bear it anymore.

It just so happened that the pain in his buttocks had magically disappeared, and he found that he had nothing to do at all, and he felt that the strength of Ling Feng in front of him was not good.

With so many people coaxing, he had no way out.

If he is cowardly today, will he still have to mess up in the Taekwondo Club in the future

? It's just that when he said this, his heart was still very empty, and he could only pray: Accident, it was all an accident just now!

" Challenge?

" Hearing this, Ling Feng shook his head and smiled: "Forget it." "

What, cowardly?"

Liu Jinyin suddenly came to his senses.

Especially when he saw a group of coaxing students, with a look of disappointment on his face, he finally regained his confidence: "Boy, if you coax it, apologize obediently, our people from Tianhai University are still reasonable."

"No, it's not. Ling Feng shook his head, "It's just that you can't even catch my move, if you want to be beaten, just open your mouth directly, why do you spend so much effort?" "

Challenge me, I have to use real kung fu, you are not qualified." "

Poof...

Ling Feng's words instantly made everyone react, and they all gave a thumbs up: "I'll go, this force is pretending to be energetic, I like it!"

"Hahaha, have you learned how to cut off the water flow? This is the style of a master."

In the echo of a group of people, a little beauty beside Mei Yinxue also rubbed her eyes suspiciously: "Ah... Why does this guy look a little handsome?"

Uh...

Mei Yinxue glanced at the girl's paper, and then at Ling Feng, and suddenly her eyes were as if she had seen a ghost.

Because, for some reason, she also seemed to feel that Ling Feng exuded a very special aura.

But at first glance, Ling Feng was just standing so plainly.

As everyone knows, even if Ling Feng is standing so casually, he doesn't have any internal breath, but he has already secretly qualified the starting style of fighting.

If there were masters present, it would be obvious that Ling Feng's preparation at the moment was flawless, almost flawless.

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