My Best Stewardess Wife

   Chapter 466 Battle

  I don't know how long the two faced each other. But there was a loud shout.

   This time, Song Yang took the first shot. A punch hit Zhuo Yaobin's body. The punch seemed slow and fast. Contains great power.

   Zhuo Yaobin frowned upon seeing this. A big drink. He shook his body, dodging the opponent's punch. Then an uppercut hit Song Yang's chest.

   However, Song Yang seemed to be well prepared, and easily resolved his move. A whip leg swept across his waist.

   The two of them fight fast. Very fast.

   Although it seems that the two are evenly matched for the time being. But Chu Yunhao, who was on the side, saw the way. This Zhuo Yaobin was suppressed by Song Yang everywhere.

   is exactly what Chu Yunhao said. Now Zhuo Yaobin is extremely depressed. He was secretly horrified by Song Yang's progress, it seemed that Song Yang fought against Song Yang every time. I can feel his progress very strongly. Every time they can advance their own offensive and stifle their own offensive in the cradle. Song Yang was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

"Hahaha... Zhuo Yaobin didn't expect that for so long, your Nanquan still didn't seem to improve. If your strength stops here, then I will announce the end of the battle." Song Yang was extremely at Zhuo Yaobin said coldly.

   "Stop talking nonsense." Zhuo Yaobin smiled coldly. Carefully deal with Song Yang's offensive.

   Seeing that Zhuo Yaobin didn't seem to want to surrender, Song Yang said with a cold snort, "If that's the case, then I'm welcome."

   said, Song Yang kicked his feet heavily on the ground. The whole person took advantage of this huge bouncing force to fly up, and then slashed down, slashing down **** Zhuo Yaobin's shoulder.

   Zhuo Yaobin could feel that Song Yang's foot contained at least a hundred jins of strength. He frowned and drank loudly. Cross your hands and stand in front of you.

   But Song Yang's leg was something Zhuo Yaobin could easily block.

   "Touch!". Zhuo Yaobin felt pain in his hands. The whole person was directly knocked back four or five steps.

   Before Zhuo Yaobin could react, Song Yang's feet fell on the ground. Another spin kick swept away Zhuo Yaobin's body.

   Zhuo Yaobin had not recovered from Song Yang's previous kick. Plus this kick. How can he continue.

   "Touch!". Zhuo Yaobin was kicked by Song Yang on the waist. The whole person fell three meters away and landed on the ground, his face pale.

   "President..." Several members of the martial arts club rushed forward when they saw that their president was injured.

   "President, are you alright?" The members of the martial arts club looked at Zhuo Yaobin's ugly face. Some worry.

   "Wow..." Zhuo Yaobin couldn't bear it any longer, his face flushed and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

   "President, you... hurry up and call an ambulance..." The little girl with glasses looked at her president and burst into tears.

   "No, I'm fine..." Zhuo Yaobin waved his hand and stopped the member who was going to call an ambulance.

  The little girl with glasses looked at Song Yang and said coldly, "Song Yang, why are you so cruel? What grievances are there between our president and you, so why are you like this?"

  Song Yang smiled lightly, and said coldly to the little girl wearing glasses: "You and I naturally have no grudges, but fists and feet have no eyes, and we will inevitably get hurt."

   The students who were watching on the side were talking a lot. However, it is inevitable that some people will say that Song Yang's shot is really too heavy. Of course, some people support Song Yang's statement, saying that fists and feet have no eyes, which is normal. But more people are silent.

   "Hey, I think your martial arts club might as well be cancelled! It's not as good as our Taekwondo club at all. Although Huaxia martial arts has had its glory days, it has declined. It's not as good as our Taekwondo club at all." Song Yang looked at Zhuo Yaobin and said coldly.

   Zhuo Yaobin's face changed suddenly when he heard the words. He looked at Song Yang and said, "Song Yang, don't forget, you are also from China. Do you think you have forgotten your ancestors?"

   "Hehe, Zhuo Yaobin, I forgot to tell you, my family immigrated to Korea three years ago, so I'm sorry, I'm from Korea. Not from China." Song Yang said to Zhuo Yaobin very proudly.

   Song Yang didn't know that many people around him were already disgusted with him. Although these people admire Goryeo's taekwondo, Song Yang's denigration of Huaxia's national quintessence still makes many people feel uncomfortable.

   Even so, most people at the scene chose to remain silent. After all, it is a fact that Chinese martial arts are gradually declining. At least internationally, in many martial arts competitions, martial arts do not have any advantages.

   "Hehe, who said that martial arts has declined! I compare with you..." Chu Yunhao knew that it was time for him to show up.

   "Who are you?" Seeing Chu Yunhao appearing, Song Yang didn't speak, a young man from the Taekwondo club looked at him.

   "I am a member of the martial arts club." Chu Yunhao said lightly.

   "Why haven't I seen you?" Song Yang looked at Chu Yunhao strangely.

   Not only Song Yang, but even the members of the Hangda Wushu Club looked at each other strangely, because they had never met Chu Yunhao. Where did this person claiming to be the Wushu Club come from? Seeing Chu Yunhao's heart was a little strange. But they didn't say anything, they just silently watched from the sidelines, watching the development of the situation.

   "Hehe,..." Chu Yunhao didn't answer Song Yang's question.

   Song Yang didn't ask any further questions. For him, even the president of the martial arts club was no match for him, let alone an ordinary member of the martial arts club. To Song Yang, this was nothing at all.

   "You want to fight with me?" Song Yang stared at Chu Yunhao.

   "Hehe... You said that martial arts is inferior to taekwondo. I'm not convinced. I also want to see why you say that." Chu Yunhao held his hands and looked at Song Yang.

   The students who were watching were all excited at this time. Obviously know, there is fun to watch.

   Although Li Chengxian didn't speak Mandarin, he knew that Chu Yunhao was going to challenge Song Yang, and looked at Chu Yunhao with sharp eyes.

   "You want to challenge our president, pass me first!" A young man stepped forward. He looked at Chu Yunhao with a sneer.

   "You... can't..." Chu Yunhao glanced at the young man and shook his head.

  The people watching on the side felt that Chu Yunhao seemed to be too big. Only Jiang Siying was not worried at all. She knew Chu Yunhao's strength. Even if these taekwondo practitioners went together, it probably wouldn't be enough for Chu Yunhao to jam his teeth.

  The young man looked at Chu Yunhao's contemptuous eyes, and was immediately furious. Knowing that Chu Yunhao looked down on him, he snorted, "You are so arrogant, pick me up first."

   said, the young man swept over Chu Yunhao's body with one leg.

   This leg is fast and fast, very fast.