White belt was the lowest level of Taekwondo. It had no color, which meant that the practitioner had no Taekwondo knowledge. Everything was starting from zero.
In Nanming High School, only students who attended Taekwondo for the first time would wear a white belt. From the second Taekwondo class onwards, they would wear a yellow belt. This was because after the first Taekwondo class, the practitioner would have a certain level of Taekwondo knowledge.
It had been almost a month since the start of school. There were two classes from Grade 12 and two classes from Grade 1. There were more than two hundred people present. Even the juniors from Grade 1 were wearing yellow belts. Only Pei Feng was wearing a white belt. The white belt tied around his waist was unique and exceptionally eye-catching.
"Damn, why did Huang Haitao find a white belt to challenge?"
"This guy must have provoked Huang Haitao. He's in trouble now."
"Red belt versus white belt … This is going to be interesting, hahaha!"
"Is this guy in the first or second year of high school? He never attended Taekwondo classes?"
"No, this guy is a transfer student. He just transferred to the third class. I think his surname is Pei."
"That means he has skipped three Taekwondo classes."
"Looks like he got in through the back door."
The surroundings were filled with the sounds of discussions and malicious and gloating laughter. The juniors were all curiously sizing up Pei Feng. The third year students were basically all standing on Huang Haitao's side.
After all, no one was familiar with this transfer student. Huang Haitao was very famous. He was one of the top ten fighters in the school's Taekwondo club. What's more … this guy dared to talk back and bully the campus belle, Ding Qianqian.
Pei Feng didn't care about this at all. He turned his head and glanced at Huang Haitao, who was staring at him like a tiger watching its prey. Huang Haitao was obviously full of fighting spirit and wanted to make a fool out of him in front of everyone.
"Huang Haitao, you found a white belt to challenge?"
Coach Liu frowned and looked at Huang Haitao, then at Pei Feng, who was not far away. His frown deepened.
Pei Feng's face was unfamiliar. He was a student from Grade 12, Class 3, and he had a white belt … This meant that he had not attended any Taekwondo classes before this semester. This was his first Taekwondo class.
Naturally, he didn't have a good impression of students who skipped taekwondo classes, but a red belt versus a white belt … this was too much.
"Coach Liu, the rules of the free challenge don't say that I can't take the white belt, right?"
Huang Haitao's words almost caused Coach Liu to choke. He was stunned for a moment before shouting at Pei Feng, "That white belt student, because he's a red belt and you're a white belt, the gap between your ranks is too great, so you have the right to refuse."
As soon as Coach Liu finished speaking, Huang Haitao's cold voice rang out again. "Pei Feng, if you are a man, don't be a coward. Come up here and let's spar. Don't worry, I won't beat you to death! Of course, if you are a coward in front of so many students, I don't mind if you wilt, hahahaha! "
His words were sharp and vicious, full of mockery and contempt. The crowd suddenly burst into laughter.
His words were so vicious that even Park Shao-yang, Xu Lu, and the others frowned. Zhuang Feiyu looked Huang Haitao up and down. She sneered and said, "He is handsome, tall and strong, but why are his words so sarcastic? No wonder Ding Qianqian doesn't like him. "
"Pei, what are you going to say?"
Seeing that Pei Feng didn't come up, Huang Haitao became more arrogant. He made two high kicks and said, "If you don't have the guts to come up, then say 'I am a coward' in front of everyone!"
Under everyone's gaze, he looked at Coach Liu's questioning and doubtful eyes, shrugged, and said calmly, "I don't know Taekwondo."
As soon as he said that, the crowd suddenly booed.
"You don't know Taekwondo?"
Huang Haitao grinned and hooked his finger at him. "It's okay, you can fight however you want. Taekwondo is trained in actual combat. I can teach you."
Pei Feng also smiled. He put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked out of the crowd to the ring. "So, you must fight with me?"
"Why? Are you f * cking scared? "
Huang Haitao grinned and stepped forward to stand in front of him. He looked down at him condescendingly, poked his chest and said word by word, "If you're afraid, don't be so arrogant in the future. Shrink your neck and be a good person for me! Our Nanming High School is not a place for a country bumpkin like you to be arrogant. Ding Qianqian is not someone a piece of trash like you can talk back to. Do you understand, country bumpkin?! "
Huang Haitao was nearly 1.9 meters tall, while Pei Feng was only 175 meters tall. He deliberately suppressed his height, poked his chest, and spoke rudely. This was a complete humiliation!
There was a limit to his patience. Pei Feng's eyes were cold. "I am afraid that you are not strong enough for me to fight."
To him, Huang Haitao was just an ant. In his previous life, he did not have much of a grudge with him.
If the other party was Park Shao-yang or Luo Yixing, he would have made a move. However, Huang Haitao … If he could avoid fighting, then he would not. There was no need to hurt him. However, he did not expect Huang Haitao to be so aggressive and close to him. He was looking for death!
"What? I am not strong enough for you to fight? "
Huang Haitao looked at the crowd and said loudly, "Hey, everyone, this guy is saying that I am not strong enough for him to fight!"
As soon as he said that, the crowd was in an uproar.
"Is this Bai Dai crazy?"
"F * ck, this Pei guy … Huang Haitao is the second best in our class. He is in the top ten of the Taekwondo club. Is he not strong enough for him to fight?"
"Brother Tao, beat him up! How dare he talk back to our Campus Belle Ding! Beat him up! "
Previously, there were still some students who felt pity for Pei Feng. After all, there was a huge difference in height between the two of them, and one of them was a red belt while the other was a white belt. However, as soon as he said that, everyone felt that he was too arrogant and did not know his place.
"Come on, Pei. I will teach you how to be a good person!"
Huang Haitao smirked, assumed a standard Taekwondo fighting posture, and then suddenly leaped into the air, making a fierce and beautiful roundhouse kick in the air.
"Wow …"
The roundhouse kick was indeed very elegant. Coupled with Huang Haitao's long legs, it was especially handsome. It immediately attracted the exclamations of many girls.
Pei Feng put his hands in his pockets and snorted. "Showy but impractical. Not worth mentioning."
As soon as he said that, not only Huang Haitao, but also Coach Liu's face changed. In the crowd, the faces of Park Shao-yang, Sun Liang, and the other members of the Taekwondo club also darkened.
This was a Taekwondo class. To say that the roundhouse kick was showy but impractical in front of the Taekwondo coach, the members of the Taekwondo club, and the juniors of Grade One … This was not only offending Huang Haitao, but also slapping the face of Taekwondo!
The onlooking students looked at Pei Feng with unkind eyes.
At this time, he was still stubborn. This would only make people look down on him.
This Pei Feng … was only good at talking, nothing else.
"Huang Haitao, go! Beat him up!"
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