Glory Martial Arts School's ace coach, Zhang Chen, issued a challenge to Rosefinch Secondary's language teacher, Fang Yan. Fang Yan happily accepted the challenge. Under the manipulation of someone with ulterior motives, this news instantly spread throughout Rosefinch and Glory Martial Arts School.
Glory Martial Arts School's students were rubbing their hands in excitement. They were all looking forward to Zhang Chen teaching the guy who brought hope to Rosefinch's students and brought shame to Glory Martial Arts School.
Zhang Chen was a professional, an ace, a three-time MMA champion in Huacheng, and the number one in Huacheng in many people's hearts. They had confidence in Zhang Chen. They never thought that Zhang Chen would lose. In their dictionaries, there was absolutely no such ominous word.
As for Fang Yan, although Rosefinch's students said that he was so powerful, and that he had defeated such a brilliant Japanese swordsman … who knew if they were deliberately bragging about him as a hero?
Besides, Fang Yan had only defeated one person. In Zhang Chen's path, the number of people who had been defeated by him was innumerable. How could it be more than a thousand?
Who was superior and who was inferior, it was obvious at a glance.
The Rosefinch's students were in an uproar. The students were discussing and howling.
"Did Teacher Fang Yan really agree? That's great, Mr. Fang should teach those guys who are all brawn and no brains a lesson … "
"Ah ah ah, why is the competition starting now? Why isn't it Sunday? We have to go to class today … "
"That's right, I really want to go and cheer for Mr. Fang. What should I do? Should I ask for leave and skip class? That zombie face definitely won't agree to let him go, right? "
…
It was rare for Qin Yitian to appear in the classroom today. When he heard the discussion in the class, he couldn't help but smile.
"Watching him fight should be more interesting than going to class." Qin Yitian stuffed his earphones into his ears, picked up his bag, and walked out of the classroom.
Seeing Qin Yitian's action, Tangcheng quickly pushed the chair away and ran out.
"Qin Yitian." Tangcheng shouted from behind.
Qin Yitian looked back at Tangcheng, smiled, and continued to move forward.
Tangcheng's heart was instantly filled with joy. She smiled at him and did not object to him going with her to cheer for Fang Yan.
Soon, the joy turned into disappointment. Because when he took the initiative to greet her, she didn't even respond. I'm the most handsome guy in school. Why doesn't she respect me and help me protect my face?
The revolution had not succeeded yet, and he still had to work hard. As long as there was a chance, Tangcheng knew that he would definitely succeed.
He walked quickly to Qin Yitian's side and walked side by side with her. He said, "Qin Yitian, who do you think will win the competition between Zhang Chen and Mr. Fang?"
"Fang Yan," Qin Yitian said indifferently.
"Although Mr. Fang is very strong, Zhang Chen is not someone to be trifled with. He's the three-time champion of Huacheng, and the number one in Huacheng in name …"
"Fang Yan," Qin Yitian said again.
"…"
Tangcheng was speechless. It was very difficult to find a common topic with this kind of brainless fan. Following along with Qin Yitian's constant praise of Fang Yan, he was really not happy.
Since Glory Martial Arts School was a martial arts school, there would naturally be no lack of competition venues.
Actually, it didn't matter where Fang Yan fought. Whether it was the hall or the courtyard, the wooden floor or the concrete floor, or even the bushes or the forest, Fang Yan could handle it with ease … The key was to defeat the opponent and not be defeated by the opponent.
The Fang Family's Martial Arts Hall was classical and grand, but every time he fought with Ye Rou, she would beat him like a dog. How could Fang Yan's mood be good?
Number One Practice Hall. This was Glory Martial Arts School's largest competition hall. Fang Yan and Zhang Chen's competition venue was chosen here.
When Fang Yan and Zhang Chen arrived, Number One Practice Hall was completely surrounded. Not only were the spectator seats in the hall filled with Glory Martial Arts School's students, but even the windows were filled with heads.
Wang Hui was also in the middle of the crowd. His face was still bandaged, and he stared viciously at Fang Yan, who was smiling and waving to the surrounding students.
"Brother Hui, don't be anxious. This kid is going to be out of luck soon, "Chen Zhian, who was standing beside Wang Hui, said with a cold smile.
"Zhang Chen isn't someone who knows how to show mercy," Wang Hui said with a ruthless voice. "Let's just wait and watch a good show."
For the sake of fairness, Zhang Chen even specially invited a referee. The referee was Glory Martial Arts School's most senior coach, Lin Ping 'an. Lin Ping' an had been a coach at Glory Martial Arts School for more than twenty years, and had practically joined when Glory Martial Arts School was founded. Not only was he the coach of Glory Martial Arts School, he was also the deputy secretary general of Huacheng Martial Arts Association.
Lin Ping 'an was a short old man with slicked-back hair and a tuft of goatee. He wore a black Tang suit and indeed looked like a master.
He habitually hid one hand behind his back, stood between Fang Yan and Zhang Chen, and exhorted, "In the way of exchanging pointers, friendship comes first, competition comes second. Don't hurt your opponent's vital points, and don't take his life. If anyone breaks the rules, then not only will he lose this match, but he will also lose his future. You two are both young, so remember not to fight fiercely. That would put you at a disadvantage. "
Zhang Chen repeatedly agreed, saying that he definitely wouldn't, definitely wouldn't.
Fang Yan was even more vehement in his denial, saying that they were all friends, so how could he hurt his friend or take his friend's life? That was the act of a beast.
Lin Ping 'an took three steps back and made a gesture with his hands.
Fang Yan and Zhang Chen understood, and both of them retreated, putting a distance between them.
"Are you ready?" Lin Ping 'an asked.
"Ready," Fang Yan and Zhang Chen answered at the same time.
"Begin." Lin Ping 'an raised his hand and chopped down forcefully, as if he was chopping a hard object.
Dong dong dong …
Zhang Chen took the lead to attack, his body slightly bent as he charged towards Fang Yan's position.
Zhang Chen was around 180 centimeters tall. According to common sense, he wasn't too tall, so he couldn't compete with others in terms of strength. He wasn't short enough, and he wouldn't have much of an advantage in speed.
However, this was Zhang Chen's specialty. He had both strength and speed. This was also the reason why he repeatedly defeated strong opponents in Huacheng's freestyle arena and achieved good results.
He charged towards Fang Yan like a raging bull, and the distance between the two was closed in an instant.
Huo!
A huge fist headed straight for Fang Yan's face.
The veins on his fist bulged, and the bones in his fingers were cracking.
The whistling wind broke the silence of the scene, and a cold and dangerous aura headed straight for Fang Yan.
Swords could kill, and so could sword aura.
Fists could hurt, and so could the wind generated by the fists.
Fang Yan was sure that Zhang Chen only had a body of strength honed through years of persistent training and rich combat experience. He definitely didn't have internal energy like them.
However, he could actually use his body's strength to create such a powerful wind. It was enough to show that he lived up to his reputation as the number one in Huacheng.
The closer the fist was to the face, the darker the color of the fist. In the end, it turned crimson red, as if it was about to burn during the process of the punch.
Fang Yan took a step back!
He only took a step back, and just happened to avoid the attack of Zhang Chen's domineering punch.
Clatter …
The students of Glory Martial School applauded vigorously, and some even cheered loudly.
"Did you see that? Our Coach Zhang beat that kid back with one punch … "
"That's right, whether it's a mule or a horse, he's going to show his true colors now …"
"Coach's punch was so domineering … If Fang Yan dared to take it head-on with his small body, he would definitely be sent flying …"
…
His first punch missed, but this didn't affect Zhang Chen's performance.
His body moved forward rapidly, his body pouncing forward, his hands clenched into claws, but his right leg was raised high.
Fist to knee!
This was a combo.
In other words, Zhang Chen's first punch and his current first move were the same move. His first punch went straight for the face, in order to hit Fang Yan, or to beat Fang Yan back.
After hitting Fang Yan, the second move was used, and Fang Yan was already on the ground, unable to get up.
Since he couldn't hit Fang Yan, the second move was used, and Fang Yan was still in extreme danger.
This was because he was the one attacking. Advancing forward was always faster than retreating.
When the first punch was thrown, he had already calculated the difference between Fang Yan's retreating speed and his advancing speed.
This was experience!
Combat experience!
Whoosh …
Fang Yan's body quickly fell to the left, at a 90-degree vertical angle.
His left hand landed on the ground, and the strength of his wrist supported his whole body's weight, so he didn't fall heavily on the ground.
The students of Glory Martial School were even more excited.
"Did you see that? Coach knocked him down …"
"In less than three moves … with my experience, coach will win in less than three moves …"
"Coach, give him a vicious blow …"
…
Seeing Fang Yan fall to the ground, Zhang Chen's eyes flashed with an ominous glint.
His raised right leg suddenly stomped down, ruthlessly stepping on Fang Yan's abdomen.
Kacha …
His foot missed.
The brown leather boots on his feet stomped heavily on the wooden floor of the training hall, and fine cracks instantly appeared on the floor. The cracks were still spreading, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, looking like they were about to explode.
Fang Yan, who had one hand on the ground, avoided that killer move, and his two legs nimbly twisted towards Zhang Chen's lower body. Using Zhang Chen's legs as a new fulcrum, his body turned 360 degrees.
Dragon Tail Cut!
This was one of the killer moves of the Tai Chi "Stick" Formula, famous for attacking the lower body. Even if the dragon's tail was stuck, it could only be cut off with one cut. Not to mention the two legs of an ordinary person.
Zhang Chen's lower body was unstable, and his huge body fell to the ground.
Bang!
A loud sound reverberated through the air, causing everyone present to tremble in fear.
It ended just like that?
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