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? Taekwondo Hall.

The crowd was crowded, and they exclaimed again and again. Everyone was deeply shocked by the vigorous movements of the Taekwondo master.

I saw more than a dozen members of the Taekwondo Club standing on tiptoe, lifting each piece of wood to the highest point.

The Taekwondo master's feet were like lightning, soaring into the air, his whole body turned into a whirlwind, whistling past the members.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The boards held high in mid-air by the commune members shattered neatly, and none slipped through the net.

"Amazing!"

"You can jump so high!"

"Kicked a dozen pieces of wood in one breath, and looked relaxed. His legs are more flexible than his hands!"

The onlookers applauded vigorously.

The members of the Taekwondo club are even more proud and proud.

In fact, if there are real taekwondo masters here, you should be able to see that this so-called "big taekwondo master" is fast enough, jumps high enough, and has sharp legs, but he is not the orthodox way of taekwondo. The basic posture and force method are wrong, it is purely relying on the strong core strength of the waist and abdomen to do it recklessly.

However, the taekwondo club in the university was originally an interest group. Where can there be any masters? Seeing that this taekwondo master is powerful enough, gimmick enough, and scary enough, who wouldn't smash his palms to pieces?

Some people are gearing up and can't wait for the master Taekwondo master to kick Ye Feng's head with a flying kick like kicking a wooden board.

Some people were also secretly worried about Ye Feng, for fear that the seemingly thin young man would not be a match for this vicious Taekwondo master.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the door, and Ye Feng came!

He didn't come alone, but surrounded by a large group of students.

It's not that Ye Feng wants to pull people to cheer, it's because everyone just saw Ye Feng grab the basketball captain Gao Peng like a chicken, forcing Gao Peng to kneel down and beg for mercy. Get up and watch the fun.

Xue Mingzhe and other rich second generations who have seen Ye Feng show off his power in the Regal Nightclub,

He even did his part to cheer for Ye Feng.

The collision of people and horses on both sides was like pouring hot oil on ice, making a "chi chi" sound, and even the air was filled with the feeling of sparks blooming.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the Taekwondo master surrounded by several members.

This guy……

With a head full of yellow hair, dark skin, and a rather muscular figure, it is not the kind that was cultivated in the gym, with an inverted triangle flower frame, and between the thick enough waist and abdomen, there is an explosive force condensed, which is not easy to mess with at first glance. No wonder it is a "big brother".

It's just that his facial features are obviously not too ugly, why is there an indescribable temperament all over his body, which makes people want to hit him at first glance?

Seemingly noticing Ye Feng's arrival, the master Taekwondo master performed an astonishing stunt.

He asked four members of the club to hold four targets and stand in the four directions of east, west, north and south.

Then, with a run-up, he soared into the air, shot four feet in a row like lightning, and kicked four wooden boards to pieces almost at the same time.

In the Taekwondo hall, there was a mountain roar and a tsunami of exclamation.

Shocked by the strength of the taekwondo master, everyone sweated for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was unmoved, and just curled his lips: "Beautiful fists and embroidered legs."

"What did you say!"

The Taekwondo master rushed over like a bull, his eyes widened, "Say it again!"

"Needless to say."

Ye Feng yawned, "Hit if you want, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"Good boy, I'm really not afraid of death, so come on!"

The taekwondo master yelled violently, shook his head full of yellow hair, and suddenly leaned into Ye Feng's ear, and whispered, "I warn you in advance, my master is very strong, and ordinary tricks may not work for me. What do you have?" Special moves, super special kills, extraordinary skills, overbearing supernatural powers and other things, you should come up with them as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll beat you to the ground!"

"..."

Ye Feng blinked.

Is it an illusion?

Why did he feel that the temperament of this Taekwondo master suddenly changed subtly and became a little glib.

However, it still makes people want to hit him.

Before Ye Feng could finish thinking, "Huh", a strong wind rushed over like an eighteen-wheeled truck.

The taekwondo master took two steps back, kicked Ye Feng in the heart with a powerful forward kick.

Although the forward kick is ferocious, it is rarely used in regular competitions because the process of exerting force is too long and there are too many flaws.

However, the forward kick of the taekwondo master was as fast as lightning, and struck in an instant.

Even the onlookers behind Ye Feng could feel the sharp wind blowing against their faces, and the stabbing pain like a knife.

The pupils of several members of the Taekwondo club suddenly shrank.

Just by the power of this kick, it can be seen that the Taekwondo master is definitely not in vain. Although the movement looks distorted and deformed, it must be a subtle change in actual combat. They have not yet reached that level and cannot understand it.

"Brother, come on, kill this kid!" The members of the Taekwondo club shouted in their hearts.

The onlookers who had seen Ye Feng force Gao Peng to kneel and beg for mercy just now were full of confidence in Ye Feng, but now, their confidence was kicked out of the sky by the Taekwondo master.

"Although Gao Peng is strong, he plays basketball after all and doesn't understand fighting skills, and this elder brother is obviously a master. Ye Feng won't lose to him, right?" Such thoughts flashed through the hearts of the onlookers.

Several girls even bit their lips lightly, standing on tiptoe behind the crowd, wanting to look but not daring to look, terribly worried.

Only Xue Mingzhe and the few rich second generations who knew Ye Feng's true strength sneered in their hearts.

Although the Taekwondo master is powerful, compared to Wan Guohao's bodyguard, that retired mercenary "A Biao" is nothing!

When Ye Feng punched down, several ribs of "A Biao" were about to be broken, and he fell at Ye Feng's feet like a dead dog.

This taekwondo master, kicked to the iron plate today.

Sure enough, when everyone was guessing how Ye Feng would deal with the fierce attack of the Taekwondo master, Ye Feng made the most incredible move.

With his left hand still in his pocket, he just stretched out his right hand, grabbed the ankle of the master Taekwondo master, and made the "Eighteen-wheel truck" crash into the iron wall.

The taekwondo master's complexion changed, he let out a low growl, turned around 270 degrees, and kicked a roundabout kick like a battle axe!

call!

The hair of many onlookers was messed up by the whirlwind caused by the roundabout kick.

Such superb skills are rare even in professional taekwondo competitions.

But Ye Feng still didn't dodge or dodge, he didn't even draw out his left hand, he just blocked the Taekwondo master's attack with a light touch with his right hand.

Except for Xue Mingzhe and other rich children who knew the details, the emotions of the other onlookers were like a lonely boat in a stormy sea, with ups and downs.

In the last second, they were still shocked by the ferocity and sharpness of the Taekwondo master.

In the next second, he was deeply impressed by Ye Feng's understatement.

The taekwondo master seemed to be angry with embarrassment, his legs were spinning, as if two electric fans were installed on his crotch.

The lightning-fast movements were resolved one by one by Ye Feng.

The voices that were still cheering for the Taekwondo masters gradually weakened and became sparse.

One was sweating profusely, and the other was strolling in the courtyard. Even a layman could tell that the Taekwondo master was in a bit of a panic.

"Could it be that senior brother is going to lose?" Many members of the Taekwondo Club and those who saw Ye Feng's displeasure suddenly changed their expressions.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

The taekwondo master finally stopped attacking, panting heavily, exhausted.

"This is your strongest move? It seems that I am really wasting my time."

Ye Feng yawned again, and said lightly, "Then, let's end the fight with one punch!"

Before the words fell, everyone felt that the air in the entire Taekwondo gym had been sucked dry by him alone.

His temperament changed drastically in an instant.

Explosive muscles stretched the rain-wet white shirt tightly. It can be clearly seen that the muscles all over his body are surging like flowing water. fingertip.

Clenched fingers.

No fancy punch.

boom!

Right in the chest of the master Taekwondo master.

The Taekwondo master flew out and fell hard into the crowd.

Ye Feng didn't take another look, lowered his eyelids, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left.

"Please give way."

He politely addressed the onlookers.

He looked as if nothing had happened, as if he had just flicked a fly away.

The onlookers gave way one after another, as if the sea parted for him.

The boys looked at him with nothing but awe.

The tender eyes of the girls are full of admiration.

In this way, Ye Feng walked to the door of the Taekwondo Hall pretendingly.

"Ye Feng, don't go!"

The startled and angry roar of the Taekwondo president sounded from behind.

Ye Feng frowned slightly.

"I let you off again and again, why do you have to seek your own death?"

He didn't turn his head back, "Even the senior Taekwondo master was beaten to the point where I couldn't stand up, don't you think you want to go up and take your own humiliation?"

"Who said our senior brother couldn't stand up after being beaten by you?"

The president of Taekwondo said, "Isn't he standing upright?"

Ye Feng was stunned.

A crack appeared in the demeanor of a master walking behind his back.

When I looked back, sure enough, the Taekwondo master stood there, as if nothing had happened, and stared at him.

"Halfway through the fight, you suddenly turned around and left, what do you mean?" the Taekwondo master asked Ye Feng.

"..." Ye Feng was at a loss and was dumbfounded.