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Chapter 49 Three punches!

Facing Kim Jong-de's oncoming kick and the double kick hidden behind the kick, Zhao Chen was calm and calm.

He raised his feet in an orderly manner, then stomped them down, stepping on the floor.

The whole person's back was tense, and his right fist was clenched violently!

Then Zhao Chen shouted in a low voice: "Ha!"

Zhao Chen shouted in a low voice, like thunder, which affected Jin Zhengde's thoughts.

The whole body is like a bow, and the fist is as fierce as an arrow. The Bengquan, which is full of strength in an instant, meets the kick that Kim Jong-de has already kicked.

Bajiquan pays attention to the strength of the inch and the burst of short punches, I am afraid that you will not be as strong as it!
Kim Jong-deok couldn't hide, his eyes were horrified.

How could there be such a violent punch!How did he do that!
boom! ——

The one-inch fist hit the sole of the foot, and then Zhao Chen turned the fist into a palm, exerting force from his feet, and the whole person suddenly stepped forward.

When Jin Zhengde didn't react, he could only stare wide-eyed to see Zhao Chen hugging his right leg with both hands.

Subconsciously, he wanted to kick Zhao Chen with his other leg, trying to get away, but Zhao Chen kicked with his right foot again.

The timing of this kick was extremely precise, it just happened to kick on the knee of Kim Jong-de's left leg, the kick was so strong that it almost broke the knee of his left leg!
Kim Jong-de endured the pain, shrank his body, bent his hands to support the ground, and kicked his right leg hard to get off.

However, how could Zhao Chen give him this chance.

He twisted Kim Jong-de's right leg, pulled it suddenly, clenched his left arm into a fist, raised it high, and blasted out again with every inch of strength, this time hitting the calf of Kim Jong-de's right leg.

Jin Zhengde suddenly felt a sharp pain coming along his body, stimulating his brain, making his eyes go black.

Then Zhao Chen let go of the hand that was holding Kim Jong-de's right leg, allowing him to fall to the ground.

Just as Jin Zhengde felt that he had been let go by Zhao Chen, he didn't have time to rejoice slightly in his heart, when he saw Zhao Chen's footsteps wide open, stomping forward.

Before Jin Zhengde landed, Zhao Chen punched him in the stomach again.

boom! ——

With a scream, Kim Jong-de fell to the ground, his body trembling, his face as pale as paper.

He curled up together, covering his stomach with one hand and his right calf with the other.

"Ah—" The whole person was still howling and retching intermittently.

He completely lacked the majesty and majesty of a black belt sixth-level master in front of the students on weekdays.

Three punches!

Zhang Junbao punched and kicked Wu Yifan until he fainted.

Zhao Chen also only used three punches to beat Kim Jong-de to the point where he couldn't fight anymore.

It is estimated that any seven or eight-year-old child will be able to toss Kim Jong-de, who is curled up on the ground and howling, at will.

"It's really weak." Zhao Chen loosened his tightly clenched fists, crossed his hands together to loosen his bones, shook his head again, and made a crackling sound.

Master Ben hasn't warmed up yet!Zhao Chen was filled with disappointment.

The surrounding students and coaches looked at Zhao Chen with horror in their eyes.

If Zhang Junbao's defeat of Wu Yifan was acceptable to them, then Zhao Chen's three punches knocked Kim Jong-de to the ground, which shocked them very much.

That's a master with a sixth-degree black belt in Taekwondo!

Basically the highest level of force in Taekwondo is the sixth-dan black belt!

Although there are seven to nine dans after Taekwondo, those are all based on seniority, and the strength is still at the sixth dan of Taekwondo!

terror!
There were only two words left in the hearts of the students and coaches.

"How?" Zhao Chen didn't look at Jin Zhengde who was curled up on the ground, but asked Zhang Junbao who was beside him.

Zhang Junbao nodded, and said seriously: "Not bad."

Both Zhao Chen and him didn't use the internal Qi of the Qi Sense Realm. They all relied on their own martial arts skills and their grasp of the timing of the battle to be able to deal with the opponent in three moves under such circumstances.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Taekwondo is too weak and has too many flaws. If it were other fighters, it would be difficult for Zhang Junbao and Zhao Chen to deal with their opponents with three moves if they didn't use the inner Qi of the Qi Sensing Realm.

At this time, a student stood up. Although he couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, he still said: "You...you are not afraid of being arrested by the police if you deliberately hurt people like this! You better leave quickly, otherwise, I will call the police!"

It was evident that he mustered great courage to say these words.

Zhao Chen turned his head and glanced at this person.

He wears glasses, looks gentle, and is dressed in taekwondo uniforms, which does not conceal his urban white-collar temperament.

"Call the police?" Zhao Chen chuckled, pointing to Kim Jong-de and Wu Yifan who were lying on the ground, "They insisted on dragging us to a duel. Their skills are not as good as others, and at most we can pay for medical expenses."

Zhao Chen, who was born in a martial arts family, naturally wouldn't be afraid. Although Zhao Chen had a righteous face, he had fought quite a lot since he was a child.

Zhao Mengmeng and Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't change their faces either, this kind of scene is not uncommon for them.

If Zhao Chen wasn't pressing here, Zhang Junbao wouldn't have suspected that Zhao Mengmeng next to him wanted to make a move. Zhang Junbao could see Zhao Mengmeng's eager expression.

The cute girl knows martial arts, it's really scary!
At this time, a mobile phone in Zhao Mengmeng's hand suddenly rang, it was the mobile phone that Zhao Chen gave to Zhao Mengmeng just now.

Zhao Mengmeng looked down at the caller ID, her expression changed immediately, and she waved at Zhao Chen, "It's the third uncle."

"Third Uncle?" Zhao Chen immediately went to Zhao Mengmeng's side and took the phone.

"Hello, Third Uncle, I'm Zhao Chen." Zhao Chen connected the phone.

Not knowing what was said over there, Zhao Chen soon hung up the phone, frowning in silence.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Mengmeng asked.

Zhao Chen shook his head, "It's very strange, third uncle let me take over this Taekwondo gym."

"Ah?" Zhao Mengmeng and Jiang Xiaoyuan looked at each other with strange expressions in their eyes.

Receive this taekwondo gym?How to receive it?They just beat the host.

At this time, Kim Jong-de's mobile phone rang suddenly, and a coach hurriedly took the phone, then walked carefully to Kim Jong-de's side, and handed the phone to the latter.

Kim Jong-de didn't want to answer the phone at first, but he is in such a miserable state, how can he even think about answering the phone?

But when he looked at the caller ID, Kim Jong-de's screaming and moaning voice suddenly became quieter, and he connected the phone tremblingly.

"Wu...Mr. Wu." There was still an obvious tremor in his voice.

Mr. Wu over there was taken aback when he heard Jin Zhengde's trembling voice: "Old Jin, what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing." Kim Jong-de was embarrassed to say that he was beaten.

President Wu over there didn't care too much, sighed, and said to Jin Zhengde: "Old Jin, wait until there is a young man named Zhao Chen with you, if he is there, you can hand over to him and give the martial arts gym to him." For him, for other procedures, I will walk slowly afterwards."

"Zhao...Zhao Chen?" Jin Zhengde gasped.

If he heard correctly, just now, when the young man who knocked him to the ground with three punches just now answered the phone, he said four words - "I am Zhao Chen"!
"What's the matter? Has he arrived?" Mr. Wu over there heard something wrong with Kim Jong-de's tone.

Jin Zhengde didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only say with a wry smile: "It should be here."

"It's fine when we arrive. I have something to do. I'll talk to you later. Xiaofan's phone can't be reached. If he goes to your place, please remember to tell me. I have something to tell him." Mr. Wu reminded, Then hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Kim Jong-de looked up and saw Zhao Chen looking at him with a half-smile.

He didn't dare to look at Zhao Chen, so he could only lower his head and sigh heavily in his heart.

(End of this chapter)