Supreme soldier king

According to Yan Beibei's guidance, Yang Hao brought Xi Feifei to the gymnasium of Zhonghai University of Finance and Economics. Yan Beibei and Hou Xiaoqian stood at the door and waited for them. Seeing Yang Hao and Xi Feifei approaching, they jumped up happily and quickly She ran over, stretched out her hands, and directly took the arms of the two of them. Hou Xiaoqian also ran over excitedly.

Because of Yang Hao's relationship, Hou Xiaoqian and Yan Beibei have a very good relationship now, and they are extremely excited to know that the big star Xi Feifei is coming to the academy.

College students are originally one of the mainstream people who worship stars. What's more, Xi Feifei's songs are really good. They are popular all over the world and have a good reputation. They are very popular among college students. Hou Xiaoqian also loves to listen to songs, especially Xi Feifei How can she be unhappy now that she can get in touch with Xi Feifei at close range, and she also admires Yang Hao very much.

Brother Yang is really omnipotent, even the big star Xi Feifei knows him!

Yan Beibei pulled the two's arms without hesitation, and asked hastily: "Sister Feifei, when did you come here? Is there any activity for you this time?"

Xi Feifei was also very happy to see Yan Beibei. Xi Feifei also liked Yang Hao's little girl, and replied with a smile: "I heard that Brother Wenhao was injured and came to visit. Besides, I have nothing to do recently, maybe Staying in Zhonghai for a while is considered a vacation."

"Are you going to stay in Zhonghai for a while?" Yan Beibei immediately became excited when she heard this: "Then we can often play with you... Is it okay, Sister Feifei?"

Xi Feifei smiled, with a pitiful look of resentment, and glared at Yang Hao: "Of course, I don't have any friends in Zhong Hai. We can play together when you are free. Some people don't bring anyone with them. Like today, if I hadn’t been stalking him, he wouldn’t have brought me here.”

Seeing that Xi Feifei brought the flames of war to him, Yang Hao smiled helplessly. Doesn't this girl know that she is a mobile trouble bag?

Take her around by yourself?

If this is photographed by some gossip reporters, I'm afraid there will be no gossip about it.

"Feifei, this is Hou Xiaoqian, my sister." Yang Hao ignored Xi Feifei and introduced Hou Xiaoqian to her. Seeing the puzzled expression on Xi Feifei's face, Yang Hao added: "My good brother's sister .”

Xi Feifei said, she knew Yang Hao's situation very well, so she wondered where Yang Hao had an extra sister, but when she heard Yang Hao's addition, she understood, smiled slightly at Hou Xiaoqian, stretched out With a small white hand: "Xiaoqian, hello."

Hou Xiaoqian stretched out her hand slightly embarrassed, and shook hands with Xi Feifei: "Miss Xi, hello, nice to meet you."

"Xiaoqian, don't be so polite. You are brother Hao's sister, and I am also brother Hao's sister. They are not outsiders. You can call me Feifei."

Hou Xiaoqian saw Xi Feifei's kind attitude, without any airs of a big star, and immediately liked Xi Feifei a little more.

Yan Beibei hurriedly dragged the two of them to the inside, and at the same time urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, the fight is fierce inside."

Xi Feifei was also a little eager to try, and hurriedly asked: "How is the situation inside?"

Yan Beibei's small face suddenly showed a bit of anger: "I have lost several games, and now those guys from Linguo are arrogant."

After introducing the situation, Yan Beibei turned her head again, looked at Yang Hao pitifully and said, "Uncle, how about you take action and teach them a lesson?"

Yang Hao shook his head and said with a smile: "I just came to see the fun, so don't get involved with me."

Seeing Yang Hao's refusal to make a move, Yan Beibei felt a little disappointed, and pouted her mouth. Seeing Yan Beibei's appearance, Xi Feifei smiled slightly, and whispered something in Yan Beibei's ear, Yan Beibei Bei Dun became happy immediately, and his eyes fell on Yang Hao, with a look of gloating.

Yang Hao suddenly felt that something was wrong. What are these two little girls planning? It seems that it has something to do with him. Otherwise, why would Yan Beibei show such a face.

The four entered the gymnasium, and then turned into a very large training room. There were many people in it, forming a large circle, and the whole room was filled with loud noises.

"Come on, fuck him!"

"Kick him, kick him!"

"Sansa must win, Sanda must win!"

...

Yang Hao looked at the extremely excited male and female students, felt the youthful restlessness in the air, and couldn't help sighing: "It's good to be young."

Yan Beibei gave Yang Hao a blank look, and said with disdain: "You seem to be very old, but you are also very young, okay?"

Yang Hao said speechlessly: "Since you say I am young, you still call me uncle."

Yan Beibei giggled: "I'm happy, I'm happy."

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders, ignored Yan Beibei, and his eyes fell on the central open space surrounded by crowds, where two young people were fighting, one of them was wearing a white taekwondo uniform, and looked very eye-catching, the other A young man was wearing a T-shirt and his arms were bare. Judging from his posture, he should be practicing Sanda.

The two fought fiercely, and the crowd cheered loudly, each cheering for the person they liked.

Suddenly, the young man in the T-shirt gave a ferocious side kick, but the man in the taekwondo suit turned around quickly, avoided the young man's kick, and at the same time bullied himself forward, leaping violently, a clean kick With a neat horizontal kick, he directly kicked the young man in the T-shirt fiercely, and the young man suddenly fell backwards heavily, with a painful expression on his face.

Yang Hao was slightly surprised. Originally, he thought that the fight between clubs in the university could be so fierce. It was nothing more than adolescent boys and girls venting their remaining energy. But watching the fight between these two people, Yang Hao However, Hao found that the level of these people was really good.

Of course, it's just good.

The attack of the young man in the T-shirt is very powerful, but it is a bit excessive, leaving no room for himself. Once the attack fails, he will be taken advantage of by the opponent. In fact, this is the case. Opportunities, quick counterattacks, made him unavoidable and defeated.

The young man who performed taekwondo was very agile and decisive in attacking, but it also depended on who the opponent was. If it was Yang Hao, there were at least several ways to deal with his horizontal kick.

After the young man performing taekwondo defeated the young man in the T-shirt, he stood there with a proud expression, stretched out his index finger and shook the young man in the T-shirt, and then said provocatively to a group of young students opposite: "This Is it the master of your Sanda Club, the strength is really not very good."

His words immediately caused many people to scold.

"It's too arrogant, Zhang Hang, go up and beat him up for us!"

"Yes, beat him!"

"Is this bullying that there is no one in our Sanda Club?"

Yang Hao looked at the young man's haughty look, and suddenly frowned: "They are all students from the same school, so is there a need for such antagonism?"

Yan Beibei gritted his teeth beside him and said: "There are many Lin country students in our college, and they also host the Taekwondo club, and invited a Lin country taekwondo master to teach them, so the strength of their students is relatively high, while Sanda Most of the students in the Taekwondo club learn by themselves, and there are no masters to teach them, so it has created a situation where the students of the Taekwondo club have their eyes above the top..."

Hou Xiaoqian added next to her: "Although many students joined the Taekwondo Club, most of these people are also fond of Taekwondo and want to learn some physical fitness. The reason for the fight between the Sanda Club and the Taekwondo Club this time is because a member of the Sanda Club and a The members of the Taekwondo club had a conflict, and the two decided to use force to resolve the conflict. As a result, the student from the Sanda club lost. Yes, this word reached the ears of the president of the Sanda club, and he was immediately angry, and then there was this competition."

After listening to the two introductions, Yang Hao shook his head helplessly and said: "Whether Sanda, Taekwondo, or Muay Thai, since they can become a genre, they must all have their advantages. Another school, the strength of this kind of person is definitely not much higher."

After a slight pause, Yang Hao swept across the crowd and saw that behind the victorious Taekwondo student, there was also a group of people also wearing Taekwondo uniforms, their faces were full of pride.

Yang Hao's eyes stayed on a man in his thirties. He was also wearing a white taekwondo suit, but his belt was a striking blue.

Taekwondo blue belt?

This man should be the master coach of the taekwondo club that Yan Beibei mentioned.

"There is a significant difference between those who are instructed and those who are not. The Taekwondo Club has a blue belt instructor, and their students will definitely be stronger..." Yang Hao said casually, all wearing blue sports T-shirts with his eyes on the opposite side Scanning the members of the Sanda club, he smiled and said, "What kind of master is the Sanda club?"

Yan Beibei pursed her lips and said: "The only one who can still fight now is Zhang Hang, the president of Sanda Club. If he loses too, he will lose face this time. In the future, those Linguo students will probably have to fight!" It's even more frustrating."

Yang Hao said with a smile: "To be the president of the Sanda Club, you must have a lot of talent."

Yan Beibei had a bitter face, and seemed to be not very optimistic about Zhang Hang: "I'm not too sure about this, but I heard that although Zhang Hang is the best in the Sanda Club, he is not much better than Zhou Mingming, oh, Zhou Mingming was the one who was knocked down just now, and now the Taekwondo club is not the president of them, but the one who shoots now is Li Mingxun, whose strength can only be ranked fifth or so in the Taekwondo club..."

A burst of cheers interrupted Yan Beibei's speech, and a man with a lean figure and a height of about 1.75 meters from the Sanda Club stepped onto the field.

"He is Zhang Hang, the president of the Sanda Club."

Hou Xiaoqian's eyes were fixed on the field, and her fists were clenched tightly. She was afraid that Yang Hao would not understand the situation, so she hurriedly introduced it to Yang Hao.

Yang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the field with great interest, feeling a little anticipation for the upcoming competition.