Supreme soldier king

"Zhang Hang, come on!"

"Zhang Hang, we must win!"

"Sansa, must win!"

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The whole room was filled with all kinds of cheering sounds. Similarly, some people were asking people in the Taekwondo gym to cheer up, but the number of this group of people was relatively small. After all, this fight has been faint. The taste has changed, not just the grievances between the Sanda Club and the Taekwondo Club, but faintly turned into a contest between Sanda and Taekwondo.

Although these people also understand that they cannot represent Sanda or Taekwondo, but here, on their stage, they hope to use their own strength to win glory for what they like.

The arrogant attitude of a few students from Lin State and their contempt for Sanda aroused the anger of students from Yan State. This is also the reason why most people are cheering for Zhang Hang. Being slandered is not as good as Taekwondo, how can this make everyone not angry?

Even though many students in the Taekwondo club were not good at speaking up to cheer for Zhang Hang and others because they belonged to the same club, they would not help those Lin Guo students to say good things about Taekwondo.

This has nothing to do with your preferences, it has to do with national pride.

That group of Lin country students obviously understood this too, so they didn't seem to need everyone's shouts and cheers. For them, they just need to prove their words with facts, and that's fine.

Seeing Zhang Hang enter the field, Li Mingxun who was standing in the field also had a dignified look on his face. They all knew that Zhang Hang's Sanda ability was the strongest among all of them. He might not be the opponent, but he also had a Somewhat faintly expecting, if he defeats him, doesn't that mean that he has defeated the entire Sanda club?

Zhang Hang clasped his fists to salute, while Li Mingxun bowed his body. Although the two sides were full of gunpowder, etiquette was also essential.

Li Mingxun let out a low shout, and put his feet forward and backward, while Zhang Hang also raised his fists and stood sideways, which was the standard fighting posture of Sanda.

Neither of them rushed to attack, but slowly approached the center. Just when the two entered the attack distance of each other, Li Mingxun stopped shouting, and the whole person suddenly moved, like an agile leopard, suddenly sprang out of the grass, It is as ferocious as it pounces on its own prey.

He approached suddenly, his right foot flew up, and kicked upwards. Zhang Hang leaned back slightly to avoid the kick. Li Mingxun landed on his toes, and his whole body flew up. Then he bounced up and kicked horizontally. Clean and neat, very powerful.

Facing Li Mingxun's ferocious attack, Zhang Xun was not in a hurry, moved his body sideways, and blocked Li Mingxun's horizontal kick with his hands. His footsteps were steady, without the slightest panic, and he seemed to have rich combat experience.

Yang Hao looked at it twice, and said with a smile: "Zhang Hang is going to win."

Yan Beibei was extremely happy when she heard Yang Hao's words, and hurriedly asked: "Really, are you sure?"

Yang Hao smiled: "Ninety percent sure."

Yan Beibei was immediately happy when she heard it, and said with a happy smile: "That's good, that's good, by the way, uncle, why do you say that Zhang Hang is going to win?"

"Zhang Hang has a lot of combat experience, and he can hold his breath. Didn't you say that his combat power is higher than that of the young man just now? His opponent, the Taekwondo student, was obviously a little anxious, impetuous, and tried to use it in vain. The fierce and quick attack, knocking down Zhang Hang, this tactic was originally wrong. Since Zhang Hang can deal with it calmly, it shows that he has a plan in his heart. Come to think of it, when the Taekwondo student stops attacking, it will be Zhang Hang. When fighting back."

While Yang Hao was talking, the battle was continuing. Li Mingxun really wanted to take advantage of the fast and fierce continuous attack to knock down Zhang Hang directly, but Zhang Hang didn't fight recklessly, he just retreated, dodged, and blocked. However, anyone who really understands boxing can see that Li Mingxun looks good, but I am afraid that he is not far from defeat. After all, this kind of fast and fierce continuous attack is very exhausting. Zhang Hang was originally He just played, and he also used evasion to consume Li Mingxun's physical strength. As long as there is no accident, it is only a matter of time before Li Mingxun loses.

Yang Hao glanced at the taekwondo blue belt coach, and he also frowned. Obviously, he also saw the problem. He turned around and said something to the students beside him. One of them was Lin Guo, who was tall and handsome. The students stood up and began to stretch their bodies, as if they were moving their bodies, preparing for the stage.

On the stage, after a series of attacks, Li Mingxun's face turned red, he began to pant a little, and his attack slowed down. Zhang Hang, who had been avoiding and retreating, saw that the situation was almost over, and launched a fierce counterattack.

With a side kick, an uppercut, and a close kick, Li Mingxun's body swayed suddenly. Zhang Hang had already approached Li Mingxun, grabbed his clothes, and threw him backhanded.

Snapped.

With a beautiful over-the-shoulder fall, Li Mingxun's body was directly thrown to the ground by Zhang Xun.

"pretty!"

"Fall well, let them feel bad!"

"Zhang Hang, keep going, beat them!"

Seeing Zhang Hang defeating Li Mingxun, the emotions of the surrounding students were suddenly ignited, and they shouted loudly, cheering for Zhang Hang, and the atmosphere in the whole hall was lively.

The Lin country student who was warming up before had already stepped onto the high platform, and said in Yan language: "Zhang Hang, you are indeed good, but you will definitely lose to me. I will prove that taekwondo is the real way of fighting. Technique, Sanda is just a low-level technique."

Zhang Hang's face darkened, and he sneered: "Let's not talk about whether you can beat me, even if you can beat me, I can't represent Sanda, and you can't represent Taekwondo. Even if I lose, it's because I am not good at learning , it’s not that you can’t play Sanda.”

That Lin Guo student smiled slightly, with a somewhat confident and arrogant expression in his expression: "You must know that you are not my opponent, and now you are already looking for reasons for yourself."

Faced with Lin Guo's students' approaching every step of the way, Zhang Hang was really angry, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Whether it's an opponent or not, you won't know until you fight. Come on, Park Zhengming!"

Yang Hao looked at the scene in the field, turned his head and asked, "Who is this person?"

Yan Beibei clenched her fists nervously, and said without turning her head: "This is Park Zhengming, the president of the Taekwondo club, a rich second generation, and that taekwondo master is his personal coach, because he is old He is handsome, his family is rich, and he is generous, so he has a lot of fame in school."

"A private coach?" Yang Hao was a little stunned. Just now he wondered, aren't the clubs in the university organized by the students themselves? How can there be a Le Cordon Bleu-level taekwondo coach, although the level of the Le Cordon Bleu is not too high? , but the strength can be regarded as improvised, at least playing one-handed brick breaking is still completely fine, but now I know that it is this Park Zhengming who is privately hired. With such people pointing out, there must be many people who are willing to join Taekwondo company.

Hou Xiaoqian bit her lip lightly and said: "Yes, it is said that Pu Zhengming practiced Taekwondo since he was a child, and he didn't have a good attainment in Taekwondo. I'm afraid Zhang Hang is not his opponent."

Yang Hao frowned slightly. Although he always believed that martial arts were like knowledge and had no borders. For a person like him who has undergone rigorous training, the various killing techniques he practiced can be said to be a fusion of all kinds of killing techniques in the world. The advantages of the school, and because of this, Yang Hao did not look down on the mentality of any school, but he also felt a bit displeased with the behavior of those students from the Lin country. After all, Yang Hao is also from the Yan country. A few people from Lin Kingdom slandered Yan Kingdom for not being good at Sanda, and he was really upset.

In his heart, Yang Hao sincerely hoped that Zhang Hang would break out and give the frightened Pu Zhengming a serious lesson, but he also knew that this was probably unlikely.

Just like what Park Zhengming said just now, Zhang Hang has already made his point clear before the battle. Even if he loses, it is because he is not good at learning, not because he is not good at Sanda. Not much confidence.

Xi Feifei poked Yang Hao and asked in a low voice, "Brother Hao, do you think that Zhang Hang can win?"

Yang Hao's eyes fell on the center of the crowd. Zhang Hang and Park Zhengming had already exchanged hands. Park Zhengming was tall and strong, and his shots were swift and powerful, and he attacked fiercely. It's a bit difficult to deal with.

Yang Hao shook his head and said: "I'm afraid I can't win. It can be seen that this Park Zhengming has indeed practiced Taekwondo for a long time, and it should be a very professional practice. Every move is clean, fierce and powerful, and this person has a decisive personality. He didn't hesitate when he shot, although Zhang Hang is also very good, but his Sanda is a wild way, without special training, compared with Park Zhengming, it is not as good..."

When Xi Feifei asked Yang Hao, Yan Beibei and Hou Xiaoqian next to her also pricked up their ears. When they heard Yang Hao's answer, the faces of the three showed disappointment.

Yan Beibei waved her small fist, and said bitterly: "Even if Zhang Hang loses, it's not like what Park Zhengming said about Sanda. He is clearly bullying others without professional teachers to guide him."

"That's right, this is bullying." Hou Xiaoqian also said indignantly, then suddenly turned her head and looked at Yang Hao with a pleading face: "Brother Yang, you won't do anything to save people, right? They are bullying our Yan Kingdom! No one, can you watch it?"

"That's right, Brother Hao, you must make a move. If you don't, huh, I'll make trouble for you." Xi Feifei also chimed in, and it was obvious that they were very displeased with that Park Zhengming. , wanting Yang Hao to take action against him.

Yang Hao smiled wryly. He bullied Pu Zhengming, who was still a college student. Isn't that really bullying the younger?

"How do you want to trouble me?"

Xi Feifei said proudly: "If you don't help, I'll take off my sunglasses, show my identity, and then yell at you for bullying me..."