"We see, Teacher Jia."

Hearing what Jia Siwen said, the two nodded and said, they felt the fear in their hearts dissipated a lot.

On the ring, Dashuai Zhang was squeezed under him by Hou San, and Hou San coldly said: "Give up, I will let go of you and let you stand up."

"You fucking, I'm absolutely impossible to admit defeat!" Zhang Dashuai gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Then I'm not welcome." Hou San suddenly patted Dashuai Zhang's back with a palm!

With a whistling palm wind, that palm came to Zhang Dashuai's face in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

This palm was slapped firmly on Zhang Dashuai's back, Zhang Dashuai suddenly felt a sweet throat, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Mother, I'm fighting with you!" Zhang Dashuai wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth severely, and squeezed his hands on the ground, actually supporting it abruptly.

Hou San was caught off guard and fell directly to the ground, rolled on the ground and re-adjusted his body shape.

"Unexpectedly, you trash can actually have so much strength." Hou Sanyi said with disdain.

"I'm not a waste!" Zhang Dashuai gritted his teeth and said.

He clenched his fist, and slammed his fist towards Hou San's face.

Hou San's eyes were slightly narrowed, and his toes were a little bit. When he was about to hide to the left, Zhang Dashuai's huge body directly blocked his retreat!

"Want to run?" Zhang Shuai said with a sneer on his face, "Get out of here!"

After speaking, Zhang Dashuai suddenly blasted out a punch, which hit Hou San's chest heavily.

Hou San's body is already thin and weak, how can he hold the punch of Dashuai Zhang?

When the punch went down, Hou San was immediately beaten out, bounced on the elastic belt on the edge of the ring, and bounced back to the ground.

The audience was suddenly silent.

Only two clear female voices sounded.

"Good job! Keep playing! Let them know how good our Nancheng No. 1 Middle School is!"

"Dashuai Zhang, come on! You must not lose to them, otherwise you just wait to go back and copy me a hundred times!"

Hearing these words, Zhang Dashuai shuddered immediately. He looked back and saw a fiery red banner pulling on the distant stand, and it was Wang Qiaoan and Qiao Linlin who were holding the banner!

The other students cast an angry look, but Wang Qiaoan and Qiao Linlin didn't care at all.

Hou San shook his head, slowly stood up and looked at Dashuai Zhang in the distance, his eyes full of coldness.

"I want you to die!" Hou San said every word.

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Hou's three feet stomped suddenly, a whirling kick with a howling wind directly towards Zhang Dashuai's temple.

If you get hit by this kick, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

Zhang Dashuai's face sank, and he stood still and didn't move.

Upon seeing this, Li Bingwei in the audience suddenly changed his face and was about to rush up.

But Jia Siwen stretched out his hand and stopped him.

"Teacher Jia, Fatty is dangerous!" Li Bingwei said nervously, "We have to help him!"

"No, he knows what to do." Jia Siwen said lightly.

Sure enough, just when Hou San's round kick was about to fall on Dashuai Zhang, Dashuai Zhang stomped his feet, and the huge body bounced toward the left like a ball.

"boom!"

Just as Zhang Dashuai dodged, he directly stepped on the floor of the ring, shaking the ground.

"This fat guy is quite flexible." Li Bingwei said with a look of surprise, "When did he learn this trick?"

"I specially taught you during the special training last night." Jia Siwen said with a smile, "Although it looks unsightly and not very clever, but for you, as long as you understand the mystery of this trick, your opponent will Don't even want to meet you, but the time is rushed, and he can only comprehend a little."

Yesterday, after Jia Siwen applied to the martial arts club, he found three people to come for special training. Each of them took half an hour to train. This time, Jia Siwen taught some new moves to make the three of them even stronger. .

Jia Siwen knew that Zhang Dashuai didn't lack offense at all. What he lacked was self-preservation techniques such as body skills, which naturally made up for his flaws in this area.

Dashuai Zhang avoided Hou San's leg, a ecstatic smile appeared on his face, and he murmured, "It's not me who died, it's you who died!"

When the voice fell, I saw Dashuai Zhang suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Hou San's leg!

Hou San was caught off guard and was caught by Dashuai Zhang. When he was about to defend, Dashuai Zhang didn't give him this opportunity at all!

Zhang Dashuai let out a low growl and lifted Hou San with force.

"Get out of here!" Zhang Dashuai roared, and threw Hou San out, and fell to the ground suddenly.

"Puff!" Hou San spit out a mouthful of blood, and lay softly on the ground, panting heavily.

"At the end of the game, Nancheng No. 1 Wushu Club won a round!" The referee also hesitated for a while before announcing.

Hearing the referee's announcement, Zhang Dashuai sat on the ground, panting heavily.

He had tried his best just now, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be able to beat Hou San at all!

Wang Guangyu looked at Hou San lying on the ground with a gloomy expression, and said in a cold voice: "It's really a trash, I can't even beat this fat guy!"

"Boss, let me go." Li Junhao, who was standing by, twisted his neck and said with a cold smile on his face, "I've seen them unhappy long ago!"

Wang Guangyu nodded and said, "Yes, you can go!"

Li Junhao stomped the sole of his foot suddenly, his body rose into the air, and he immediately jumped onto the ring.

Seeing Li Junhao on the court, there was a burst of cheers on the court.

"Vice President Li Junhao! Vice President Li Junhao made the shot! This time they are determined to lose!"

"That's right, the whirlwind legs of Vice President Li Junhao are unmatched! Even the president must be afraid of three points. This fat guy will definitely be kicked to death!"

"Cut, who made them so arrogant in Nancheng No. 1 Middle School? What can they do with good grades in Nancheng No. 1 Middle School? No matter how good their grades are, it has nothing to do with Kung Fu.

.......

The people on the stage looked at Li Junhao's action, each with their eyes excited, as if they saw a hero of salvation. After all, Li Junhao's reputation in the Second Vocational Education Center is very high. Except for the president Wang Guangyu, the reputation of others is fundamentally better than Not on him.

Li Junhao waved his hand to the audience in all directions, smiled and said, "Hehe, it's been a long time since everyone."

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