Chapter 747

"Yes! In my opinion, if Han Fei is still a little rational, he should give up and beg for mercy now. He has to take a chance to do it. In the end, he is only insulting himself! "

A boy who seems to be a data critic pushes the glasses on the bridge of his nose. He is quite sure of Han Fei's defeat!

"Sure enough, the ignorant are fearless! After playing a blue ribbon, I feel like I'm invincible. I'll see how he cries! "

No one thought that before the duel between the two people started, the audience's mood was so hot that almost everyone believed that Han Fei would be defeated, but the underworld coach looked at the two people on the field, his face was uncertain.

"It's a friendly match. It's enough to stop at the end of the game. Don't be so aggressive." The coach looked at Han Fei and said.

"Listen, even the coach is not optimistic about Han Fei. What he said just now is to persuade song Shao to show mercy to him!" A boy said.

"If you don't know how to cherish the opportunity, then do it!" Song Zijie gave a cry, and there were thunderous cheers all around him. By contrast, Han Fei seemed to be a little lonely.

"Come on." Han Fei said blandly.

Compared with song Zijie's posture of fighting with a lion and a rabbit, Han Fei just stands up with his negative hand indifferently. In everyone's eyes, this is to admit his fate and be ready to be beaten passively.

Only that taekwondo coach's pupil suddenly shrinks, which is definitely not a grandstanding affectation. It's definitely a sure way to win!

Seeing Han Fei's indifferent appearance, song Zijie obviously didn't pay attention to his opponent. Then he roared and rushed to Han Fei.

Song Zijie's physical explosive power is far beyond the ordinary people's level, especially with the help of the momentum of running and the torque of the waist of rotary kicking, he wants to smash Han Fei's head with a strong wind.

People under the stage could not help but shrink back. They felt that this foot was just like kicking them. Even if it was not close, the fierce wind had already made people afraid!

"It's worthy of song Shao. The children of Jinling aristocratic family have a different response. This kick can be regarded as a startling cry!" A kid said with heartfelt admiration.

The girls under the stage saw that song Zijie's jump was one person high, and all of them had stars shining in their eyes and screamed wildly!

As for the underworld coach, there was a strange look in his eyes. Turning 270 degrees in the air, it was particularly rare that he perfectly combined the momentum of run-up with the torque of rotation.

Simply from the point of view of destructive power, it is no less than the level of the fifth paragraph of the black belt!

"But Han Fei is not mediocre. I don't know how he plans to deal with it." The coach was also curious.

If he goes on the court, he can only avoid the sharp attack in the face of this fierce attack, but once he falls down, he will be attacked endlessly. It's only a matter of time before he loses his defense!

Just as the coach frowned and thought about it, he saw Han Fei smile and then lightly stretch out one and gently grasp it.

Song Zijie's whole person is just like being set in midair, that incomparably strong one foot is caught by Han Fei so casually!

All the people's minds were empty for a moment, and then Han Fei waved his hand like a chicken. Song Zijie immediately fell to the ground from mid air and rolled seven or eight times in a row, which relieved the power of terror.

Had he not been lucky enough to fall in the corner and be blocked by the column, he would have fallen off the field.

"How could that be?" Song Zijie suddenly clenched his fist. Compared with his inner shock, it was the humiliation that made him more angry.

Although he repeatedly overestimated Han Fei, he didn't expect that his strength was beyond his control.

"I don't believe it!" As soon as song Zijie gritted his teeth, he took out his assassin's mace and rushed to Han Fei with a swift and violent blow. After a powerful side kick, he threw his legs seven or eight times in a row, only to hear the crackling sound.

The underworld coach's pupils also suddenly shrunk. This kind of leg technique is very advanced in Taekwondo, even if the black belt master has no deep attainments, he can't easily show it.

At least in his current state, five repetitions in a row is already the limit, but song Zijie has eight repetitions all at once.

If he reaches the peak of physical strength and endurance in his prime of life, one hand alone will be enough to win many old Taekwondo masters!

With eight heavy legs in a row and the previous shot, even if song Zijie's physical fitness is beyond ordinary people, he is tired. Just when he stops to take a breath, he notices that Han Fei's face is calm and his breathing is not disordered.

Although those eight heavy legs didn't fail just now, they didn't cause any substantial damage to each other. If they insist that they have any effect, it is that there is a little more dust on Han Fei's sleeve after taking off his feet.

"If you only have this level, I think you can almost go down. Do you want me to invite you?" Han Fei said with a smile.

At this moment, no one dares to laugh at Han Fei's arrogance any more, and even song Zijie's previous brain damaged fans begin to whisper to each other.

"I'll tell you how he can be the opponent of that handsome brother. When two people stand on the stage, he is far worse than that handsome guy just because of his momentum. That is to say, if you are mentally disabled, you will follow him blindly."

"Anyway, I didn't say that. I always thought that this kind of children from rich families could do nothing but money. Did I guess it right?"

"Ah, do you think that handsome brother has a girlfriend or not? They are all in the same dormitory. Don't rob me later!"

"Screw you, if you want to have no chest or no bottom, how can the handsome brother like you? If you want to say fair competition, you are not on the same starting line with us, ha ha!"

In the end, the students of Yeji university did not have the slightest principle and position. They just held song Zijie to the sky. When they saw the situation clearly, they immediately turned from pink to black and joined Han Fei's camp.

There is more and more discussion under the stage. Some people even whistle loudly to song Zijie not to be shameful and get out of the stage.

The president of the student and some doglegs were in a hurry, but they tried their best to change the direction of public opinion.

Song Zijie's face is blue and white, and the ups and downs of his life are nothing better than that. At the moment, he not only hates Han Fei, but also the students under the stage.

"What? Are you at a loss? If you don't have the last move, why don't you try to pick me up? " Han Fei joked.

As soon as song Zijie's face changed, he made a defensive action. At this moment, Han Fei suddenly stepped forward and kicked out, just like the kicking of the gangsters when they were fighting. It's no fancy. As long as it's not a lower body disability, it can be done by an individual.

However, song Zijie's foot, which has no aesthetic feeling, is cold and sweaty. This foot, which seems to have no technical content, is much more terrifying than the strength of his eight heavy legs.

Song Zijie quickly clenches his fists and protects his arms in front of him. However, Han Fei's strength of this foot is really terrible. As soon as he blocks, he feels numb in his arms and hits him in the chest like a heavy hammer.

The feeling of that moment made his brain suddenly empty, just like being hit by a car and flying out, he fell heavily under the field. When he came back, there were crowds of spectators standing around, with sympathy or contempt on his face.

Song Zijie was indignant and subconsciously wanted to wave his fist to beat away all the pieces, but then the pain in his chest made him feel powerless, so he lay on his back and writhed powerlessly.

"No... no, I beat song Shao with one foot?" The student president was in a daze.

He thought song Shao could at least hold on to Han Fei for a while, but he didn't expect that he was defeated so simply!

As for those who incited the students before, they were afraid. Even song Shao was defeated. What can this guy do when he comes to them to settle accounts later in the autumn!

Especially this guy and Tian Gang's rich second generation still know each other. When they show up, they will be remembered. In the future, there will be a place for them in the university town!

The student president is also numb, but after all, it's the one million check that makes him overcome his fear. Now he is forced into the crowd and will carry song Zijie to the school medical room.

"I wrote down today's revenge! You wait for me. One day I will defeat you and return the humiliation you gave me today thousands of times! " Song Zijie looks into Han Fei's eyes.

Han Fei said with a smile: "to tell you the truth, I'm afraid you will be hit. Even if you have the guidance of a famous teacher, you don't want to face me without 20 years of hard work."

Song Zijie gritted his teeth, but he didn't spit out a word after all!

There are some things that the onlookers are obsessed with. When he got that kick before, he clearly felt that Han Fei had withdrawn more than 90% of his strength at the last moment, otherwise he would have gone to the West now!

"Go Song Zijie forbeared the arrogance in his heart and did not look at the Muzi on the stage. Then, with the help of several people, he walked towards the school medical room.

"This handsome brother is already so strong, then we will play the next game or not?" A girl murmured.

"How can you fight when you're so strong? Ask those who haven't been on the court to be brave!"

In this way, the Taekwondo competition jointly held by several schools has come to an end. As for the following award ceremony, Han Fei is not in the mood to make trouble.

"Brother Han! I knew you were the best! Now you're a celebrity in our university town. You have to celebrate tonight! " Jiang Tingting does not hide the joy in her heart. She comes up and gives Han Fei a bear hug. She says excitedly, but makes Han Fei feel embarrassed.

If Jiang Tianbiao saw this, would he think that he was fooling her daughter and driving a forklift would kill himself?

"Forget it tonight. I have an appointment." Han Fei said.

"Ah? Do you want this! In order to treat you to a meal, we've even paid for it. You can't afford not to give me such face! " Jiang Tingting shakes Han Fei's arm at the moment.

For this indirect act of swearing sovereignty, the girls around hate to gnash their teeth. If I want to have a body and a face, why should I be arched by this pig!

Han Fei then laughed: "I really can't spare time in the evening, but it's still early now. I can go to the bar and have a drink."

Jiang Tingting knows that Han Fei is not as good as lying to prevaricate her, and now she can only take second place.

"Zixi, do you want to go back together?" Jiang Tingting immediately looked at Muzi Xi and asked. Subconsciously, she wanted Muzi Xi to refuse.

However, Muzi Xi knew that song Zijie's figure was mixed in this competition, and she was already in a state of depression. Now she agreed without thinking about it.

Jiang Tingting can only shout in her heart that Muzi has no principle. This award ceremony has not started. How can you withdraw first as a host!

Just as Han Fei left the gymnasium with two girls, several black business cars stopped at the gate of the school.

When the car door opened, a group of strong men in black suits and Bluetooth headphones stepped out of the car and walked straight towards the campus.

The security guard at the door knew that these people were not easy to be provoked. Even if they had written "I'm not a student" on their face, no one dared to come up and question them.

At the moment, President Lin was dizzy in the sun. There was a shade next to him, but he had to wait in the sun with the poor girl.

"I said, wife, we really don't need to worry about those people who have no quality. Otherwise, you'd better go home first and have a rest. I'll find someone to deal with that boy later." President Lin wiped a handful of sun dried oil and opened his mouth.

As for the fat woman, although she was sweating, she was not moved at all. Her eyes were fixed on the front. Finally, when she saw that group of strong men in black appeared at the school gate, the fat woman burst into tears.