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Ang Zihao did not expect the other party to dare to get close to him, so he subconsciously chose his most powerful attack.

Using one leg as a fulcrum, he rotated his body 360 degrees and swung the other leg with all his strength like a flood dragon going out to sea.

"Whirlwind Kick!"

Shen Qingfeng squinted and his body moved like a gust of wind. He did the same thing.

"Whirlwind Kick!"

The two Flood Dragons met in the air, fiercely clashing against each other. An enormous explosion resounded.

"Crack!"

Amidst the rumbling sounds, there was also a slight sound that sounded like the crack of a bone, but most people had forgotten about it.

After the first strike, Shen Qingfeng did not move at all. Instead, he took three big steps back.

He lowered his head, carefully guarding against Shen Qingfeng's attacks. However, one of his legs did not listen to him and was slightly trembling.

His leg had been fractured!

In that strike just now, he felt as if he had struck the hardest rock. He couldn't understand how a human body could be this hard!

"You … "Where did you learn martial arts from …"

Ang Zihao asked while looking fierce and weak. He had no choice but to re-evaluate the handsome boy in front of him. He looked harmless, but he was actually a very difficult character to deal with.

"What, afraid? As long as you agree to my previous suggestion, I can let you off today. "

"How can a small warrior of the Dark Force be so ignorant?"

When Shen Qingfeng said this, his pupils slightly shrank.

How did this guy know he was a hidden strength fighter? He had only recently broken through, and even the people in the family did not know about it!

For some reason, the unknown danger caused his heart to beat violently.

Could it be … Shen Qingfeng was also a warrior with hidden strength?

No, that's impossible!

How could the other party have the qualifications to practice martial arts? Wasn't he a poor student who couldn't even afford to learn?

Ang Zihao was unable to accept his defeat. While his mind was in a mess, Shen Qingfeng had already walked towards him step by step.

"Sigh!" Why bother? "Relying on his red background and bullying others, I never would have thought that I would meet an even more ruthless character. I'm afraid that this time, I won't be good."

Zhao Wenbo watched the battle from the sidelines and could not help but sigh.

Ang Zihao's Whirlwind Kick was a continuous skill, but was broken by the opponent with the same move.

Shen Qingfeng was an unfathomable person, he could not become enemies with him!

In Zhao Wenbo's eyes, the danger level for Shen Qingfeng had increased yet again. He did not want such a terrifying existence to covet him, not to mention that he did not even care about the red disciples!

As Shen Qingfeng drew closer, Ang Zihao's expression became more and more unsightly.

Only by fighting him would one know how terrifying this man was. His aura was like an abyss that could not be looked at directly!

Damn it! Just what realm was he in? Could it be the peak of the hidden strength?

Ang Zihao could not even guess the true realm of his opponent, he did not dare to think about the realm above the hidden strength, since Shen Qingfeng was so young, even if he started training inside his mother's womb, he would not have such a high cultivation level!

"You … Don't come near me! "

The terrifying pressure was about to collapse Ang Zihao's mind, his face was turning paler and paler, his eyes were bloodshot, he had already retreated to the edge of the arena, there was no way out!

The opponent's entire body was full of holes, yet he felt as if he couldn't make a move. Why did he have to be the one to lose?!

"Ang Zihao..."

The girls outside the arena also felt that something was wrong. They looked at the scene with worry, their hearts in their throats.

"Humph!" "Stubborn fool!"

Shen Qingfeng had already given him a chance, but he didn't cherish it.

He rushed forward, his body soaring up like a dragon as he kicked Ang Zihao's shoulder with a tornado.

"Pfft!"

Ang Zihao was in the air, spitting out blood. He crashed into the wall of the training hall ten meters away and fell to the ground.

Zhao Wenbo saw and his eyes twitched, he secretly thought, this man, could he have killed him?

Shen Qingfeng walked over in large strides, and picked him up, not caring about Ang Zihao's injuries.

"Remember what I told you earlier. If you can't do it, I'll beat you up once."

"I, Shen Qingfeng, will keep my word!"

Once he let go of her hands, Ang Zihao collapsed onto the ground like a dead dog. He had sustained severe internal injuries and multiple fractures, making him unable to speak anymore.

Silence! This was the reaction of Taekwondo.

"Wuu … wuu …" Are you a demon?! "

"Wa …"

After about a minute, a girl wearing a pink princess dress cried out. Her tears fell like beads from a broken string.

The sound of crying spread like a plague. Soon, Taekwondo became a scene of crying. The sad look on their faces was even more painful than losing their mother.

To them, Ang Zihao was a faith, as untouchable as the sun in the sky.

But now that his faith was broken, Ang Zihao was defeated by someone!

Shen Qingfeng's expression was cold, ignoring the gazes of the crowd, he walked out together with Jiang Muwan.

Wherever they went, it was as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions. Soon, a wide path was opened …

"Someone come quickly!" "Clean up the area!"

"You, hurry and get the chauffeur to drive here."

After Shen Qingfeng left, Zhao Wenbo and the others finally reacted and called for the school doctors to bring a stretcher over.

Ang Zihao was heavily injured and vomited blood, if he was delayed in his recovery because of their lack of time, then he would be punished!

The crying female students of Taekwondo, the busy school doctor team, and the shouting association members were all thrown into chaos.

"..."

The teachers of Halo High School all had their own office and apartment, the environment was very comfortable.

Zhou Peihan changed into a set of black formal attire. Beneath her short skirt, white colored stockings wrapped around her perfectly round thighs, making one's imagination run wild.

Compared to last night, she was less charming and more gentle like water.

She put down the stack of test papers in her hands, which were all marked with a red score of about 95 points.

She stretched out her hand to support the gold-rimmed glasses on her nose and looked at the delicate and pretty boy in front of her. Suddenly, she felt a little pain in her head.

He could either skip classes and not see anyone for a few days. He had only been back for half a day, and Ang Zihao was sent to the hospital.

"Teacher, have my points met your requirements?" The rest of the time I can freely control? "

Shen Qingfeng was very clear on how many points he could get, there were a few multiple choice questions that he purposefully made wrong, since the full score on the test was too shocking!

Seeing her obedient look, Zhou Peihan became extremely angry, and she threw the stack of papers onto Shen Qingfeng's body.

"Brat, you're quite capable!"

Her breath quickened, and the peak of the mountain trembled as she bent over her chest.