Chapter 515: Weakness is the original sin!

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Singles? !

Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like ridges, her body tightened, as if facing a big enemy.

The conditions proposed by Zhang Ye seem fair, but they actually imply murderous intent.

There is a huge difference in strength between the two, and they are not at the same level.

Although Jiang Qingqing had inherited the mantle of her father's Wing Chun, she was still young at the time. She hadn't learnt boxing for a few years, and hadn't really entered the room. All she knew was only the fur.

And Zhang Ye followed his father Zhang Yuan and studied taekwondo for more than ten years. He is a strong black belt third-tier at a young age!

The whirlwind whirling kick just now made a clear footprint directly on the steel plate, which shows his terrifying strength.

Zhang Ye offered to single out Jiang Qingqing, only to find an upright excuse that he wanted to clean her up.

At this moment, Zhang Ye, seeing her hesitant appearance, deliberately provoked:

"Why? Scared? Smelly girl, don't you always think that old **** traditional martial arts is better than taekwondo? In that case, use the kung fu taught by your dead ghost father to defeat me and me! Don't say I won't give it. Your chance, as long as you defeat me, won't your Furutakesha be kept?"

Facing Zhang Ye's aggressive strategy, Jiang Qingqing bit her lip with her teeth and squeezed her fists, as if experiencing a battle between heaven and man.

"call……"

In the end, she took a deep breath, a strange light gleamed in her beautiful eyes, as if a big decision had been made, and she firmly said: "Okay, I promise you!"

Seeing her promise, the corners of Zhang Ye's mouth rose slightly, revealing a vicious smile, and continued: "We can make it clear in advance that we have no eyes, no matter who is injured in a heads-up, we can't blame the other party!"

"No problem!" Jiang Qingqing nodded.

At this time, Chu Nan subconsciously had a strong ominous premonition, walked to Jiang Qingqing's side, and said with great concern: "Senior Qingqing, if you can't, don't force it!"

However, Jiang Qingqing shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "Chunan, thank you for your concern! This time, I must fight, and I must win!"

Seeing her steadfast eyes, Chu Nan's heart trembled, knowing that in this singles, she was not only fighting for herself, but also for her dead father, even betting on all dignity and pride.

However, Chu Nan still felt uneasy in his heart, thought for a moment, and quietly took out his mobile phone, taking advantage of the people around him not paying attention, immediately sent a text message to Ye Fan for help.

...

At the same time, many members of the Taekwondo Club scattered one after another to make room for the two of them.

The two stood opposite each other, more than ten steps apart.

Jiang Qingqing was the first to hold her fists and salute, but Zhang Ye sneered disdainfully, hooked his fingers provocatively, did not put her in his eyes, and said:

"Come here! Otherwise, once I make a move, you won't even have the strength to fight back!"

Hearing such contemptuous words, Jiang Qingqing did not get angry because of it, her eyes became sharp, and she became more heroic.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, she uttered a babble, with her hands under her ribs, her moves were lightning fast, and she suddenly narrowed the distance between herself and Zhang Ye.

"Puff puff!"

Her fists were as dense as a gust of wind and rain, attacking Zhang Ye's vitals from every tricky angle.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that there is no time to react, and he will be beaten to the ground in an instant, completely losing combat effectiveness.

However, how easy is Zhang Ye to be with?

In the face of this stormy offensive, he did not retreat a step, but slammed his leg up, choosing to use a head-to-head attack and a more powerful move to fight back.

Front kick, side kick, side kick, push kick, back kick, swing kick, back spin kick...

Although Taekwondo is named after "boxing", the attacking moves are mainly legwork, accounting for 70% of its total technique system. It is unpredictable, graceful, diverse and flexible when facing the enemy.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

For a time, there were fists and feet in the field, and the dull physical collision sounded one after another.

But before long, Jiang Qingqing was already at a disadvantage, and the danger was all around.

As the saying goes, "hands are two doors, all relying on feet to hit people"!

The power of human legs is far better than the power of fists.

What's more, as a woman, Jiang Qingqing is inherently weaker than men.

Only a few minutes later, most of her stamina had been consumed, her whole body was soaked in sweat, she was panting heavily, her messy hair sticking to her neck, she looked very embarrassed.

And her pink fist slumped down, her forearm muscles kept twitching, and black patches appeared. It was obvious that she had suffered serious injuries in the high-intensity and high-load battle.

Not far away, Chu Nan, who had been observing the battle, was sweating for Jiang Qingqing.

Following this trend, her defeat is only a matter of time.

...

At this moment, Zhang Ye gave Jiang Qingqing a vicious look and said sharply:

"Smelly girl, don’t you remember when you were a kid, because you secretly practiced some **** Wing Chun, I cleaned it up! Then my dad found out and broke my leg and kept me for a full month. I have always remembered that account, and it happened to be clear all at once today!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Ye's figure soared, like a tiger descending a mountain, rushing towards Jiang Qingqing.

Whether it is speed or strength, it is more than twice as powerful as before.

For a while, Jiang Qingqing fell into a very dangerous situation, and could only barely protect her hands in front of her to block.

She seems to be a lonely boat in the storm, vacillating, and there is the possibility of being swallowed at any time.

"go to hell!"

Suddenly, Zhang Ye let out a heart-piercing roar, a vigorous horizontal kick, and kicked towards Jiang Qingqing's door.

This kick contained Zhang Ye's twelve percent strength, and he didn't show any pity for Xiangyu.

If you are accidentally kicked, you will lose your picture instantly and your nose will be broken.

Under the huge threat, Jiang Qingqing didn't dare to be scornful at all, her body was tight, her hands and fingers were in a very unique posture, and the secret technique used in Wing Chunquan—

Mark!

The mark refers to the advanced style of Wing Chun boxing, which is mainly based on lightly controlling the heavy, fighting for elimination, softening the steel hair, and leveraging the force!

At this moment, Jiang Qingqing just wanted to use the "marking" to resolve Zhang Ye's extremely domineering horizontal kick.

Suddenly, he suddenly noticed a grinning smile on Zhang Ye's face, as if some trick was successful.

Seeing this smile, Jiang Qingqing felt a great shock and secretly said:

not good! be cheated!

At this moment, Zhang Ye originally kicked the steel leg of her front door and drew a strange arc in mid-air. He changed direction and kicked towards her softest belly.

It turned out that his horizontal kick just now was just a false move.

Now, is the real ultimate move!

But Jiang Qingqing was deceived by him, her hands guarding the front door, caught off guard, had no time to dodge, she could only watch the kick on her belly.

"boom!"

A loud thunderous noise sounded in the court.

Jiang Qingqing's thin body, as if being hit by a shell, was kicked for more than ten meters before falling to the ground.

...

"Sister Qingqing!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Nan's eyes were red, and he rushed over like crazy.

Looking intently, Jiang Qingqing's face was gray, her eyes were dim, and the corners of her mouth were oozing red blood, which was shocking.

One drop!

Two drops!

Three drops!

The red blood flowers slid down the corners of her mouth and dripped onto the clothes, like blossoming blood lotuses.

And her lower abdomen was dented, and she didn't know how many ribs had been broken.

"Senior Qingqing! Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital!" Chu Nan said in a loud voice, and then carefully picked up her delicate body, trying to stand up.

Unexpectedly, in this process, she accidentally touched the wound in her lower abdomen.

The intense pain caused her to let out a cry from the depths of her throat, extremely miserable.

At this moment, Zhang Ye, who was the "culprit," walked over swayingly, looking down at Jiang Qingqing condescendingly, disdainfully said:

"Now, do you know the gap between you and me? Jiang Qingqing, your father is weak, you are weak, and the traditional Chinese martial arts is more fistful and trash, and can't be compared with Taekwondo!"

"Weakness is the original sin!"

"As a weak person, you can only get beaten! Even if you want to go to the hospital for treatment now, how could you leave without my consent?"

Zhang Ye's tone was extremely arrogant.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing's lips moved, and she said weakly: "My dad...my dad is not a weak person, he...he is a great hero upright!"

Although her voice was intermittent, it contained a firm will.

But these words completely stimulated Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye's canthus was about to split, and the blue veins on his forehead were erected, roaring like an angry lion:

"Smelly girl, you eat something inside and out! If it weren't for my dad's acceptance, your wife would have been starving to death! Over the years, your eating and drinking Lazards, not all my dad paid for it! In the end, you still had it. God thinks of a dead ghost! Tell you, if you don’t accept the persecution today, you can never leave here!"

"Even if... you say so... you can't make me succumb..." Jiang Qingqing said with her neck high.

Every word seems to be extremely important.

...

Her stubborn appearance completely annoyed Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye squeezed his fists, his facial features twisted together, extremely hideous, like a ghost under Jiuyou, gritted his teeth and said:

"Huh... when you die, you dare to be tough?! In this case, I will fulfill you and send you down to see the old man of the dead!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Ye raised his right foot without hesitation, and kicked heavily towards Jiang Qingqing's lower abdomen.

"boom!"

In his anger, he did not show any mercy at all, and used 12% of his energy.

Jiang Qingqing's lower abdomen was severely injured before, and several ribs were broken.

If you get injured again, it will worsen the situation and add fuel to the fire, I am afraid it will leave a lifetime sequelae.

At this critical moment, Chu Nan, who was weak next to him, burst out of amazing courage from nowhere, stood up suddenly, using his flesh and blood body as a shield to block Jiang Qingqing's.