Li Moyang looked at the broken kung fu boards and nodded in approval. Both the accuracy and strength were indeed pretty good.

Qian Yu Taro looked at Li Moyang with a haughty expression, just like a white swan looking at a toad. Then, he continued to say two words to Li Moyang in his poor Chinese: "You!"

Although the pronunciation is still a bit strange, it is not difficult to hear that these two words have a strong connotation of contempt.

Li Moyang looked at Qian Yu Taro and smiled, a seemingly very friendly smile.

Li Moyang also took a few steps back, then raised his right foot, using exactly the same method as Qianyu Taro, and landed the heel accurately on the stack of Kung Fu boards. However, the result was:

Not the same.

Before Li Moyang could retract his feet, he saw the stack of kung fu boards and the low stool below falling down. What happened at that moment shocked everyone present, and their brains were in a state of shock.

His nerves jumped a little with the loud sound.

Li Moyang slowly took his feet back, looked at the pile of pitiful stools and kung fu boards in front of him, shook his head and said regretfully: "Oh, it's such a pity. I didn't control my strength well for such a good stool.

It’s such a pity that it broke like this. Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

The club students, who were still worried at first, saw this scene, and all their eyes lit up, just like small flashlights. Although it was just such a simple competition, the one who just said it was clearly Li Moyang.

Being superior in skill means obviously winning! How could such a situation not excite them?

Qian Yutaro looked at the mess, and the expression on his face gradually changed from shock at the beginning to unconvinced. He turned his head and looked at Li Moyang, his eyes no longer had disdain, only full of dissatisfaction.

"Fifteen yuan!" Qianyu Taro looked at Li Moyang fiercely and shouted loudly.

Li Moyang touched his nose. Faced with Qianyu Taro's excited expression, he still smiled very calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him. Then, he nodded with a smile and said: "Okay

ah."

Li Moyang nodded, and the intern students immediately prepared the kung fu boards. As before, they were accumulated and placed on a low stool, and then each was placed in front of Li Moyang and Qian Yutaro.

This time, just like last time, Chiba Taro came first.

Chiba Taro's actions were exactly the same as last time. He first took a few steps back, and then kicked the stack of Kung Fu boards. The fifteen Kung Fu boards were struck from the middle as if they were struck by lightning.

A gap grew longer and longer, until it reached the top of the low stool. And the low stool did not survive. Although it was not completely cracked, two-thirds of the surface was cracked.

Last time there were ten kung fu boards, this time there were five more, and they were able to replace two-thirds of the cracks on the low stool below. This kind of strength is not terrible. Counting it like this,

Chiba Taro is still more skilled.

Li Moyang looked at the crack on Qianyu Taro's side seriously and nodded with certainty as before.

If before, Qianyu Taro would have been elated when he saw Li Moyang nodding with such affirmation. But now, when Qianyu Taro looks at Li Moyang, he only feels uneasy in his heart. The more calm and sure Li Moyang becomes, the more Qianyu Taro's

My heart became more and more uneasy, as if there was a stone stuck in my heart.

Facts have proved that Chiba Taro's premonition was still very accurate.

After Li Moyang's kick landed, the situation was exactly the same as before. Even though fifteen Kung Fu boards were used, the result was exactly the same as the previous ten Kung Fu boards.

Before Li Moyang's feet could leave, the kung fu boards and low stools below collapsed collectively. Moreover, the noise this time was louder than before!

Li Moyang looked at the pile of debris at his feet, and he also showed a very regretful expression. This time he deliberately said in Japanese: "What a sin. Ruining a low stool again, sin, sin." Li Moyang said, even more

He just put his hands together and looked very sorry.

Qianyu Taro looked at Li Moyang and was so angry that he almost burst into pieces. It would be fine if Li Moyang directly used words to mock him or stimulate him. At worst, he could use this reason to start a war directly. But, damn! What happened?

Li Moyang, a guy who is not a human being, acted so unreasonably. Seeing this, Qian Yutaro could only feel the fire burning in his stomach!

"There must be something fishy about those Kung Fu boards and low stools!" A Japanese with a shaved head standing next to Qian Yu Taro stared at the Kung Fu boards and low stools on Li Moyang's side and suddenly shouted. He didn't believe it. Qian Yu

How could a powerful Taekwondo family like Taro lose to such an unknown kid?

"What did you say?" As soon as the junior students in the club heard what the Japanese said, they immediately looked like they wanted to rush up and bite the Japanese to death. Damn it! Little Japan can't compete with them, but it dares to rogue them!

"Hey." Li Moyang quickly blocked the junior student with his hand, and then said to the junior student seriously: "They are guests, and we are the hosts. It is the master's duty to give way to the guests. As a host, how can you be so fussy with the guests?

.No rules!”

"Pfft..." The junior student sitting over there listened to Li Moyang's words and looked at his serious face. He couldn't help but burst out laughing. He discovered another great advantage of Li Moyang. Since he said

If you bully people like this, you can still be so serious and really tough!

"Is this how it should be? This makes sense." When Qianyu Taro heard Li Moyang's words, he subconsciously thought that he was teaching the junior fellow student a lesson, so he smiled as brightly as a flower and said very happily.

And the Japanese standing next to Chiba Taro heard Chiba Taro say this, and they really wanted to kill themselves. They studied Chinese, and of course they understood the accusations in Li Moyang's words. Li Moyang was turning a corner.

He scolded them for being petty and playing tricks!

However, even if Li Moyang said this, this Qian Yu Taro actually agreed so depressedly. He is really not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates!
Chapter completed!