Chapter 323 My kung fu is only killing people, not performing!
Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly harsh in the box and fell on everyone's ears very clearly.
The next moment, everyone turned around and looked at the source of the sound, only to find that the speaker——
It’s Ye Fan!
Before Ling Ao said anything, Lu Minghui couldn't help it anymore.
Zhao Ling'er's attitude towards Ye Fan had already made him jealous, but now the old and new hatreds combined together completely exploded!
Lu Minghui clasped his hands on his chest, his eyes half-closed, full of gloomy colors, and he said in a sinister manner:
"Hmph...boy, who do you think you are? You dare to be so arrogant and say that my cousin's kung fu is just a trick on your legs! It's really ridiculous. You don't even think about how much you weigh!"
With Lu Minghui taking the lead, everyone else was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, and started criticizing Ye Fan one after another:
"Brother Minghui is right! If Master Ling's roundhouse kick hits someone, it can result in a broken bone or death in the worst case! Such moves are just fake fists and embroidered legs, so I'm afraid there is no real kung fu in the world!"
"Tch! In my opinion, this kid is here today just to show off his lower limit to the publicity! Look at his shabby appearance, and the total cost of his clothes is probably less than 200. When he eats, he looks like a starving ghost reincarnated! If it weren't for the spirit
With my son’s face, what qualifications does he have to sit here?”
"That's right! Just kick him out. A loser like this doesn't deserve to sit here with us!"
"Get out! Get out!"
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"Noisy!"
Faced with this one-sided public opinion, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, but he did not get angry because of it. Instead, he seemed to be harassed by a group of annoying flies.
Immediately afterwards, he stood up from the chair, his back straight, like a spear piercing the sky, his sharp eyes shot out like a sharp blade, scanning the cheeks of everyone present, and said lightly:
"A summer insect cannot talk about the ice, and a well frog cannot talk about the sea! In my opinion, you are just a bunch of short-sighted guys with shallow knowledge! You are the only one who has to support such a flashy show, which is simply ridiculous! Ridiculous!"
"boom!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a bomb dropped into the calm water, causing thousands of waves.
For a moment, the expressions of everyone in the venue changed drastically, they were dumbfounded, and their mouths opened into an "O" shape, enough to swallow their own fists.
They looked at Ye Fan with disbelief and couldn't believe their ears.
Previously, Ye Fan called Ling Ao's Kung Fu "fancy fists and embroidered legs", which at best only offended Ling Ao!
And now, his words almost scolded everyone in the venue!
Show no mercy!
These young people have extraordinary backgrounds, have high self-esteem, and are arrogant. How have they ever experienced such humiliation?
What's more, Ye Fan's appearance is not impressive. Judging from his appearance, he is just a "diaosi"!
Being looked down upon by a loser almost ignited the anger in everyone's hearts. Lu Minghui was so angry that his hair stood on end, the veins on his forehead throbbed, and the fierceness in his eyes made him want to cut Ye Fan into pieces with a thousand knives.
But they didn't know that Ye Fan was just telling the truth.
At first, after learning that Ling Ao was a fifth-degree black belt, he had some expectations.
But after seeing Ling Ao's roundhouse kick, Ye Fan was completely disappointed.
As the saying goes, the hands are two doors, and you can only hit people with your legs!
In martial arts, hands are like doors. As long as you open them, your opponent will go in. People's vital points are on the center line. As long as your opponent goes in, you will lose.
Therefore, the hands serve as the gateway, playing the role of preparation and defense before attacking, such as grabbing, holding, pushing, tearing, wiping, holding...all without using hands, which can be said to be "the leader of the dragon".
The reason for "hitting people solely with the legs" is because the power of the feet is much greater than the power of the hands, and the attack force is strong.
Although Taekwondo is named "Fist", the real killer move is still the Kung Fu of the legs. According to statistics, among Taekwondo techniques, kick techniques account for about 70% of the total technique system.
Therefore, Taekwondo kicks far exceed boxing attacks in terms of attack range, attack power, etc., while boxing moves generally focus on defense and blocking.
For a top-notch strongman, let alone kicking through wooden boards, even breaking mountains and rocks, it is all a piece of cake!
Ling Ao's 360-degree roundhouse kick just now seemed extraordinary and dazzling, but in fact it had no practical use and was just a showpiece.
Not to mention becoming Ye Fan's opponent, I am afraid that even the ninth-level martial arts expert in China can easily defeat him!
…
At this moment, seeing Ye Fan bow his head and remain silent, everyone thought he was afraid, so they became even more aggressive and scolded:
"Hmph... brat, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense! Not only do you look down on Mr. Ling, but you also look down on all of us! If you don't give us a satisfactory explanation for this matter today, don't even think about leaving!"
"That's right! This kid is so arrogant. He really thinks he is some awesome person. Today we will teach him how to behave!"
"Boy, kneel on the ground quickly and apologize to Master Ling!"
"Kneel down!"
Hearing the cheers from the crowd, Zhao Ling'er, who was beside Ye Fan, trembled in her heart. A layer of fine sweat appeared on the tip of her nose and forehead, and her eyes were full of worry.
She never expected that things would turn into such a situation.
However, Ye Fan was the person she brought after all, and he was the key figure in treating her cousin's condition!
No matter what, she couldn't let Mark be humiliated here.
Upon thinking of this, Zhao Ling'er's eyes flashed, she moved lightly, walked up to the crowd and said:
"Dear classmates, Ye Fan is my friend. What he said just now offended me, so please forgive me! Otherwise... let me apologize to everyone on his behalf!"
As soon as these words came out, the hearts of everyone around him were filled with huge waves, and they were extremely surprised.
They never expected that Zhao Linger, who had always been proud and arrogant, would actually be willing to apologize to everyone for Mark.
But her actions to protect Ye Fan further aroused the jealousy of the boys.
"no!"
Lu Minghui's face was ferocious, his eyes were about to burst, and he said aggressively: "Ling'er, one code is one code! How can this boy be so virtuous that he asks you to apologize on his behalf? What's more, look at his appearance, there is no apology at all.
mean?"
"a ha ha ha……"
At this time, Ye Fan seemed to have heard some big joke, and burst out laughing unbridled, and then said: "I, Ye Fan, have not apologized so cheaply! What's more, where did I say something wrong? That flashy embroidered fist and leg,
How can I deserve my apology?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ling'er next to him suddenly turned pale.
She didn't expect Mark to be so stubborn, even a little obsessed, and with just a few words, he offended everyone in the room.
For a moment, she regretted bringing Mark to this class reunion.
What's more important is that Zhao Ling'er knows Lu Minghui's character and will retaliate.
If Ye Fan didn't apologize, he might really be carried out of this door sideways today.
…
"enough!"
At this moment, Ling Ao, who had been silent before, suddenly let out a loud shout.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
Under the spotlight, Ling Ao walked up to Mark.
"boom!"
A solid killing intent centered around his body and spread in all directions. The temperature in the box seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.
His gaze was even more terrifying, like a divine sword being unsheathed, giving people the illusion of being cut by a knife.
In mid-air, there seemed to be invisible electric sparks flashing.
If you are a weak-minded person, at this moment, I am afraid that you will be frightened to the point of weakness.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Ao looked at Ye Fan and said condescendingly:
"Boy, since you said that my kung fu is just fancy fists and embroidered legs, then your kung fu must be even more extraordinary! Why don't you show it now to open everyone's eyes! Otherwise, if you just insulted me for no reason, I will make you think you have said that.
If so, pay the price!"
Feeling Ling Ao's aura, Ye Fan remained calm and composed, his expression as normal, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.
"Kung Fu, of course I know it! It's just that-"
Ye Fan lengthened his tone, and suddenly his aura was rising steadily, giving people the feeling of looking down on the world and being arrogant, and he said word by word:
"My kung fu is only about killing, not performing!"