Chapter 400 Unexpected [First Update]

"I'll go first!"

As a player from the Taekwondo Association stood on the ring, Han Zhenfeng suddenly stood up, walked quickly onto the ring, and stood opposite the player from the Taekwondo Association.

Han Zhenfeng's move surprised everyone familiar with the two associations.

As soon as he came up, Han Zhenfeng, the figure who was the leader of the Wushu Association, came on the field. Don't he know that if he used up a while of physical strength, it would be difficult to play the second game, especially once he faced the Taekwondo Association. The main general Wang Lei, or the chairman Lu Weixin, he has almost no winning percentage.

Is he stupid?

Why have to do this? !

However, Ji Feng and Zhang Lei in the audience nodded slightly, they looked at each other and smiled at the same time: "Gao Ming!"

Obviously, Han Zhenfeng has no certainty about winning, and even he is ready to fail. However, before he fails, even if there is a glimmer of hope, he will make a final fight. This order of appearances is the best illustration of his hard work.

The opponent will definitely not expect that Han Zhenfeng will be the first to play, then, with his strength, the first game can almost be said to be a sure win, and because the first game is just the beginning, he can even take the opponent's first game. A player as a sparring partner, to warm up, this may not be the case.

In the second game, no matter who the opponent is playing, Han Zhenfeng is in the best state. If Wang Lei or Lv Weixin play, Han Zhenfeng can at least tie the opponent.

In this way, it is a win and a draw, and two unbeaten games.

If it is a tie in the second game, then even if Han Zhenfeng loses in the third game, he will also consume the opponent's physical strength. In addition, there is a mighty Du Shaofeng in the Wushu Association. All the pressure will be passed on by then. to the Taekwondo Association.

At least, the Wushu Association will not lose too ugly!

This is Han Zhenfeng's last fight.

"Han Zhenfeng is still very smart!" Zhang Lei whispered, "I just don't know if the Taekwondo Association has any preparations. For example, besides the main general Wang Lei and the president Lv Weixin, will they have other powerful masters? It's as if the Wushu Association deliberately concealed Du Shaofeng's skills..."

Ji Feng smiled and said, "Whether or not the Taekwondo Association has a backer, Han Zhenfeng's arrangement is very smart."

Zhang Lei looked at Wang Lei, who was slightly shocked, and then looked at Shen Jingyi, who was aggrieved beside him. He couldn't help scratching his head and snorted, "Personally, I hope that the Taekwondo Association will fail miserably, although I know this is impossible!"

Ji Feng laughed dumbly.

Han Zhenfeng's move was obviously beyond the expectations of the Taekwondo Association. Lv Weixin and Wang Lei couldn't help but feel a little surprised. In the past, the Taekwondo Association and the Wushu Association had discussed many times, and almost every time Han Zhenfeng and Lu Weixin were their own. A side battle.

But this time is different, Han Zhenfeng actually took the initiative to participate in the first game.

The first player on the side of the Taekwondo Association was even more stunned, his face became strange, and he cursed inwardly: "You bastard usually isn't the last one to play, why are you the first one to play now? You are not bullying. people?"

Although he was unwilling and a little scared, he was standing on the ring after all, so he naturally couldn't back down. He raised his head and stiffened his neck: "President Han, please!"

Han Zhenfeng nodded slightly and said, "Please!"

Ji Feng looked dumbfounded and laughed, how could he still have so much etiquette as he did against the ancient masters?

In his heart, there is nothing to focus on some concepts such as demeanor when fighting, because from the beginning, what Ji Feng has learned is that if he achieves his goal, what the agent is most proficient at is not head-on combat, but stealing, assassination, etc. An invincible means.

Has anyone ever seen a special agent go head-to-head with someone stupidly?

Does it mean that whoever wins has the right to do what he wants? And the losing side, just obediently retreat?

Obviously neither of them will be such gentlemen!

Just as Ji Feng was thinking about it, Han Zhenfeng in the ring had already fought with the opponent. Ji Feng couldn't tell what kind of kung fu Han Zhenfeng played, because he didn't know much about traditional Chinese martial arts. Shen, although I have been in contact with it before, it is only to better confirm what I have learned.

However, Ji Feng can clearly see that that person is definitely not Han Zhenfeng's opponent, and the two sides are too far apart.

Han Zhenfeng far surpassed the opponent in terms of fighting consciousness and physical reaction. Moreover, in terms of personal strength, Han Zhenfeng also far surpassed him.

Sure enough, as Ji Feng expected, in just three or four minutes, Ji Feng had brought down the opponent twice, and the outcome was clearly determined.

However, what interests Ji Feng the most is that the movements of the Taekwondo Association player are very beautiful.

That cheating seems very flexible, although it is not lethal, it is also worth learning from.

There are also kicks, which are also very fast and flexible, which makes Ji Feng's eyes shine.

"I don't know if the martial arts specializing in leg kung fu in Chinese martial arts are more flexible than taekwondo. If they can learn from each other's strengths, it would be a good method..." Ji Feng muttered secretly.

After another two or three minutes, just hearing a thud on the stage, the contestant was thrown out by Han Zhenfeng, and he fell out of the ring. It was a complete defeat...

However, although the people from the Taekwondo Association were defeated, there was no dejected expression on their faces, while the faces of the members of the Martial Arts Association were rather solemn.

"Why aren't they happy when they won?" Ji Feng asked in a low voice.

Ji Feng pondered for a moment before saying, "I don't know, maybe... Han Zhenfeng spent a lot of money in this first battle..."

Suddenly, his heart moved, that Taekwondo player's strength is not too weak!

Ji Feng seemed to understand something, smiled slightly, and thought to himself, this time, the Wushu Association is in trouble.

And Zhang Lei seemed to have thought of something, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes: "I said lunatic, don't you mean to say that people from the Taekwondo Association have long known that Han Zhenfeng will be the first to play, so they deliberately arranged a strength and Not a bad person, to use up his physical strength?"

Everyone knows that fighting is a physical activity. Even if you only fight for one or two minutes sometimes, the physical exertion is extremely serious, because in those one or two minutes, you have to concentrate and your nerves are tense. People are nervous.

No matter how powerful Han Zhenfeng is, he is still a student. After all, he is not a martial arts master fabricated in movies or novels. He will naturally consume physical strength, instead of just warming up as predicted before!

Ji Feng said noncommittally: "I'll see after watching it. If Wang Lei or Lv Weixin appears in the second game, it will prove that our guess is correct!"

Zhang Lei nodded slightly, and stopped talking, but returned his eyes to the ring.

After the first game, there was a one-minute break in between. This is because everyone is still a student, and no one dares to arrogantly say that one hit several times. If it is dealing with ordinary students, that's all, but the other party is also practicing kung fu, which is different.

Soon, the second game started. This time, it was Wang Lei who stood up first and came to the stage with a proud face.

"The king will be good! Good!" There was a sudden applause from the audience below the ring. Most of these voices were made by taekwondo students, but no one could say what was wrong. Who made this their home court? ?

With a bright smile on his face, Wang Lei waved at the audience, full of style, as if he was a star in a concert.

"Damn it! What a coquettish bag!" Zhang Lei couldn't help but snorted.

Ji Feng smiled suddenly.

"President, let me go!" Du Shaofeng said, "You take a rest first."

Han Zhenfeng shook his head slightly and said, "No, even if I rest now, I may not be able to win against Lv Weixin, so this time, let me go. Against Wang Lei, I should be able to be undefeated!"

Although he consumed a lot in the first game, his own strength is higher than Wang Lei, so he is still very confident. Moreover, Du Shaofeng is keeping a secret weapon against Lv Weixin. If he confronts Wang Lei now, in case Han Zhenfeng can't recover and Du Shaofeng has consumed a lot of physical strength, Lv Weixin can definitely sweep the other three by himself!

Du Shaofeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Han Zhenfeng stood up again: "Please!"

Wang Lei grinned: "President Han, I think after today, the Wushu Association will have no place to stand in United University!"

Han Zhenfeng hummed: "It's just arrogant!"

Wang Lei smiled and didn't refute, just waved his hand and said, "Come on?"

Contemptuous gesture!

However, Han Zhenfeng did not get angry, but tentatively fought, and then looked for a loophole. Now, he must kill with one blow to make up for the disadvantage of severe physical exhaustion.

However, in the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Wang Lei, who had fought against Han Zhenfeng several times before, and finally ended in failure, suddenly became powerful. His two legs were like two giant dragons.

Logically speaking, this kind of quick confrontation should be just right for Han Zhenfeng. However, when Han Zhenfeng and Wang Lei confronted each other head-on, they couldn't touch the latter and kept being beaten back!

Whoohoo!

Wang Lei split his legs three times in a row like lightning, Han Zhenfeng dodged the first two legs in a row, but when he reached the third leg, he couldn't dodge, he could only resist.

boom!

Wang Lei's leg smashed onto Han Zhenfeng's raised hands. Han Zhenfeng, who was already physically exhausted, had his hands dislocated!

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