I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 362
Chuhe "challenged" directly.

He told Zhao Lan clearly: If you want to fight with me, I will beat you to death!
A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay. They were actually very smart. They guessed that Zhao Lan wanted to use taekwondo to clean up Chuhe, but they didn't expect Chuhe to be so direct and shameless.

But the question is, can Chu He really know Jeet Kune Do?Bruce Lee's kung fu is not easy to practice, and Chu He doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner.

"Chuhe, what nonsense are you talking about?" Liu Zhiqing frowned, she didn't want Chuhe to fight Zhao Lan.

What do current and ex-partners mean about intentions?
Su Muyan originally wanted to cheer excitedly, but thinking that her brother doesn't seem to know martial arts, it's not okay to pretend like this.

"Brother, we have no plan to go to the Taekwondo gym. We play golf in the afternoon and disco in the evening. We don't have time to fight." Su Muyan tactfully walked down the steps of Chuhe.

Li Hao also laughed: "Miss Zhao has been a black belt for a while since she was 15 years old, maybe she is even better now?"

The age of 15 is a watershed. Anyone who can get a black belt before the age of 15 is a master. This Zhao Lan is undoubtedly a master. Her legs are slender and strong, and she is very powerful. It is estimated that most people will suffer from pain for a long time.

"That was all ten years ago. I'm 25 years old now, and I have a fifth-dan black belt. I have completed Vajra, Taibai, Pingyuan, and Shijin Pinshi abroad. It's okay." In the pocket, heroic.

"Wow, then if you practice again, won't you be able to get a ninth-dan black belt? Can you kill a cow with one punch?" Su Muyan asked curiously. She knew nothing about martial arts. Now she has become popular in 3 minutes and wants to learn martial arts.

"Taekwondo is not the same as the martial arts you imagine. I am better than ordinary people, but it is impossible for one to hit ten, and it is even more impossible to kill a cow. Moreover, the seventh to ninth paragraphs of Taekwondo only have high academic attainments and Only those who have made great contributions to Taekwondo can be awarded, and that has nothing to do with technology, so don't deify martial arts." Zhao Lan is very enthusiastic about Taekwondo, and he explained it clearly.

Su Muyan said loudly: "Well, it seems that the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon is hopeless."

The atmosphere became lively and less awkward.

Chu He thought that Zhao Lan would let her go, but unexpectedly she changed the subject and said: "Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do is very powerful, I really want to see it, Chu He, are you bragging?"

The atmosphere suddenly became stiff again, and Zhao Lan still wanted to clean up Chuhe.

Chuhe hummed in his heart, this is your own death.

"If I meet you, I think it will be easy to win." Chuhe also wanted to clean up Zhao Lan, and refused to give up an inch.

Now the atmosphere was no longer stiff, it was directly torn apart, no one gave anyone face.

Liu Zhiqing wanted to persuade her, but Zhao Lan had already lost her temper: "Okay, let's go to Yiru Taekwondo Gym now, do you dare?"

"Why don't you dare?" Chuhe snapped his fingers, "I just admire a fierce girl like you, who is so anxious to be beaten that it's like being reincarnated."

Zhao Lan's face turned dark, and she walked out of the golf course without saying a word.

Everyone looked at each other and followed, there was a good show to watch.

Li Hao, this gentle and handsome guy, has come to have a bad taste, how interesting it is to fight between men and women.

The group stopped playing golf and drove to Yiru Taekwondo Gym in the city.

This taekwondo gym is the most famous gym in Jiangcheng. The curator is a Chinese-Korean mixed race. He is in his 40s this year and has a sixth-degree black belt. He is a proper master.

The curator also knew Zhao Lan, and when he saw Zhao Lan coming, he immediately ran over and shouted excitedly, "Lan Lan, is it you? You have returned from studying abroad!"

The curator is muscular, 1.8 meters tall, and has a cut head. He looks mighty and domineering, and can kill a Sumu pig with one punch.

Zhao Lan was also very excited. She hadn't seen the curator for several years.

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Lan explained her purpose and pointed to Chuhe.

The curator immediately stared at Chuhe with doubts on his face, as if to say that this thin man can fight?

But he didn't say much, and directly arranged for a sparring.

In the center of the gymnasium, the smooth wooden floor was spotless, and people could sit on both sides, while Chu He and Zhao Lan, who had changed their clothes, stood in the center, looking at each other.

At the moment, there are many people in the Taekwondo hall, most of them are students, who were sent by their parents to learn Taekwondo, and of course there are also adults, who came to watch curiously.

Liu Zhiqing and the others sat together and stared at the two people in the field.

Su Muyan cheered for Chuhe: "Brother, if you can't beat him, surrender, so as not to be beaten to death."

This remark caused a burst of laughter.

Chuhe rolled his dead fish eyes, can you really talk?

He twisted his shoulders and started warm-up exercises, while Zhao Lan, who was opposite, stepped forward and squeezed his fist: "Come on!"

An extremely standard Taekwondo fighting posture, so that one kick can easily smash the board, which is not easy to look at.

Chu He sniffed, and also put on a fighting pose. He is Jeet Kune Do. Jeet Kune Do pays more attention to close combat and explosion, and has greater lethality. It is much more powerful than Taekwondo, which is more intensive in performance.

Of course, Chu He has never performed Jeet Kune Do, he is equivalent to driving a duck to the shelf.

"Come on." Chu He hooked his fingers, looking a little frivolous.

Zhao Lan's face immediately turned cold, and he quickly approached with a kick.

Her legs are long and straight without any fat. They belong to the kind of beautiful athletic legs with amazing explosive power.

Chuhe hid for a while, kicked Zhao Lan's ass with his own kick.

Zhao Lan screamed and almost rolled on the ground.

Everyone was shocked, and the curator was also taken aback. What kind of move is this?
In fact, Chuhe didn't know, he felt that he was very fast, very fast and powerful, and he just kicked Zhao Lan when he saw his flaws.

Martial arts are generally like this. Speed ​​and strength are too important. Zhao Lan is not as good as Chuhe in these two things, and he uses taekwondo, which is extremely performative.

"You... you kicked randomly?" Zhao Lan rubbed her butt at the moment, startled and angry, she didn't expect to be kicked by Chuhe as soon as she came up, it was so rude!

"That's the way it is for fighting. Am I going to parry your legs stupidly?" Chu He jumped a few times, his muscles tensed. He is not easy to provoke.

Unconvinced, Zhao Lan stepped forward to kick the Chu River again.

Taekwondo majors in legs, and Zhao Lan learns it well.

However, Chuhe didn't follow the routine. He hugged Zhao Lan's leg this time, and then pushed forward like an old man smashing a car, pushing Zhao Lan somersault.

Zhao Lan was really a dog eating shit, and almost knocked out his teeth.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this...

"Chuhe, I'll kill you!" Zhao Lan was furious. She couldn't stand the humiliation, so she rushed forward again, kicking towards Chuhe.

Chuhe was not polite, he kicked back when he saw the right moment, and kicked Zhao Lan's ass again.

Zhao Lan staggered and fell to the ground again.

The taekwondo hall was completely silent, and the spectators were dumbfounded. Isn't Chuhe too bum?
But he is facing a fifth-degree black belt, how can he win if he is just a bum?
He played Zhao Lan easily.

Zhao Lan stood up clutching her buttocks, her eyes were red. She had been learning Taekwondo for more than ten years, and this was the first time she was so humiliated.

"You're cheating!" Zhao Lan roared, his throat smoldering with anger.

Chuhe strode over and took the initiative to attack.Zhao Lan hurriedly raised his legs to retreat from the enemy, but somehow Chu He grabbed his arm and fell directly over his shoulder, causing his saliva to spurt out.

If Chuhe didn't protect the back of her head with his palm, she would have a concussion.

Many spectators stood up, the curator hurried over to rescue him, Liu Zhiqing and others also came over to check if Zhao Lan was injured.

Chuhe let go of Zhao Lan, clapped his hands and called it a day.

Zhao Lan lay on the ground without moving, tears streaming down her face, it was so fucking humiliating!

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