Campus Extreme Madman

"Ximenyu, can you seriously listen to me to persuade me! Don't be so angry, read here tomorrow and don't go!"

"Teacher Qin, how come again, why do you think I won't win that Korean??, You are so distrustful of me, and I am very disappointed!"

Qin Bing chuckled, "It's not that I don't believe you, and you don't look at how old you are. You are just bloody, you know! Why do you want to compete with a Taekwondo master for this broken thing?"

Ximenyu looked at Qin Bing seriously and said, "Do you dare to bet with me?"

"Uh, what bet?"

"Since you think that the master of Taekwondo is so powerful, then I will bet with you, I bet to beat him within a minute, if I did not do it, I will lose!"

"Is it necessary to be so bored?" Qin Bing said silently.

"Teacher Qin, then you dare not bet, well, thirty seconds, if I don't beat him in thirty seconds, I will lose!"

Qin Bing smiled and said, "What do you want to gamble?"

Xi Menyu glanced at Teacher Qin Bing's **** lips and said, "Bet your first kiss!"

Qin Bing looked cold, "Ximenyu, don't be too presumptuous!"

"Okay, then changed, then you let me watch you bath!" Ximen Yu said again.

Qin Bing stared at Ximenyu, as if to eat him.

"Oh, Teacher Qin, this is just a bet, don't you think which Taekwondo master is strong?, since you are so confident in him, are you still afraid of me winning? If you dare not bet! Then I will reduce the time , Twenty seconds, if I beat him in twenty seconds, you let me watch you take a bath! As for what I lose, you say it yourself!"

Qin Bing was still staring at Ximen Yu.

"Okay, okay, ten seconds, if I don't win in ten seconds, I'll lose, so I dare!"

"Okay! I bet you!" Qin Bing was irritated by Ximen Yu.

"If you don't win within ten seconds, then, next month's monthly test, you must give me a total score of more than five hundred and fifty!"

"Your condition turned out to be this way, well, I promise you!"

Qin Bing said again: "If you lose and you didn't pass the 550th exam next month, then please leave my class immediately. Before the end of the third year, you are not allowed to chase Tang Xian'er. If you dare to agree, Just bet!"

Qin Bing took out a piece of paper, wrote the bet, signed his name first, and then pushed it to Ximen Yu: "Dare you sign it?"

"What dare not!" Ximen Yu signed immediately.

"Then look forward to your performance tomorrow!" Qin Bing snorted.

"Hey, Teacher Qin, I hope you speak!"

"You can't win!" Qin Bing hummed back to her room and closed the door.

Ximenyu secretly said: "Tomorrow we must fight! Ten seconds must be the flattering Taekwondo master!"

When Xi Menyu thought of the opportunity to watch Mr. Qin take a shower, he felt excited.

The next day, there was no class on Saturday. One morning, Ximenyu was studying at Mr. Qin’s house, and asked Mr. Qin if he didn’t understand. Teacher Qin coded himself in the room.

At eleven o'clock, Ximenyu and Teacher Qin Bing set off together and took a taxi to Beishan. When they reached the Confucius Temple at the top of Beishan, the classmates had almost arrived! .

Seeing that Ximen Yu and class teacher Qin were here, all the classmates gathered around.

Qin Bing asked: "Have you been here for a long time?"

Several of the students nodded, "Yeah, we'll be here at nine!"

Qin Bing called the squad leader, asked the squad leader to organize discipline, and let everyone pay attention to safety! .

Ximen Yu looked inside the Confucius Temple. At this time, a person inside heard the movements outside and just saw it. When Ximen Yu appeared, a few Koreans came out! .

The leading one is about forty, and it is hardcovered and burly. Song Zihao and his mentor are also behind that person. At the same time, there is another one, who sent the challenge book that day.

Song Zihao saw the head teacher came, thought about it, and stood in the ranks of the class! , But he does not mean to support Ximenyu in his heart.

"Hello, you are Ximenyu!" The middle-aged man walked to Ximenyu.

"Yes!" Ximen Yu answered.

"So, let's get started, I will wait for another dinner!" said the middle-aged man, his eyes full of disdain! .

Everyone stepped back a little. Ximen Yu was supported by his classmates and cheered for him. The Korean master brought only a personal disciple, Song Zihao and his brother. He did not attach importance to this challenge at all. This attitude despised Ximenyu very much.

"Ximenyu, come on!" Zhao Jian shouted.

"Ximenyu, come on!" After that, all the students in the class shouted! .

"Humph!" Yang, a South Korean Taekwondo master, was very disdainful.

Xi Menyu sat down with a stop gesture, and the students behind him calmed down.

The Korean master said: "Young people, don’t be too good to be tall. Seeing that you are under eighteen, if I try my best, I will be said to bully you. So, for a minute, if I don’t win you in a minute , Even if I lose!, I think it will be fair to you!"

Xi Menyu sneered and said, "Uncle, don't take yourself too seriously, not to hide from you, I intend to defeat you within ten seconds!"

The muscle in the face of the Korean man pumped a little, and he dared to say it within ten seconds.

"Speaking loudly! Then don't blame me for being merciless!" The Korean master immediately took the posture of making moves.

"Ximenyu, be careful!" Qin Bing shouted behind.

Ximenyu looked back at Teacher Qin and said, "Mister Qin, when I start calling, you will count! Ten seconds!"

The Korean master saw Ximenyu so inexplicably, and secretly said: Huaxia pig, wait for you and I see how arrogant you are.

"Uncle, can I start?" Ximenyu asked, looking at the Korean master.

"court death!"

"Jianjin legs!" The Korean master rushed towards Ximenyu.

"Start!" Ximen Yu shouted, Qin Bing helpless timing.

For ten seconds, Ximen Yu could not have any hesitation in shooting.

Ximenyu immediately entered the fourth-order state of potential lock, and the movement of the Korean master became slow in Ximenyu's eyes.

Now, the strength of Ximenyu's one punch is at least more than two hundred and fifty kilograms! .

"Hoo!" When the South Korean master was about to reach Ximenyu, he jumped up, and his heavy legs slashed toward Ximenyu from midair.

Xi Menyu escaped by mistake, his legs split to the ground, and the stones on the ground were split apart. It seems that this Korean master is indeed a bit strong. This foot has a strength of at least 150 kg. .

"Boom!" Ximen Yu also immediately punched the chest of the Korean master! In this punch, Ximenyu used at least two hundred kilograms of strength! And, the speed of punching is far from being able to dodge Korean masters.