The seller of the heavens

After Jiang Chen experienced the battle with Zhou Bao, he only felt hearty and extremely happy, as if every cell in his body was active. He looked at the students in the taekwondo department and said:

"Anyone else want to play?"

Many students were silent, no one answered, even the main general Zhou Bao lost, they all realized that no one in the taekwondo department was Jiang Chen's opponent, so they would not go on stage to seek humiliation.

Seeing that no one responded, Jiang Chen continued:

"I'm here to challenge your entire taekwondo division today, so all of you can do it together."

Zhou Bao's expression changed, he stared at Jiang Chen and asked:

"Do you want one person to fight against all members of our taekwondo department??"

Jiang Chen nodded:

"That's right."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience, and everyone was shocked by Jiang Chen's words.

Even Gui Wangda was a little surprised. The students in the taekwondo department present here had all practiced, and their skills were good. If they attacked together, it would be extremely difficult to deal with. There is no reason for the old saying that two fists can defeat four hands.

Zhou Bao's face was a little ugly, and he felt that Jiang Chen's words were too disrespectful to the Taekwondo department, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't you think you're too arrogant?"

Jiang Chen smiled, but didn't reply.

Seeing this, Zhou Bao looked at the kneeling students and shouted:

"Others have said so, can you bear it?"

A few students stood up abruptly:

"No matter how strong he is, he can't be defeated with two fists and four hands. Let's fight together."

"You don't even have the courage to do it, do you?"

"With so many of us, are we still afraid that he will fail alone?"

With the encouragement of several people, the remaining 30 students also stood up one after another.

Jiang Chen beckoned:

"Don't hesitate, do it."

Hearing this, these students rushed towards Jiang Chen.

The leading student shouted:

"I don't believe that you alone can defeat us."

"Well done."

Jiang Chen laughed, instead of retreating, he rushed into the crowd with a kick, and kicked the leading student flying out of the air.

But the next moment, Jiang Chen was surrounded, with fists and kicks coming from all directions, like a torrential rain, making it impossible to guard against.

Jiang Chen used the Twelve-Road Tan legs to the extreme, but he was unable to cope with such a dense attack. After being hit on the shoulder and back a few times, Jiang Chen began to use the lightness skill of floating on the water to dodge.

There is no environment more suitable for practicing lightness kung fu than this kind of environment.

Jiang Chen stomped on his feet continuously, constantly changing his body shape, moving back and forth in the crowd's attack, dashing from left to right, and kicking at the right moment from time to time.

With the strength of these students, basically no one can stop him.

Peng, Peng, Peng!

The sound of fists and kicks collided non-stop, accompanied by the muffled groans and screams of the students, and the stadium was in chaos.

Jiang Chen's floating light skill on water also improved rapidly during the melee.

At the beginning, he would be hit from time to time, but gradually, this kind of situation became less and less, and his response became more and more calm.

Later, Jiang Chen was able to actively control the distance from others by using lightness skills and legwork, trying to keep the number of people surrounding him to no more than three.

The scuffle lasted seven minutes before it ended.

By the time the battle was over, twenty Taekwondo students had already been lying down in the stadium, and the remaining dozen or so students completely lost their will to fight and retreated to a distance, not daring to fight Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen stood on the spot, his eyes swept across the stadium.

Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at him.

Jiang Chen let out a long breath, turned around and said to Ghost Wang Da:

"Let's go."

Ghost Wangda looked at Jiang Chen with a complicated expression. Even after watching Jiang Chen's agility in the melee, he couldn't help being amazed.

The two opened the door and walked out.

The crowded crowd outside the door suddenly parted a passage, and the students on both sides silently watched Jiang Chen's figure leave the corridor.

It wasn't until he walked out of the gate of the sports center that Ghost Wang Da said:

"You were too nonsense just now. You challenged more than 30 people by yourself. Did you get beaten?"

Jiang Chen raised his hands and looked, only to see that his hands were covered with bruises, and his body was in pain.

"It was indeed hit several times."

Having said that, Jiang Chen was in a good mood, because after the scuffle just now, he finally got started with floating lightly on water.

So he just smiled indifferently:

"It's just some skin trauma, it's not a big problem."

Gui Wangda shook his head helplessly, looking at Jiang Chen, he seemed to see his former self, who possessed extraordinary strength at a young age, so high-spirited and arrogant.

"Let's go, go to my place, I'll help you apply some medicine, hurry up."

Jiang Chen thanked:

"Then I will trouble you."

At the same time, a thought also rose in Jiang Chen's mind, it would undoubtedly be difficult for him to improve his current legwork, and perhaps he should practice the golden bell-covered iron shirt next.

He now has a foundation of internal strength, and his physical fitness has improved a bit after getting the Twelve Road Tan Legs. It should not be difficult to train the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt to the entry level.

With the golden bell cover and iron shirt body protection, his weakness in defense can be made up for.

The two returned to the room behind the canteen. Jiang Chen took off his clothes, revealing a body covered in bruises and scars.

Ghost Wangda took out several beauty photo albums and handed them to Jiang Chen, saying:

"There may be some pain when applying the medicine, you can use this to anesthetize it."

Jiang Chen didn't dislike it either, and took over the photo album and began to look through it.

Ghost Wangda took out the ointment and began to help Jiang Chen apply it, saying with some emotion in his mouth:

"I didn't expect that you beat Zhou Bao this time with just twelve Tan legs."

Jiang Chen replied while looking at the photo album:

"In terms of experience, he is indeed richer than me, but his best kick is much worse than mine, which can be regarded as restrained by me. He can't show his due strength in front of me, so I can easily win."

Ghost King Da nodded, then asked:

"Next, which department do you plan to challenge?"

Jiang Chen thought for a while and said:

"Western boxing department."

Ghost Wangda suddenly thought of a question and couldn't help saying:

"The strength you showed today is not weak, and the next one fighting 30 people is even more frightening. I don't know if the people in the western boxing department will take up the challenge."

Jiang Chen was taken aback, it would be a bit difficult for him if people from other departments avoid fighting instead of fighting.

Just as he was about to speak, the door on the side was opened.

Ali walked in, saw Jiang Chen's upper body was naked, and Gui Wangda stretched out his hand to touch his back, and couldn't help asking with a look of astonishment:

"What are you doing?"

Ghost Wang Da said angrily:

"What else can you do, apply medicine."

Ali smiled awkwardly, knowing that she had misunderstood, she quickly changed the subject, and said to Jiang Chen:

"I didn't expect you to be so good that you defeated the entire taekwondo department by yourself. Why do I feel that you are better than the black bear? What kind of boxing do you practice? Who is your master? I also want to worship him as a teacher."

Before Jiang Chen could open his mouth, the Ghost King Da on the side said enthusiastically:

"Actually, what Jiang Chen practiced was the trump card kick of the ancient Chinese boxing department: Twelve-way Tan kick. If you want to learn it, just follow me. Seeing how beautiful you are, I can give you a 20% discount, as long as 998, the trump card leg can't take it home."

Ali gave Gui Wangda a blank look, and didn't believe his nonsense at all:

"I don't want to learn from you, I just want to learn from Jiang Chen's master."