"This kid is really brave. He doesn't look like a rich man in his clothes. He dares to compete with the young master of the Wang family." The male student just now continued.

"I guess I haven't seen anything in the world. I don't know what happened to this family. It's not as simple as having money." His roommate sighed.

"I really hope to see him knock Mr. Wang down. Although I can't get the School Beauty in Xia, I'll be happy to think about it."

"It's not that you beat Mr. Wang down, it's like you're excited. Besides, Mr. Wang is a third-tier black belt. Not to mention Mr. Wang, he can't beat Mr. Zheng Yong. It's good to be able to go out by himself today." The roommate said disdainfully.

......

The students below were all talking about this ignorant boy, some sympathy, some waiting to watch the show, some looking forward to miracles, and some seeing the scenes of the young masters of the rich second-generation family being beaten.

"I'll beat this big guy down, and then fight with you." Su Weifeng had already walked into the ring and looked at Wang Zhengtai calmly.

"You think about how to survive from Zheng Yong first." Wang Zhengtai sneered. He could not force Xia Bing to be with him, but he could prevent other men from being with Xia Bing. Since this man dared to go against him, he would have to pay the price. He had already ordered Zheng Yong to break a leg of 100,000 US dollars.

This is not a small number for ordinary people. Of course, Zheng Yong agreed happily. He didn't expect that this person was so valuable. If he kicked a few ribs, wouldn't it be more valuable? The number of ribs would be even more valuable.

However, if Su Weifeng knew that he was worth the money, he would be speechless. Whether it was his value or the price of the mercenary world rewarded him, it was incomparable to the offer of Wang Zhengtai. It was not even a fraction of it, and it could be ignored directly.

"Boy, your opponent is me. Let me break your legs now." Zheng Yong squeezed his fists and smiled gloomyly.

Wang Zhengtai retreated aside and waited to see how Su Weifeng was so abused that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Be careful." Xia Bing shouted nervously, very worried.

Shen Zhou's face was gloomy and gradually smiled. This boy made him lose face in front of his friends and girlfriends. He had no chance to take revenge. If he could see Mr. Wang and others crippling this boy today, his anger would be out and he would be proud in front of his friends. At least let others know that the boy is also an ordinary person, and even if he can fight, it would be useless. When he meets his family's children, he can only kneel down.

Xiaoqing's heart moved and suddenly remembered the level of warriors that grandfather mentioned. The internal martial artists are higher than those with external power. Zheng Yong is obviously the external martial artists mentioned by grandfather. Grandfather said not to look at those external martial artists who are big, that is, human sandbags. The internal martial artists can easily defeat him.

According to grandpa, Su Weifeng's internal strength is already very strong. Can he defeat Zheng Yong? She originally believed her grandpa, but when she saw the two opponents with such a huge figure gap on the field, she couldn't help but wonder.

"Boy, are you ready?" Zheng Yong moved his muscles and then put on a Taekwondo posture.

"Come on." Su Weifeng hooked his finger casually.

Zheng Yong had a cruel smile on his face, his right leg was swung horizontally, and the girl's thick waist thighs drove the bulging muscles. With the sound of breaking the wind, he was like Su Weifeng's head swept away. If this kick hits, ordinary people might have to fall into a coma on the spot, and concussions are inevitable.

The audience in the first row seemed to be able to hear the storm brought out by Zheng Yong's leg. This power and speed were completely incomparable to those girls' competitions just now. Even international competitions on TV were like this, and the students all felt the strength of this leg.

Xia Bing: "..." It's over. Zheng Yong is too strong. He is even more powerful than the last time he saw him playing. This is not a game. This is a killing person. Su Weifeng must not be able to hide. Hurry up and hide, why are you still standing? Hurry up and hide. Xia Bing was so anxious that he couldn't do it anymore, but his thoughts quickly rotated.

Xiaoqing: "..." How does the internal martial artist fight? Why doesn't he hide? Why doesn't he hide?

Shen Zhou: "..." OK, you're good at playing, kid makes you arrogant, arrogance comes at a price, go to death, Shen Zhou's face has a ferocious expression and a cruel smile.

The audience in the audience held their breath and waited for Su Weifeng to fall under this kick.

Zheng Yong was also very satisfied with his kick. It was his full-strength blow, so he didn't believe that this kid could avoid it. He had confidence that if he did, he would have a concussion even if he didn't faint.

Wang Zheng smiled cruelly, waiting to see Su Weifeng be shot in the head. He didn't plan to let Su Weifeng go without such a game. He would definitely be injured when he was beaten. He would go to the hospital if he was injured. He would send someone to the hospital to chase him. At that time, you can't stand up and want to protect yourself? He has to play to death. The more you think about it, the more proud you are.

But then the scene on the field made everyone open their mouths wide. Su Weifeng did not leave the place or retreat. He just stretched out a hand and gently placed it on his head, accurately slapped Zheng Yong's right foot. Su Weifeng seemed casual, but in fact his hands were filled with true energy, which was no less than steel. This was also the method of using true energy he learned after he came into contact with the internal martial artists of Mr. Han and others.

Zheng Yong's kick was easily shot by Su Weifeng. He endured the severe pain on his feet and felt like he was hit by a steel pipe, almost exhaling in pain.

Xia Bing: "..." Su Weifeng actually blocked it. He actually blocked Zheng Yong's full-strength attack. Xia Bing's face was full of shock, and at the same time she was ecstatic. She was ready to call the emergency number.

Xiaoqing: "..." It was indeed very strong, but I didn't see how he broke Zheng Yong's move. It was too casual even if he beat him.

Shen Zhou: "..."How is it possible? Zheng Yong, a waste, has grown so much meat in white. Is that guy a monster?

Wang Zhengtai: "..." He actually blocked it? Zheng Yong's kick would not fight him head-on. He had to avoid his edge first and then find an opportunity to fight back. How did he do it? Could it be that Zheng Yong let the water go? It shouldn't be that the price he gave was enough to make him moved. Wang Zhengtai's eyebrows frowned.

"It's blocked, it's really blocked." The boy with glasses just now said excitedly.

"It's still far from blocking one foot." The boy holding the basketball said disdainfully.

"Hmph, just prepare to eat basketball." The boy with glasses snorted coldly.

"Oh, I was thinking about how to eat it. Should I eat it raw or braised? Steam it is okay. Oh, but these two people don't give me a chance. Oh, it's a pity." The basketball boy said, twisting his body and looking at a look of not being able to suck.

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Su Weifeng smiled and stretched out his finger at Zheng Yong, provoking nakedly. Zheng Yong felt even more angry when he saw it. The kick he was determined to win just now made him feel embarrassed, so he could not stand such provocation.
Chapter completed!