Chapter 83: Yaojiaquan and Wingchunquan

"President, sorry."
The boxing department lost the youth of the game and was helped to return to the team by one person, apologizing to Wang Hu guilty.
"It's okay, don't blame you, the opponent's moves are too bad." Wang Hu waved his hand and said angrily.
The Boxing Department is not all simple-minded people with well-developed limbs, but also smart people.
A young man thought of a solution and said to Wang Hu with burning eyes: "President, let me go up, I can do it."
Wang Wanghu heard a glance at him, and said in earnest: "Really? If we lose this time, we will lose directly."
"President rest assured, as long as it is not An Zhengzhe playing, I can win." The youth nodded solemnly.
"Well, you can go now!" Wang Hu nodded and agreed.
Everyone from other boxing clubs cheered.
"Look at me!"
There was a strange smile on the young man's face, and he appeared confidently.
The people around the 24th already thought that the boxing club might lose. After all, the boxing club in the last round was completely out of favor and there was no way to attack the opponent.
However, this game let everyone fall below their glasses.
I saw that when the boxing youth kicked his opponent's knee again, he bent down and hugged that leg, and then pressed the opponent against the lawn with his strong body, raising his fist was a fat meal.
The Taekwondo member held his head decisively and conceded. The youth of the boxing department pretended not to hear the same thing. Until Teacher Zheng, who was the referee, returned to God and announced the result of the match, the young man Shi Shiran got up and faced everyone around him. A thick smile appeared.
Everyone is dumbfounded.
"This big man is definitely a black belly," Chanmanman said affirmatively.
"Haha ... terrible, it seems that the boxing department is not all muscle idiots." Pan Xiaojie smiled happily.
"This game has no rules at all. Compared with the boxing team, the strong body of these people is the advantage." Su Chen also said with a smile.
The students who ate melon and watched the show were also shocked by the seemingly mean, but the young black boxing department youths were shocked and talked cheerfully.
Everyone in the boxing department was cheering and clamoring, and they all stepped forward to give a celebratory bear hug to the young people who came back with the pace of six relatives.
The two sides tied with one victory and one defeat, and of course it was the turn of the two presidents to make their debut.
"I didn't think I needed to play." An Zhengzhe looked at the opposite Wang Hu and said with a slight smile.
"It's up to you to focus on the way to set the plate. It is indeed a mallet, and the moves are really bad." Wang Hu grinned.
Luan Zhengzhe looked slightly dispirited: "There are no rules in this game. We use Taekwondo's advantages to target your boxing disadvantages. What's the harm? Speaking of your boxing club, this kind of child fight is shameless!
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, hurry up and let me slap you for a meal." Wang Hu hooked with fists, a playful smile on his face.
"Hum, see who's who!"
Luan Zhengzhe gave a cold drink and stepped forward, a very chic horizontal kick toward Wang Hu's chest.
Wang Wanghu learned the methods of the members of the community, arms straight towards the kicked legs.
"It's ridiculous!" An Zhengzhe wiped a disdain in his eyes, withdrew his legs like lightning, and then took the other leg as a fulcrum, his body twirled around violently, and a whirlwind leg kicked Wang Wang's belly.
King Wang Hu snorted, stepped back while covering his colic stomach, and looked diligently at An Zhengzhe.
In the team of the Wushu Research Association, Su Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. Although this An Zhengzhe looked unpleasant, it was really something.
The crowd of people who watched the crowd all exclaimed, many girls' eyes were lit up.
Regardless of the lethality, An Zhengzhe's two feet are still very ornamental, and they have a visual impact.
"President Niu 掰 ..."
Taekwondo clubs cheered as if they had beaten chicken blood.
"Tiger, stay strong!"
"Tiger, hold him for a hammer!"
When everyone in the boxing club saw this, they did not want to be outdone. One by one, the five big and three thick guys snarled around their necks.
怎么 "How? I thought the same moves worked for me?" An Zhengzhe looked at Wang Hu with a playful look.
"Grandma, didn't you just get kicked by you? It's too light. It's like tickling. Didn't you eat in the morning? Come here and kick your grandpa." Wang Hu scorned and patted him. Pat the ash on the clothes.
"Mouth hard!"
As soon as Zheng Anzheng's eyes were cold, he rushed forward, his body vacated, and a powerful back spin kicked Wang Wang.
Wang Wanghu's subconscious arms crossed to block, and the entire burly body was actually flew out of the body, hitting two rolls on the lawn.
He didn't wait for Wang Hu to get up, An Zhengzhe stepped forward to continue his pursuit, his long legs were like a phantom, and he stunned against Wang Hu.
Wang Wanghu clasped his head with both hands and gritted his teeth.
"Asshole, stop ..."
The crowd at the boxing club yelled.
Many of the girls who watched the crowd also showed an unbearable look.
The two teachers who acted as referees looked at each other and stopped at the same time: "Enough, stop."
Zhe An Zhengzhe stopped, heard a dismissive glance at Wang Hu, and turned towards the team of Taekwondo.
Then, the power to judge winning or losing lies in the hands of the students who are watching.
Although he felt that An Zhengzhe was a bit heavy, Wang Hu didn't shout to admit defeat, and most of the students did not decide the winner by emotion.
After all, An Zhengzhe obviously had the upper hand. The winner was naturally awarded to the Taekwondo Club ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wang Huxuan stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked back to the boxing club.
"Tiger, all right!"
"That is, don't care, I don't believe that can win Su Chen."
"Our boxing was not suitable for this duel."
"..."
Members of the Nuo Society spoke to comfort Wang Hu.
"Although An Zhengzhe is a bit of a bastard, he is really strong." Guo Lei said in a deep voice.
Everyone at the Wushu Research Club heard nods in favor.
Liu Qing and Yao Wu are also a little serious. Under the guidance of Su Chen, their strength has improved tremendously in the past two days, but after seeing An Zhengzhe ’s aggressive offensive just now, they would not dare to say absolute if they faced. Be sure to win.
"Don't think about it, win the karate club first." Su Chen said with a smile.
Everyone heard Su Chen's voice and saw a calm smile on his face, as if he had taken a calming pill.
Yeah, even if An Zhengzhe is stronger, can there be Su Chenqiang?
Even if An Zhengzhe deliberately did not match Su Chen, and won Yao Wu or Liu Qing, that was a tie. In the end, they won even more.
Soon, the competition between the Chinese Martial Arts Research Association and karate began, and Yao Wu, who could not wait, took the lead.
The one-handed Yao Jiaquan shocked the crowd and easily won the first game.
Then Liu Qing played against the other president, Wu Hui. Although Wu Hui was good, Liu Qing's first Wing Chun boxing started from elementary school, and after Su Chen's instructions, the flaws had disappeared. He had already won the essence of Wing Chun boxing.
After two or three points between you and me, Liu Qing pinpointed each other's flaws. Wu Hui's chest was punched in a boxing boxing with a strong punch, which made Wu Hui fall to the ground and yelled.