Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly harsh in the box, and it fell into everyone's ears clearly.
At the next moment, everyone turned around and looked at the source of the sound, but they found the person who was talking--
It is Ye Fan!
Before Ling Ao said anything, Lu Minghui couldn't help it.
Zhao Linger's attitude towards Ye Fan had already made him jealous, and now the new hatred and the old hatred were added together, completely detonating!
Lu Minghui put his hands on his chest, his eyes half-closed, full of shadows, Yin and Yang said strangely:
"Huh...boy, what are you, you dare to say so arrogantly, saying that my cousin's kung fu is to embroider his legs! It's ridiculous, you don't weigh how many catties you have!"
With Lu Minghui taking the lead, the others were not too big to watch the excitement, and they all criticized Ye Fan:
"Brother Minghui is right! Ling Shao's technique of rounding kicks, if he kicks a person, it will fracture in some cases or die in severe cases! Such moves are called fist and embroidered legs. I am afraid that there is no real kung fu in this world!"
"Cut! In my opinion, this kid is here today to show the lower limit of sensationalism! Look at his shabby cock, his clothes add up to less than 200, and he looks like a starving ghost when he eats! If not for the spirit! For your face, what right does he have to sit here?"
"Yes! Just kick him out, a like this is not worthy to sit here with us!"
"Get out! Get out!"
...
"Noisy!"
In the face of this downside public opinion, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, but he was not irritated by it, but seemed to be harassed by a group of annoying flies.
Immediately afterwards, he got up from the chair, his waist straightened, like a spear that pierced the sky, his sharp eyes cut out like a sharp blade, sweeping the cheeks of everyone present, and said lightly:
"Xia Chong can't talk about ice, and well frogs can't talk about the sea! In my opinion, you are just a bunch of short-sighted and shallowly knowledgeable guys! That kind of flashy flowery, you have to hold stinky feet, it is ridiculous! Ridiculous!"
"boom!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a blockbuster dropped into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves.
For a while, everyone in the court changed their faces and was dumbfounded. Their mouths opened into an "O" shape, enough to swallow their fists.
They looked at Ye Fan with disbelief, they couldn't believe their ears.
Earlier, Ye Fan called Ling Ao's kung fu "fun and embroidered legs", and at best he only offended Ling Ao!
And now, his remarks simply cursed everyone in the court!
No mercy!
These young people have extraordinary backgrounds, high self-esteem, and arrogant. Where can they be humiliated?
What's more, Ye Fan's appearance is not good, and from the looks of his dress, he is just a "cock"!
Being despised by a diaosi, and almost igniting the anger in everyone's hearts, Lu Minghui was even more so angry that his hair rooted up, his forehead bounced, and his eyes bloomed fiercely, wishing Ye Fan a thousand swords.
But they didn't know that Ye Fan just told the truth.
At the beginning, after learning that Ling Ao was a black belt, he still had some expectations in his heart.
But after seeing Ling Ao's revolving kick, Ye Fan was completely disappointed.
As the so-called hands are two doors, hitting people with their legs!
In martial arts, the hand is like a door, as long as you open, then the opponent will enter, the key to the person is on the midline, as long as the opponent enters, then you are no different from losing.
Therefore, as a gateway, the hand plays the role of pre-attack preparation and defense, such as grasping, gripping, pushing, tearing, wiping, supporting... all hands are "the first in command."
And "beating people with their legs" is because the power of the feet is far greater than the power of the hands, and they are highly aggressive.
Although Taekwondo is named "boxing", the real ultimate move is still the kung fu on the legs. According to statistics, in the Taekwondo technique, the leg technique accounts for about 70% of the total technique system.
Therefore, Taekwondo kicks far surpasses boxing attacks in terms of attack range and attack power. Boxing moves generally focus on defense and block.
The top powerhouse, let alone kicking through the plank, even if the mountain breaks the stone, it is a breeze!
And Ling Ao’s 360-degree roundabout kick just now seemed extraordinary and dazzling, but it didn’t have any practical use, it was just a fancy.
Not to mention becoming Ye Fan's opponent, I am afraid that even China's martial arts ninth rank powerhouse can easily defeat him!
...
At this moment, seeing Ye Fan bowed his head in silence, everyone thought he was scared, so he became more vigorous and scolded:
"Hmph...you can eat rice, but you can't talk nonsense! Not only do you look down on Ling Shao, you also look down on us all! If you don't give us a satisfactory explanation for this matter today, don't want to leave!"
"That's right! This kid is so arrogant, he really thinks he is some awesome character, let's teach him to be a man today!"
"Boy, hurry up on your knees and apologize to Ling Shao!"
"Kneel down!"
Hearing the roar of the crowd, Zhao Ling'er beside Ye Fan trembled in his heart. A layer of delicate sweat appeared on the tip of his nose and forehead, and his eyes were full of worry.
She never expected that things would turn into such a situation.
However, Ye Fan is the person she brought after all, and the key figure in treating her cousin's condition!
In any case, she couldn't let Ye Fan suffer here.
At this thought, Zhao Ling'er's eyes drenched, and she moved her lotus steps lightly, and walked to the crowd and said:
"Dear students, Ye Fan is my friend. He was guilty of what he said just now. Please forgive me! Or... I will apologize to you on his behalf!"
As soon as this remark came out, the hearts of everyone around him set off a huge wave, and they were beyond surprise.
They couldn't imagine that Zhao Ling'er, who had always been arrogant, was willing to apologize to everyone for Ye Fan.
But her actions to defend Ye Fan even more stimulated the jealousy of many boys.
"No way!"
Lu Minghui has a hideous face, his eyes are about to split, and he aggressively said: "Ling'er, one size fits one size! How can this kid, He De, let you apologize for him? What's more, look at his appearance, there is no slight apology meaning?"
"a ha ha ha……"
At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have heard some big joke, laughed unscrupulously, and then said: "My Ye Fan's apology is not so cheap! What's more, what did I say wrong? That flashy fist embroidered, Where is my apology worthy?"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Linger's face turned pale.
She didn't expect Ye Fan to be so stubborn, even a little stubborn, and in a few words, she would offend everyone in the court.
For a while, she regretted bringing Ye Fan to this class reunion.
More importantly, Zhao Linger knows Lu Minghui's character, and she must report it.
If Ye Fan didn't apologize, he might really be carried out of this gate sideways today.
...
"enough!"
At this moment, Ling Ao, who had been silent before, suddenly let out a violent shout.
Everyone's eyes are all focused on him.
"Step! Step! Step!"
Under the attention of everyone, Ling Ao walked to Ye Fan's.
"boom!"
A solid killing intent, centered on his body, diffused in all directions, and the temperature in the box seemed to drop to freezing in an instant.
His gaze is even more terrifying, like a divine sword out of its sheath, making people have an illusion like a knife cutting.
In the midair, there seemed to be invisible electric flowers flickering.
If it is a weak-minded person, at this moment, I am afraid it will be frightened directly.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Ao looked at Ye Fan and said condescendingly:
"Boy, since you said that my kungfu is fists and legs, then your kungfu must be even more extraordinary! It's better to show it now and let everyone open their eyes! Otherwise, you just insulted me for no reason, I must have you said it. If you do, pay the price!"
Feeling the aura of Ling Ao, Ye Fan was still calm and composed, his face was as usual, as if he didn't take him seriously.
"Kungfu, I will naturally! It's just—"
Ye Fan stretched out his tone, and suddenly the aura on his body rose steadily, giving people a feeling of looking up at the world and disregarding the crowd, and he said every word:
"My Kung Fu, I only kill people, not acting!"
