Chapter 325: A soldier who has fallen without a fight!

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The scale of this taekwondo gym is very large.
In the city center of Huahai, which is rich in land, it occupies thousands of square meters.
As soon as you step into it, it is a very professional venue with a professional suspended floor to ensure that the shock absorption will not harm the practitioner.
There are some foot targets, sandbags, wooden stakes, fitness equipment, etc., and some decorations that highlight the ancient charm of oriental culture, which look antique.
Although it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, the Taekwondo Gym was still very lively, with hundreds of people practicing under the leadership of the coach.
The age range of the trainees is very wide, ranging from children in seven or eight years to middle-aged people in their forties and fifty.
Most people wear a uniform dress, the only difference is the color of the belt, mostly the white belt and yellow belt for beginners.
The coach wears a red and black belt around his waist, proving that he has completed all the courses of taekwondo and has transitioned from a red belt to a black belt.
There are very few coaches who can really wear black belts in the gym.
Ling Ao obviously has a high popularity and prestige in this gym.
When the coaches saw him, they bowed respectfully and said hello:
"Hello Brother Ling!"
"Big brother is here! Whoops... and brought so many friends!"
"Brother Ling, let's demonstrate to everyone later!"
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Some coaches in their thirties, even though they are far older than Ling Ao, still call him "brother" without hesitation.
From the babbling of everyone, Ye Fan generally understood that the master of this gym is a master of Taekwondo from Korea, called Park Hyun-jin, with a black belt of seven-stage strength.
The 7th-dan black belt can already be regarded as the top powerhouse and is known as the "Teacher". The more advanced 8th and 9th Dan are often awarded to people who have made significant contributions to Taekwondo.
Therefore, in terms of the ability to fight alone, the 7th dan is no less than the 8th and 9th dan!
Ling Ao, who studied under Park Hyunzhen, is the strongest among his disciples and is called "big brother" by others!
And the trainees and coaches in the gymnasium, when they learned that Ling Ao was about to compete with others, couldn't help getting excited, and came to join in the fun, wanting to see the battle!
About a few minutes later, Ling Ao, who changed into a white taekwondo uniform, returned to the court. The black belt around his waist revealed his extraordinary strength.
Looking into the distance, he was full of energy, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, his tall and slender body was like a goshawk in the night, and his sharp and angular face gave a feeling of heroism!
The surrounding students looked at him with peach-hearted eyes and red and hot cheeks.
On the other hand, Ye Fan, who was confronting him, stood loosely, with flaws all over his body, without the breath of a strong man!
In terms of momentum alone, it loses.
At this time, countless eyes fell on the two of them, and the onlookers next to them gave up a large area for them.
Ling Ao took the lead in giving a samurai salute to Ye Fan, and said: "You have no eyes on your fists and feet. If you are worried about injury, you can go and defend with protective gear first!"
Ye Fan didn't say a word. Instead, he stretched out his right index finger and hooked it towards Ling Ao. The meaning of the words seemed to say, "Bring the horse here as soon as possible!"
Seeing this slightly provocative action, everyone around was angry and couldn't help booing and booing.
"Young Master Ling, don't be merciful, give this kid a lesson!"
"Huh...what's the origin of this kid? Dare to provoke Senior Brother Ling in our gym, isn't this looking for death?"
"Big brother shot, I am afraid it will not take long before he can be beaten to the ground!"
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Hearing these cheering and cheering noises, Ling Ao's face didn't change in any way, and Yuan Yu Yue stood up like a mountain.
When he changed into a Taekwondo suit, he had adjusted his mentality and entered a state of "Heart Is Still Water", and would not be affected by foreign objects.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes drenched, his eyes were like electricity, and he stared straight at Ye Fan, his muscles tightened, like a sharp arrow ready to go, ready to leave the string at any time.
"Huh!"
Suddenly, Ling Ao issued a loud and violent shout, and then rushed towards Ye Fan if he was thunder.
When he was still five meters away from Ye Fan, his left foot slammed on the ground, and he rose into the sky with the help of the counter shock.
The upper body's spine was straight and motionless, but his right leg was like a leather whip, kicking it cleanly from the side, and threw it towards Ye Fan's front door.
"Snapped!"
The sound of the sonic boom in the air is deafening, which shows the power of this move.
Even if it is seven or eight wooden boards, I am afraid it will be kicked through instantly!
A certain distance away, anyone who besieged from a distance can feel the horror. If the secret path is kicked, he will fracture on the spot in all likelihood!
But at this critical juncture, Ye Fan still stood in place, motionless, and didn't mean to dodge at all.
Seeing this scene, Lu Minghui and others shook their fists fiercely and applauded in their hearts, as if they had seen Ye Fan's embarrassed appearance being kicked!
Ling Ao in mid-air thought that Ye Fan was frightened and stupefied, but instead took a bit of strength for fear of kicking him seriously.
This little action at least proved that Ling Ao was not a bully and won Ye Fan's favor.
In the next moment, when Ling Ao's side kick was about to hit Ye Fan's cheek, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.
Finally, he moved!
He slipped under his feet, stepped on a mysterious footwork, and took a step to the side, like a loach, which can be avoided by this side kick.
When everyone around saw it, they all secretly said a pity in their hearts, and sighed Ye Fan's luck.
As long as Ling Ao's speed is faster, he can hit Ye Fan!
But in most eyes, Ye Fan's good luck will soon come to an end.
He can dodge the first move, and absolutely can't dodge the second move.
On the other side, Ling Ao frowned and seemed to notice something wrong.
Immediately afterwards, he deceived him again, and kicked Ye Fan's lower abdomen with a vigorous kick.
This time, he did not leave his hands to regain his strength, and his legs were as fast as thunder, leaving an afterimage in the air.
Under such a terrifying blow, let alone a mortal body, even a steel plate will definitely be kicked out of a hole!
However, Ye Fan still repeated the same tricks, stepping on the mysterious steps under his feet, and retreating to the side, once again capable of avoiding Ling Ao's attack, still an understatement, effortlessly.
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After failing twice in a row, the coaches of the taekwondo gym in the distance couldn't help showing a surprised look on their faces, obviously a little surprised.
They are very aware of Ling Ao's strength!
The fifth black belt is definitely the first person in the gymnasium under the owner Park Hyunjin!
Other coaches played against him, and they would lose if they didn't make ten moves.
And now, with Ling Ao's full blow, he didn't even touch the corner of Ye Fan's clothes. How could people not be surprised?
However, the unfavorable assignment did not make Ling Ao feel frustrated, but instead made him feel eager to try and meet his opponent.
Ye Fan in front of him brought him unprecedented pressure. He didn't dare to neglect any more and use his full strength!
For a moment, the mid-air was full of fist and leg shadows, Ling Ao's offensive was like a bone gangrene, and his moves attacked Ye Fan's vitals.
However, Ye Fan's weird physique always avoided Ling Ao's attack at the moment of his death.
The battle was endless, and without knowing it, seven or eight minutes had passed.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Ling Ao was panting heavily, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, his taekwondo suit had already been soaked, and the whole figure seemed to be fished out of a pan.
During the whole process, he launched at least hundreds of attacks, but from beginning to end, he never touched Ye Fan.
On the other hand, Ye Fan didn't show a single drop of sweat on his body, and kept his hands behind his back, as if he could do it easily.
Suddenly, a huge wave was set off in Ling Ao's heart, and he was beyond surprise.
As the so-called layman watch the excitement, the expert watch the doorway.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it seems that if Ling Ao's speed is so fast, he can hit Ye Fan.
But Ling Ao knew that the seemingly inferior line was like a huge gap between the sky and the earth, which could not be crossed at all.
There is a huge power gap between him and Ye Fan!
Suddenly, a word appeared in Ling Ao's mind--
A soldier who has fallen without a fight!
Ye Fan once said before that his kung fu "only kills, not perform"!
But now, Ye Fan hasn't made a single move. On the one hand, his subordinates are merciful and don't want to hurt himself. On the other hand, because of his strength, he can't raise Ye Fan's interest at all.
At this moment, Ling Ao felt unprecedented humiliation.
For the first time in more than 20 years, he was so despised.
He squeezed his fists, his hair stood up, the blood in his chest seemed to be burning, and he looked at Ye Fan and gritted his teeth:
"Take a move! Let me see how strong you are! Zhao Wendao, Xi can die! Even if you kill me, I will die without regret!"