Chapter 24: Defeat Ji Xingyu

In Taekwondo, the ranks are divided by the color of the belt, which are 'white, yellow, green, blue, red and black'. Among them, black belt is the highest and white belt is the lowest. Black belt is divided into nine levels. Those who are above the seventh level already have honorary titles, and those who are in the second level can open a school and teach apprentices.

White belt is the lowest level in Taekwondo, which means that the person knows nothing about Taekwondo and is worse than a novice.

"How can Ji Xingyu challenge a white belt?"

"That's right. He has a blue belt and a white belt. Isn't it easy to crush him?"

"Did that transfer student offend Ji Xingyu?"

Many people are baffled. Most of the students at Ivy League Middle School participated in Taekwondo summer training classes when they were in elementary and middle school, and they all had more or less ranks, although they did not reach the level of red belt or black belt. But there are still many green belts and yellow belts. A leucorrhea like Chen Fan is unique.

Even the junior students who were watching were very strange.

Only those who knew the inside story and had seen the scene at noon laughed happily. Compared to Chen Fan, who had only been here for half a month, they naturally supported Ji Xingyu more.

The coach frowned and said:

"Are you sure you want to challenge this white belt?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Fan and said:

"Since you are a white belt and he is a blue belt, and there is a huge gap between your two levels, you have the right to refuse."

Ji Xingyu looked at Chen Fan eagerly and said provocatively:

"Boy, weren't you very cool at noon? Why don't you dare to come up now?"

When Si Yingxia saw this, she frowned slightly. Just as she was about to stop him, Chang Wen who was beside him grabbed her.

"I don't know Taekwondo." Chen Fan shook his head.

"It's okay, I'll take over whatever you want to use." Ji Xingyu was full of confidence.

"Oh?" Chen Fan looked at him with a half-smile. "So, you must fight me?"

"What, are you scared?"

Ji Xingyu poked his chest with his finger and spoke word by word.

"If you're afraid, don't talk big and just stay quiet! This Ivy League Middle School is not someone from a small county like you who can make trouble."

Chen Fan snorted coldly and said, "What I'm afraid of is that you're not enough for me."

"I'm not enough for you?" Ji Xingyu almost suspected that he heard wrongly.

He turned around and said loudly to the people around him: "This kid said I wasn't enough for him. Do you think it's funny?"

As soon as Ji Xingyu said these words, everyone was in an uproar.

"He actually said that Ji Xingyu is not his opponent. He is too crazy."

"Ji Xingyu is the second best player in this class. Apart from Si Yingxia, who can say that he can definitely beat him?"

"Maybe he is a hidden martial arts master? Haha!"

Seeing that there was a good show, the people around him immediately listened and came over to watch.

Many people had some sympathy for Chen Fan before. After all, from the comparison of body shape. Ji Xingyu is a little over 1.9 meters tall, and Chen Fan is only a little over 1.7 meters tall. At first glance, he is on the weaker side. It was a blue belt versus a white belt, so everyone naturally sympathized with Chen Fan.

As a result, as soon as Chen Fan said these words, many people felt that he was a little ignorant.

Anyone who has practiced Taekwondo knows that ranking is not the truth. But there is a gap between a white belt and a blue belt, not to mention the huge difference in height and body shape between the two. Unless Chen Fan has practiced other kung fu and is very proficient in it, how can he be Ji Xingyu's opponent?

"Come on, let's see how brother can fix you." Ji Xingyu hooked his hand at Chen Fan and said provocatively.

He assumed a standard Taekwondo stance, and then launched two standard roundhouse side kicks in the air. When he lifted his feet, he was so furious that many girls turned pale with fright.

After he finished kicking, he looked at Chen Fan, hoping to let the boy know the gap between the two.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan snorted disdainfully:

"Flower fists and embroidered legs."

As soon as these words came out, not only Ji Xingyu's expression changed drastically, but also the expressions of Professor Wu and Si Yingxia next to him also darkened. In Taekwondo, it is said that people have "flowered fists and embroidered legs". The irony is not just Ji Xingyu, but also involves the entire Taekwondo.

The onlookers around him also completely lost sympathy for Chen Fan.

It is important for people to be self-aware. If you are too stubborn at this time, you will only make others look down on you.

"Come on, show him some color." Someone shouted angrily from the audience.

"Boy, you are looking for death."

Ji Xingyu shouted angrily and rushed forward.

His skills are indeed very sharp compared to ordinary people. Whether it is a flying kick or a side kick, it is simple and powerful. If kicked in the head, it can easily knock someone unconscious.

But in Chen Fan's eyes, not to mention Wei Ziqing, even A Biao under Zhou Tianhao was infinitely better than him.

Chen Fan put his hands behind his back and let him go through several side kicks and high leg raises.

Seeing that he had been dealing heavy blows, I couldn't help but grunted, raised my foot violently, and struck down like a giant axe.

Ji Xingyu was shocked and instinctively put his hands in front of him. As a result, he fell to his knees and was knocked to the ground by Chen Fan's kick.

Fortunately, there was a soft cushion on the floor, otherwise he would have had to lie on the hospital bed for half a year.

"Won?"

Everyone on the sidelines was shocked.

Jiang Tanqiu almost popped his eyes out.

He thought that Chen Fan was going to be violently raped by Ji Xingyu. In the end, Chen Fan knocked Ji Xingyu down with just one kick?

"Ji Xingyu is too weak, he can't even deal with that kid."

"It seems that this transfer student is not bragging. He really has a lot of skills."

People in the audience were talking a lot, and the way some people looked at Chen Fan had changed.

Everyone thought he was a tough talker, but even Ji Xingyu was defeated. It seems he still has some ability.

Chang Wen's face changed slightly.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan actually won, and won so easily.

"Ji Xingyu boasted about how strong he was in front of her before, but he couldn't even take a kick from others. How dare he say he is the second best in his class?" Chang Wen secretly resented.

Only Si Yingxia frowned.

He walked over and looked at Ji Xingyu. When he saw that there was nothing serious, he just fainted, then he turned to Chen Fan and glared at Chen Fan:

"We are all classmates, why are you doing such a heavy hand?"

"Let's not mention that he took the initiative to provoke me. What do you think would happen if I got hit by his previous kicks?" Chen Fan said calmly.

Si Yingxia was embarrassed.

If a normal person hits the head with a roundhouse kick, it will cause mild injury. Ji Xingyu is about 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms. If he hits the head with a full kick, it is very likely to cause a concussion.

Strictly speaking, Chen Fan was quite merciful.

But Ji Xingyu is his good friend after all, and the two join the school team together, this time to stand up for Chang Wen.

Thinking of this, Si Yingxia stood up and said:

"Since you have such strength, how about I challenge you?"

Chang Wen's expression suddenly changed, and she rushed over to stop him, but was interrupted by Si Yingxia's wave of her hand.

Chen Fan's previous kick was really amazing. Neither the speed nor the power could be achieved by an ordinary person. He must be an expert.

But Si Yingxia has confidence in herself.

He became obsessed with the sport after seeing a handsome Taekwondo master on TV for the first time since he was a child, and has been practicing hard for more than ten years now. Although he was still a red belt, it was just because he was too lazy to take the exam. In terms of real strength, even Coach Wu, the second-degree black belt next to him, is no match for him. The entire school, that is, the owner of the Taekwondo gym can only be slightly better than him.

"You still want to fight me?" Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

After seeing his kick, this Si Yingxia still dared to stand up. It seemed that his previous performance was not his true strength.

"You have to know that if we really fight, I won't be able to stop." Chen Fan said calmly.

"Hmph, you really think you can beat our family Ying Xia."

As soon as Chen Fan said this, someone below was dissatisfied, and a girl in the class snorted.

"Yes, I didn't see how powerful his kick just now was. It was just a little faster and a little stronger. Our Yingxia family is praised by even black belt masters." Another girl took it. Mouth.

At least half of the girls in the class are admirers of Si Yingxia. Chen Fan's words instantly stirred up a hornet's nest.

Chen Fan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this.

These girls don't know much about fighting and fighting, so they just watch the fun as a layman. They think that being strong and fast is nothing special. Little did he know that this was the 'true meaning' of fighting. I am much stronger and faster than you, so what tricks can I play with you? It's like an adult hitting a child. You can use all kinds of punches and martial arts. I'll knock you down with one punch.