Chapter 25 A stunning punch

Although Chen Fan had defeated Ji Xingyu neatly before. But everyone is still full of confidence in Si Yingxia. After all, the strength Si Yingxia has shown over the years has conquered countless people.

Even Chang Wen's worries were relieved.

"That's right. Ying Xia defeated a martial arts student who came to challenge him before, and that martial arts student also won a national award. How could he be afraid of Chen Fan?"

Thinking of this, he looked at Chen Fan with disdain:

"Don't think that you can be proud of defeating Ji Xingyu. Yingxia is not a soft persimmon like Ji Xingyu."

Among those present, probably only Si Yingxia and Coach Wu knew how terrifying Chen Fan was.

Coach Wu looked at Si Yingxia with solemn eyes and saw that his eyes were firm. He could only sigh and said: "We are all students. You can fight if you want, but only if you want to."

After saying that, he glanced at Chen Fan coldly.

Chen Fan's words about showing off his fists and embroidering his legs were completely offending Coach Wu.

So he didn't stop him, and hoped that his favorite disciple would severely defeat Chen Fan and make him understand the power of Taekwondo.

"bring it on."

Si Yingxia stopped in the middle of the field and was immediately greeted by the cheers of countless girls. He is handsome, tall, and wearing a white taekwondo uniform, just like a wealthy man from a Hong Kong and Taiwan idol drama.

In comparison, standing there, Chen Fan, who was just over 1.7 meters tall and had an ordinary appearance, looked very small.

Regardless of emotions or past performance, everyone believed that Si Yingxia would definitely teach this arrogant boy a lesson and let him know that Ivy League Middle School was not a place where a transfer student like him could easily mess around.

"Let's do it."

Chen Fan put his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

"Hmph." Si Yingxia snorted angrily.

He usually doesn't look as arrogant as Ji Xingyu, but he is actually more arrogant on the inside. There are only a handful of people in the entire Ivy League Middle School who can take notice of him. Since I don't even look down on you, why would I care about you?

But Chen Fan's behavior was obviously looking down on him, which immediately aroused Si Yingxia's anger.

He shouted loudly, took a few quick steps, and then suddenly stopped to perform a handsome sideways roundhouse kick.

The right foot kicked out and crossed 270 degrees in the air. With the momentum and the twisting force of the waist, it brought up a fierce wind like a dragon waving its tail. Before my feet even reached, I could feel a vague sting on my face.

"This Si Yingxia is not simple! Apart from experience, there is no difference between him and A Biao." Chen Fan was slightly surprised.

A Biao is Zhou Tianhao's ace thug, a man who has fought all over Chuzhou. And Si Yingxia got close to A Biao when she was only seventeen years old. What a genius. What's more, he is also a top student, a forward on the school basketball team, and he is tall and handsome. Such a man is so outstanding, no wonder countless girls fall in love with him.

The girls in the audience couldn't help but scream when they saw such a difficult action.

Coach Wu even secretly cheered. With this kick alone, Si Yingxia had steadily surpassed him.

"I'm afraid Yingxia already has the strength of a fourth-degree black belt." Coach Wu sighed in his heart.

There are no more than five people in Chuzhou who are above the fourth level of Taekwondo. According to Si Yingxia's current level, he is enough to participate in the National Youth Taekwondo Competition and enter the top sixteen.

"I wonder how Chen Fan received this kick?" Coach Wu speculated that if it were him, he would have to retreat quickly to avoid its sharp edge. But in this case, we have to face Si Yingxia's next mercury-like offensive. As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. If you are negligent, you will be taken advantage of.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan on the court just smiled faintly, raised his hand, and gently sealed it, blocking Si Yingxia's kick that poured all his strength into his body.

"How is that possible?" Si Yingxia's pupils shrank suddenly. Even if he overestimated Chen Fan, he never expected him to be so strong.

"Again!" He yelled angrily, retracted his leg suddenly, used his waist strength again, turned around and threw his leg again, and then without stopping at all, he turned around and threw five or six whip kicks.

This technique is also a very advanced kick technique in Taekwondo, and even black belts cannot use it.

"Pah, pah, pah."

After the continuous explosion, even Si Yingxia had to stop and take a breath.

He looked around and saw that Chen Fan still had one hand behind his back, not moving at the same spot, so he used his other hand to block all his attacks.

"Oops."

Coach Wu's heart sank, he never expected Chen Fan to be so strong.

The voices of Si Yingxia's supporters in the field also gradually became quieter. Even people who don't understand can see that Chen Fan only used one hand to make Si Yingxia's efforts in vain.

"Is Si Yingxia going to lose?" An unpleasant thought appeared in everyone's mind.

"Since you kicked so many feet."

"Then how about you witness my punch?"

Chen Fan slowly raised his left hand in front of him and clenched it into a fist.

His body was bent backwards, and his whole body was drawn into a bow shape from head to toe, like a strong bow and crossbow with full strings, and his left fist was an angry arrow waiting to be fired.

"careful."

Coach Wu's expression suddenly changed. Chen Fan's punch gave him a far greater sense of threat than Si Yingxia's previous kicks.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Fan swayed and punched out as fast as lightning.

This punch was like a roaring cannon being ejected from the barrel, making crackling and tearing sounds out of thin air, and smashed through, smashing all obstacles in its way.

Even before Chen Fan raised his fist, Si Yingxia had crossed her hands and was on full alert.

But Chen Fan's punch was so fast and powerful that he didn't even have a chance to react before he felt an overwhelming force that knocked his hands away and hit him hard on the chest. .

Afraid of hitting too hard, Chen Fan only used a little strength. But Si Yingxia is just an ordinary person after all, not a master of internal strength. How can she withstand his punch?

Immediately, the whole person flew backwards, flew four or five meters in the air, and crashed to the ground.

"Ahem." Si Yingxia fell to the ground and coughed twice. When she wanted to get up, she found that her whole body was weak and her chest was numb.

There was silence.

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected that Chen Fan actually defeated Si Yingxia, and won so easily. He easily defeated Si Yingxia, who seemed invincible before, with just one punch.

"Even Si Yingxia has been defeated. Doesn't that mean that this Chen Fan is the number one master in this school?"

Everyone thought of this first.

Many people who had despised Chen Fan before secretly regretted it in their hearts, and their heads were turning rapidly, wondering if they had offended him before? But some girls had other thoughts.

Compared with Si Yingxia, this Chen Fan is not as good overall, but he is better in some aspects, which is not something that cannot be considered.

Only Chang Wen's face suddenly changed, and she quickly ran over to help Qi Si Yingxia. Seeing how weak he was, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes.

"Don't worry, he's fine. It's just a temporary loss of strength."

Chen Fan's voice suddenly came to her ears.

Not only did Chang Wen not appreciate it, she snorted and looked at Chen Fan fiercely, her eyes filled with hatred.

Chen Fan shook his head, knowing that he was completely hated by this woman this time, but he didn't care. His previous punch finally stopped at the last moment, otherwise Si Yingxia would not have felt numbness in her chest, but a hole would have been punched through her entire body.

You know, Chen Fan's current strength is so huge that he can even punch through steel plates, let alone the human body?

Chen Fan looked around calmly and said, "Is there anyone else who is dissatisfied?"

No one spoke.

Not only the students in Class 9 of Senior Grade 3, but also the junior students from several classes and the members of the Taekwondo Hall who were watching around them also fell silent. Chen Fan's punch completely knocked away their arrogance, letting them know what it means to have people outside the world and heaven outside the world.

"Since it's not available, forget it." Chen Fan shook his head, looked at Si Yingxia and said:

"I said before, Taekwondo is just fancy tricks and kicks. Unless you can become a famous teacher and learn real Kung Fu, you will not be my opponent if you practice for ten years."

Si Yingxia turned a deaf ear, her eyes filled with death.

What a arrogant person he was. How had he ever seen someone like Chen Fan in his eyes, but today he was defeated by Chen Fan in public, and it was as if he was understating it. For a moment, I felt that my confidence was greatly affected.

"Hmph, kid, don't be proud, our gym owner hasn't come yet." Coach Wu couldn't help but snorted angrily. "If our gym owner hadn't gone to participate in the National College Taekwondo Championships, it might not have been your turn to act wild here."

"Yes, we still have a gym owner." The other Taekwondo club members' eyes suddenly lit up and they all shouted.

"Oh? Do you still have a museum owner?" Chen Fan didn't care at all. "Then ask your host to come. I will accompany you at any time."

After saying that, he put his hands down, passed by Jiang Tanqiu, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Are you going to eat?"

"Of course." Jiang Tanqiu jumped up and looked at Chen Fan with a strange look.

He really didn't expect that his silent deskmate would be so aggressive.

"No wonder he didn't take Si Yingxia into his eyes at that time. Maybe his academic performance was not as good as Si Yingxia's, but in terms of fighting, none of the ten Si Yingxia could be his opponent."

Jiang Tanqiu thought to himself, feeling that he had to adjust his position and could no longer treat Chen Fan as an ordinary friend.

The other students in Class 9, Grade 3, watched the two people walk out of the Taekwondo Hall, feeling inexplicably in their hearts. This transfer student has been in school for half a month and has been very low-key. No one takes him seriously. But I didn't expect that he would stop singing, and the sound would startle the sky.

"From today on, he will be well-known throughout the school."

This thought comes to many people's minds.