Chapter 90 Revenge of A Biao 4

"Like ants, ha..."

A Biao didn't hit a hit and didn't care. He just stood still, put his hands in his waist, and looked at Xu Feng in the alert with a sarcastic face.

"Idiot!"

For A Biao's strategy of intention to anger himself, Xu Feng responded with two words, and then kept walking and constantly changing his position. In martial arts terms, Xu Feng's strategy is called live, which is also to make the body move, so that the opponent can't guess your attack or walking intention, and use the opponent's reaction is not enough, and Make the shortest and most effective attack.

"What are you talking about? You have guts. Standing here, you dare not attack..."

A Biao just pointed his fingers and feet. Before he finished speaking, his buttocks were directly kicked by Xu Feng.

"Your mother..."

Being kicked into such a part in front of so many people is a great humiliation for A Biao. He immediately took a step, chased Xu Feng, who was retreating, and jumped with his right foot. A difficult turn and wheel kicked directly swept towards Xu Feng.

The other party is thin and has little strength!

A Biao, who was a little confused by Xu Feng's movement and siege, immediately fought back, and he was confident enough in his judgment, so he completely gave up defense at this moment.

Turning wheel kick belongs to taekwondo technology, which is a difficult leg skill, and has great requirements on the waist. However, relatively, his power also lives up to his movement level. If Xu Feng is kicked, fainting on the spot is light, and suffering internal injury is even more trivial, and it is also displayed by a powerful player like A Biao. If the action is heavy, the fracture is a trivial matter.

"Xu Feng..."

Xiao Shurong couldn't help covering her mouth and exclaim. Fortunately, everyone's attention is focused on the battle in the ring at this moment. Otherwise, let the people off the court find that the school beauty of their school will definitely break their glasses on the ground. A usually cold beauty will actually lose her face for such a person. It's really too ...

"Drink!"

His eyes shrank, and Xu Feng still remembered the advice before he came up to the senior, so he did not hesitate to greet him directly.

A little with his left foot, he jumped up and twisted his waist directly. The whole person was like a rope. With this momentum, he directly twisted out a force, and then took his right leg as the attack point and shot at Wu Hong.

In the air, Xu Feng brought out half of his strength and condensed on the toes of his right foot. He would not give his opponent a chance. He wanted to defeat it, be afraid, one move!

"Idiot!"

Xu Changman and Xiao Shurong, who didn't know it, were stunned. The physique of the two was really too different visually. This kind of scene also made everyone under the scene unbearable to witness it.

Wow!

The two were about to meet, and A Biao directly ignored Xu Feng's first attack. In his eyes, Xu Feng's attack was no different from marshmallows, so he didn't care.

At this time, his heart has begun to be excited, because his right leg, which concentrates on his strength, can smash out the person he hates most.

The more he thought about the scene, the more red his face became, and his eyes were like an orangutan, revealing a persistent excitement, "Come on! Hahaha... Boy, you are an idiot!"

Boom!

There was a vibration in the ring, and A Biao's excitement was strangled by Xu Fengsheng in the shaking blue. A Biao, who was flying, was directly knocked down by Xu Feng's double force, like paper paste. Among them, the burst of vigor directly made A Biao unable to get up.

The contrast of this picture is so strange that for a while, the scene is strangely quiet.

"This is impossible! What on earth did you send?" After a while, the people present were stunned and discussed aloud.

"I..."

His eyes were all black, and A Biao was full of fear at this time. He couldn't see the light. In the air, he was directly hit by Xu Feng on the hard ring, and the two gravity channels made him fall to pieces and dizzy.

Bang!

Xu Feng took a step forward and stepped directly on his right face with his right foot.

"Call!"

Xu Feng's voice was unprecedentedly fierce. He remembered how badly they were beaten at that time. Fortunately, he had a recuperation skill at that time, but Xu Changman remembered lying down for a long time.

Puff!

Before the referee could react, Xu Feng kicked a heavy kick again, and his sharp toes shot directly on A Biao's weak body at this moment.

"Wow!"

The light recovered, but the scene in front of him made A Biao eager to return to the previous darkness again, because it was too embarrassing. As for the pain in his waist, it was no better than the humiliation he had suffered on his face.

"Xu Feng!"

A Biao's eyes were red, and his hands and feet struggled hard. However, the heavy kick in the air just now directly made him lose all his combat effectiveness. The strength of his whole body was like running water, pouring down directly from the place where he had just been hit, and he could not lift any strength.

"Wushu Club student Xu Feng, please pay attention, move your steps, remember, this is a competition, not the kind outside..." The referee knew the hatred between them, but he didn't expect that Xu Feng would win the amazing scene just now, so that he was stunned just now and didn't have time to stop Xu Feng's a little presive behavior.

However, Xu Feng did not listen to his words and moved his footsteps. He still looked at A Biao, who was trampled under his feet like a cricket with a resentful face. Once upon how much he thought he wanted to step on his feet and find the scene for Xu Changman. Unexpectedly, it was realized so soon, which made him feel a little unreal.

"Xu Feng, please move your feet." The referee looked at Xu Feng's still motion again, his face darkened and suddenly shouted.

"Fuck, is the martial arts club great? Remove your stinky feet!"

The taekwondo club students who usually play well with A Biao jumped out unhappily and hugged them one after another.

"Cut, who was full of ambition just now!"

The martial arts club on Xu Feng's side was also unbearable and fought back directly.

"Xu Feng!" Just when the two societies were about to have a large-scale conflict, he stood up to Wu Hong at the right time. He glanced at Xu Feng in the ring, which meant, that's enough!

If it was someone else, Xu Feng would really not listen to him, but Xiang Wuhong was kind to himself, so Xu Feng still let go of his feet that stepped on A Biao's face. Of course, when he let go, he secretly crushed it again.

"Wow!"

The extra gravity on his face made A Biao's face immediately become strange and his facial features.

"I didn't expect that he was quite bloody!"

From the mouths of the people around her, Xiao Shurong, who learned the cause of the matter, couldn't help but have a little interest in Xu Feng at this time. Of course, she was just interested. At least, she thought so.

"Wow!" Xu Feng let go, which made the referee on the side secretly breathe a sigh of relief. If it continues to stalemate, it is really difficult for both sides to do, and they are all students, so... However, these are the consequences of Xu Feng's failure to let go, and now he has let go, so there is no need to worry about himself.

The relieved referee went straight to A Biao, "Now count down for dozens of seconds. If you haven't got up yet, it will be judged that Xu Feng won the final. Now, one, two, three..."

With that, he began to count the time.

"seven!"

"Eight!"

"Nine!"

....

The martial arts club and the crowd on the ring followed the referees and shouted loudly. Of course, they shouted out of nothing. If A Biao stood up directly, they would be blessed. Everyone knows that Xu Feng's behavior just now responded to A Biao's challenge. If A Biao can't afford it this time If he comes, he will not look good at school after that.

"I'm going to get up! You must get up. You can't be defeated like this..." A Biao's heart hissed angrily, but the physical pain made him unable to lie there and be a clown surrounded by everyone.

On the side of the president of the student union, more than a dozen of them were in a meeting and suddenly walked into a man wearing an elegant Anse brand from outside the field.

"Someone, didn't you see us in a meeting!"

The students sitting under the chairman of the student union stood up un Pleasure and shouted.

The visitor ignored the man's shouting and directly looked at the chairman of the student union sitting in the middle.

"Well, this is my high school classmate. Let's discuss the question just now. I'll talk to my classmates first!" With that, the president of the student union turned into an empty corner with a serious face.

The people came to follow him calmly.

"Who is he?" After they left, several team leaders looked at each other and talked passionately.

"He... You don't know that he is a famous young master Ouyang in the capital. Zeng Ziyang knows that in his eyes, like a piece of sand, he can pinch whatever he wants!" Those who have first-hand information gossip with honor.

"So cruel?"

After hearing this, the others looked surprised. Among them, the person who had just made a sound was the most. No way, he began to tremble.

"Ouyang is so free to come to me!" The chairman of the student union put away the serious face just now and joked.

"Don't do this, Brother Duan, I want to trouble you with something!" Ouyang Hong smiled gently, turned around, and looked directly at a corner of the fighting area through the space in front of him.

"What's the matter? Tell me, it's rare for you to ask for someone!" The president of the student union looked at him strangely and asked curiously.

"Surely, help me transfer to the unarmed fighting competition zone!" Ouyang Hong withdrew his sight and looked at his friend in front of him with a serious face.

"Of course it's serious!" The chairman of the student union did not react for a moment. After a while, he stared at Ouyang Hong with a surprised face and his mouth was wide open enough to stuff a *, "You... What did you say? Say it again. Did I hear it correctly? You said you wanted to participate... Fighting competition? You didn't take the right medicine!"

With that, he took a step forward and touched his forehead with his hand. Of course, he didn't touch it, because he saw that Ouyang Hong's expression was rarely serious, even gloomy.