69: C69 Come on Let's Practice!

C69 Come on Let's Practice!

Faced with Sun Liang's provocation, Pei Feng smiled, put down his bag and walked towards the classroom door with both hands in his pockets.

"Alright, let's go to class."

In terms of sports construction, Naiming High School had two traditional strengths, which were the signature items — — Basketball, Thai Fist.

The Thai Fist Gallery and the Basketball Hall were both constructed with the best Naiming High School and had the best venues.

The Thai Fist training class this afternoon was a big one, the four classes taking the big one, senior year 3, senior year 1, and there were also two first year students.

On the way to the Thai Fist Pavilion, Soong Yaoming, who was still fuming, eagerly caught up.

"Pei Feng, be careful. Sun Liang and Huang Haitao will definitely not let you off. Both of them are level 5 Thai Fist! Oh right, there's also that pretentious Wang, Tan Shaoyang. He was staring at you in class just now! "Don't think that he looks like a dog. He has a ruthless heart and his hands are black. He broke two guys from Class 7 last year."

Pei Feng turned around and looked at him, "Fatty, you seem to really hate that Tan Shaoyang."

"That's right!" Other than acting tough and fighting well with the Thai Fist, what else does this brat have? For a failure to learn, you f * cking lied to our family's Goddess Qin! "

Pei Feng smiled faintly, he was too lazy to say these things to him.

Pei Feng, let me popularize our school's Thai Fist in advance — — The head of the Thai Fist Hall, which is also the Sports Department's Director Zhang Soong Zhang, he is extremely powerful and is a level ten major. He has won the championship several times in the National Thai Fist Tournament, his strength is extremely strong, it is said that fighting against twenty or so is not a problem, tsk tsk.

"Ah, right. Tan Shaoyang is his disciple. I heard that he thinks very highly of this posturing king."

"How do you know everything?"

"Of course, or he could be called the 'All Knowing Scholar'!"

Not long later, they arrived at the Thai Fist Hall. After all the classes had gathered, the instructor for today's class had also arrived.

However, this was the first time this semester that the main course was being organized. The main reason for the main course was to let the third year students take the lead and demonstrate it to the lower grade students as soon as possible. It would also allow more lower grade students to choose to join the Thai Fist Department, making it easier for new seedlings to be selected.

Pei Feng did not attend the previous few Thai Fist training classes, so this was also the first time he was attending the training class.

The first lesson was on Thai Fist theory and warm-up exercises, while the second lesson was on sparring as a real combat competition.

"Shaoyang, demonstrate it to the junior brothers and sisters."

To give the freshmen a demonstration, the most effective one would naturally be Naiming High School's number one school grass, the captain of the school basketball team and also the Thai Fist department head, Tan Shaoyang.

It was not only because of his strength, but also his attractiveness. Every year, there would be many female students joining the Thai Fist Department.

Screams, exclamations, and whispers could be heard incessantly. Not only in the third year, but also in the first two classes, the girls were agitated. "So handsome", "who is this, so handsome", and "male god" were heard everywhere.

"Alright, quiet down."

The coach shouted and looked at Tan Shaoyang, "Shaoyang, it's been hard on you today. Fight a few more times."

"No problem, I'll do it however many times I want."

Tan Shaoyang said lightly as he glanced at Pei Feng, who was in Class 3's crowd.

This quick glance did not escape Pei Feng's eyes. Soong Yaoming, who was beside him, also saw it.

"Holy shit!" This cold and vicious gaze is over, Pei Feng, he has set his sights on you! "

Pei Feng narrowed his eyes. This Tan Shaoyang seemed to have his eyes on him. Interesting.

"Why are you so indifferent? This acting tough king is also at the top of the tenth phase, his methods are exceptionally evil! "

"Stop nagging and start a good lesson."

Soong Yaoming: "..."

In the end, it was just a demonstration class. The first opponent that the coach arranged for Tan Shaoyang was a fourth phase opponent.

In the entire Naiming High School, there were no more than twenty of them, and five of them were even fewer. As for the top ten, there was only one, Tan Shaoyang!

Before the fifth move, the fourth form senior was sent flying by Tan Shaoyang's vicious kick.

Next, he ascended to the fourth phase and was defeated in less than ten moves.

After winning three rounds in a row, the girls were greeted with warm cheers and enthralled looks of adoration.

"Sun Liang, you come."

In the crowd, Sun Liang was stunned and walked out helplessly.

"Boss Tan, be more gentle in a bit."

Tan Shaoyang glanced at him and said lightly: "I never go easy on you in actual combat. It's not like you don't know that."

The corner of Sun Liang's mouth twitched. He braced himself and walked to the center of the stage.

As expected, Sun Liang lost in less than a minute.

His loss was quite ugly, and he was sent out by a fierce elbow strike from Tan Shaoyang.

"Alright, Shaoyang, you can go now."

Under the warm applause, Tan Shaoyang expressionlessly left the stage.

"Let's fight in actual combat. Who wants to fight?"

The coach had just finished speaking when a loud voice rang out: "I, coach!"

The one who came out was Huang Haitao, who could not hold himself back any longer.

"Who's willing to fight with Huang Haitao in actual combat …"

Before the coach could finish his sentence, Huang Haitao pointed at Pei Feng who was in the middle of the crowd and smiled sinisterly, "Pei Feng, weren't you very arrogant that day in class? And you're still publicly bullying and bullying Ding Qianqian! "Hur hur, now, if you have the guts, come up and practice with me!"

It was obvious that they were looking for trouble and feeling jealous. Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Pei Feng.

Pei Feng smiled and didn't say anything. He put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked out of the crowd.

"Both of you, take care of the severity of your injuries. This is a spar; you must avoid being injured."

When the coach heard Huang Haitao's words, he clearly felt a little awkward. However, he was the one who proposed the actual combat. It wasn't good for him to take it back now.

"Alright, pay attention when you attack …" "Let's begin!"

"Surnamed Pei, I can't beat you today!"

The moment the coach left the stage, Huang Haitao immediately shouted and threw an exceptionally fierce side kick at the coach.

Compared to ordinary people, Huang Haitao's kung fu skills were quite sharp and domineering. He was skilled with all kinds of kicks, and his kicks were simple, fast, and powerful.

Unfortunately, in Pei Feng's eyes, he was just trash.

With Huang Haitao's skills, not to mention Wang Junkai, even Hei Zi was much stronger than him.0

Since he purposely attacked in front of everyone, Pei Feng naturally wouldn't be polite with him.

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