218: C218 Vulnerable to a Single Blow

C218 Vulnerable to a Single Blow

Hearing these words, Lee Jun was puzzled. If he was trying to save Henry's face, why did he want to beat Henry up?

If they weren't Henry's helpers, why would they look for trouble with him?

Lee Jun squeezed through the crowd and saw a white-skinned young man, who was two meters tall and as muscular as a tank, standing on the field.

He was currently sneering at the Taekwondo dressed students.

The students all had wounds on their bodies. They stared at the white-skinned youth with slight fear.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked over. He was also wearing Taekwondo attire and said.

"VIII. "Ugh, who are you and why are you provoking me …"

"Who I am is not important. What's important is that my hand is itchy and I conveniently came to smash it."

The white-skinned youth opened his mouth and spoke fluently in Chinese. Everyone present was somewhat surprised; some people even felt that Chinese was inferior to him.

"You are asking for trouble!" is simply courting death! "

He rushed towards the white-skinned youth and arrived about two meters away from him. The middle-aged man jumped up and threw a kick towards the youth's face.

When the other Taekwondo students saw this scene, they couldn't help but clap and cheer.

The white-skinned youth looked at the middle-aged man who was about to kick him with a smile.

Just as his foot was ten centimeters away from his face, the white-skinned youth suddenly moved.

With a bang, the youth with white skin let out a soft shout and a figure flew out, falling a few meters away.

Seeing this scene, everyone present stared with their mouths wide open and their mouths agape.

They hadn't expected that the white-skinned youth would be so powerful.

After sending the Taekwondo coach flying with a single punch, the Taekwondo coach had already fallen unconscious on the ground!

Lee Jun frowned. This person was so strong. Just who was he?

The white-skinned youth didn't pay attention to the shocked gazes of the others. His face was full of disapproval as he spoke.

"You want to make a fool of yourself in front of Yours Truly with just this little bit of skill? You're still saying that I'm courting death? "Your dog eyes are really blind."

After hearing what the white-skinned youth said, Lee Jun was completely shocked.

Lee Jun smiled as he gazed at the youth's back. This guy's temper is really similar to his, Lee Jun thought to himself.

The Taekwondo coach was knocked to the ground. Soon, the other Taekwondo instructors who were sitting on the ground also stopped.

They all stood up and quickly looked at each other before walking up to the white-skinned youth.

Seeing that these people were about to attack him at the same time, the white-skinned youth said playfully.

"These fellows are as shameless as they were in the past. However, this is good as well. This saves me from having to beat them one by one. You, you, you and you, all four of you come up together."

The white-skinned youth pointed at the four Taekwondo instructors in front of him, his face full of playfulness.

Seeing that the white-skinned youth was calm and at ease, the four Taekwondo instructors' faces turned grim.

Even at R Ben's Taekwondo, they are an admirable black belt.

When the four of them fought against a single person, they were actually looked down upon by this person in front of them. This was a severe blow to them.

"VIII. "Ga!"

The four of them roared at the same time. Lee Jun saw the four of them rushing towards the white-skinned youth, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an evil smile.

"These four punks thought they could win with more people, idiot."

Indeed, the four Taekwondo instructors who were supposed to be powerful were all knocked to the ground before they could even make a move in the hands of the white-skinned youth.

Just like the Taekwondo coach, the four of them were like dead dogs lying on the ground.

Those Taekwondo students were completely dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that the strong Taekwondo black belt in their eyes would not even be able to withstand a single blow from this white-skinned youth.

They even thought they should continue learning Taekwondo.

All the students were shaken, and their doubts were raised regarding the Taekwondo.

The 50-year-old middle-aged man, who had been sitting motionlessly on the ground, finally stood up and said angrily.

"VIII. "Gah, I will never forgive you for provoking the Taekwondo!"

The Taekwondo students were suspicious. If he did not make a move, it would be a blow to the reputation of the Taekwondo Club.

"My name is Jing Kong. I'll tell you my name now, so that you won't get beaten up later on. I still don't know who will teach you a lesson!"

The 50-year-old middle-aged man said coldly.

"Hah!"

With an angry shout, he jumped up and rushed towards the white-skinned youth, and with a single leap, he kicked towards the white-skinned youth.

"Bam!"

A punch landed on his face on the well, and he felt a huge force hit his face.

He was sent flying a few meters away. Like the Taekwondo instructors from before, he lay motionless on the ground.

"Oh …"

The crowd burst into an uproar, with the Taekwondo students in the most uproar.

At this moment, their mental pillars were shattered.

The head, who was almost invincible in their eyes, was knocked out with a single punch. How could they accept that?

A Taekwondo student looked at the unconscious head on the ground and then looked at the uninjured white skinned youth standing in front of him.

Gritting his teeth, the student walked up to the white-skinned youth and knelt on the ground.

"Please accept me as your disciple."

The white-skinned youth smiled proudly.

"This is the M Country's fighting technique. It can't be passed down to others so easily …"

Before the white-skinned youth could finish what he wanted to say, a hearty laugh rang out.

"What kind of Taekwondo from Little R can't beat him? It doesn't mean that China's martial arts can't."1

Hearing the voice, everyone turned to look in one direction.

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