Godly Dragon Guard

"About this matter, you can pay for the medical expenses on behalf of Shen Lang," said Ye Xingkong in the corner.

Shen Lang sneered: "They were the first to provoke me, and I was taught a lesson. It was they who took the blame."

"This classmate, you are a bit arrogant when you say this." Zhang Haitao's face sank slightly, in order to show his master demeanor, he did not curse.

"Don't talk nonsense, what do you want?" Shen Lang became a little impatient.

In fact, Zhang Haitao thought about it right from the beginning, and today he must definitely repair Shen Lang.

He wanted to fix Shen Lang, not all for revenge for the club members who were beaten yesterday.

Zhang Haitao is a good master, but since he got out of Qingfeng Mountain and knew that he could not break through, he became a businessman.

The incident yesterday made the gold content of the Heixiang Taekwondo Club highly doubted. Zhang Haitao must find his place and show off his strength in front of everyone. In this way, his Heixiang Taekwondo Club can avoid being affected by others. The crisis of questioning.

Maybe this battle became famous, and his business will definitely take a step forward.

"Shen Lang, your unwillingness to lose money is really bullying. Of course I can't just sit back and watch. I'll give you one last chance. Think about it!" Zhang Haitao said in a deep voice.

"Don't think about it," Shen Lang shouted, thinking that this ocean wave is too much nonsense.

The technical school students in the venue were a little surprised after hearing what Shen Lang said. Some admired Shen Lang's courage, but more people were laughing at Shen Lang's life.

Some people glanced at the night starry sky and then at Shen Lang, thinking that Shen Lang didn't want to lose face in front of beautiful women. This kind of person deserves to be beaten.

Shen Lang's retort hit Zhang Haitao's arms.

Zhang Haitao glanced at the students of the Taekwondo Club, actually speaking to the onlookers of technical school students, he said loudly: "Yesterday, our Taekwondo club No. 30 students were beaten by someone. This incident made me extremely distressed. A lot of it. I'm afraid the students are already wondering whether the things I taught you can be used in actual combat? In the next actual combat, I will show you all."

Upon hearing this, the students of Heixiang Taekwondo were all excited.

These Taekwondo club students, whether they want to become super fighters of underground forces, or want to pick up girls with the aura of a martial arts master, or use them to pretend.

But all of them are eager to become a strong one by learning kung fu. Many people also doubt whether this taekwondo is useful, can those things I learn really be used in actual combat?

Therefore, the voice of Zhang Haitao made them very eagerly looking forward to Zhang Haitao's actual performance.

Seeing that Zhang Haitao was going to do it with himself, Shen Lang motioned that the night starry sky was farther away.

Ye Xingkong nodded slightly and whispered: "Come on."

Shen Lang turned his head and walked to the center of the field.

Soon, only Zhang Haitao and Shen Lang were left in the center of the club.

The sound at the scene suddenly became quiet, his eyes locked in the center of the venue, and the atmosphere became a little serious.

Zhang Haitao took the initiative, snorted softly, strode forward, and slapped Shen Lang's abdomen with a lightning-like punch.

Shen Lang flashed sideways, he wanted to see what strength this guy had.

After all, Zhang Haitao was born in Qingfeng Mountain and has a very strong opponent skills. The punch he just made was just a fake move. Seeing Shen Lang flashing sideways, Zhang Haitao immediately raised his right leg and jumped up, accompanied by a magnificent turn around, and shot into the air. The spin kick hit Shen Lang's lower abdomen fiercely.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

With one hit, Shen Lang's body crooked.

Zhang Haitao thought that the battle was over. He held back his inner pride, turned his head to look at his students, and said solemnly: "Have you seen it? This is how the flyback kick is used in actual combat."

The crowd burst into applause, especially those students from the Taekwondo club. After the shock, there was a trace of scorching heat in everyone's eyes.

After finishing talking, Zhang Haitao was about to accept everyone's admiration eyes. Who knows, Shen Lang straightened his body again and walked towards him.

The applause at the scene gradually disappeared, and Zhang Haitao was also startled. He had clearly used his full force with the kick just now. How could this kid be fine?

No, this kid must be holding it back.

Zhang Haitao thought it would be okay, since Shen Lang is pitiful, then he can just use Shen Lang as a rake, and show those ingenious ways he feels on the spot.

Seeing Shen Lang coming forward, Zhang Haitao did not neglect.

He firmly believed that Shen Lang could not be his opponent, but he still did not dare to take it lightly.

Because so many people watched the scene, he must defeat Shen Lang gorgeously in order to have a grandstanding advertising effect.

"It seems that our classmate Shen Lang is quite capable of fighting, so let me show you the measures that should be taken when dealing with this kind of opponents with strong fighting ability." Zhang Haitao said loudly.

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Zhang Haitao gave a low voice, and rushed towards Shen Lang.

When he was still five or six meters away from Shen Lang, Zhang Haitao suddenly exerted force under his feet, and his whole body rose into the air, kicking Shen Lang's chest like a whirlwind.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, not avoiding, when he saw Zhang Haitao kicking, grabbed Zhang Haitao's right foot with one hand, and threw it out.

After Zhang Haitao landed, he didn't even look at Shen Lang, and said to the students: "Everyone must remember to use inertia to burst out with my strength and speed in order to produce the greatest effect."

After speaking, Zhang Haitao looked around, and did not feel the expressions of worship, but found that many people were looking at him with weird eyes.

Suddenly feeling chilly on his body, Zhang Haitao looked down and was taken aback.

The outer pants of Zhang Haitao's taekwondo suit had been ripped off by Shen Lang, and the pants were almost torn off, revealing the red underwear.

Zhang Haitao quickly lifted his pants, his face a little embarrassed.

I don't know who couldn't help but laugh, and then everyone in the room couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

"Puff!" Ye Xingkong also covered his small mouth, turned his head and endured desperately.

Zhang Haitao glanced at Shen Lang with a complacent expression, and was angry.

Originally, he was planning to play the leading role here, so that the students of these technical schools could take a good look at the strength of the president of his Heixiang Taekwondo Club. He didn't expect Shen Lang to accidentally hit him and make himself so deflated.

"Finally, show me a trick. This is my most proud trick. Non-professionals, please don't imitate it." Zhang Haitao said solemnly.

This voice made the atmosphere in the venue rise again.

At this time, Zhang Haitao was finally rude.

Shen Lang didn't want to play anymore, it didn't feel interesting.