Ode to the Dragon

She doesn't want to be surrounded by people like a monkey, and Chu Feng is her brother-in-law. If her identity comes out, they don't have to gossip about her.

"Otherwise, go to our Taekwondo club to hide. It's a remote place, and all the senior brothers and sisters are there. You won't be bullied."

Qiao Hong brightened his eyes and said, "today is the friendly competition of Taekwondo clubs in several universities in Jiangbei. The president will also play. You can also have a good time."

Yun Muyu's eyes lit up at that time, and he was surprised and said: "will Xingyu also do it? That's great. Let's get there. "

Meng Xingyu, the president of the Taekwondo Club, is not only handsome, but also excellent in character and learning. He has strong strength and excellent family background. However, he is worthy of being a school grass and is very popular in Jiangling University.

It's said that his Taekwondo level has reached the fourth stage of the black belt, which is far superior to some professional coaches. It's impossible to see his competition.

"Then go and have a look."

Chu Feng had no choice but to smile. Although he had no interest in these Taekwondo, he had more than an hour left to make an appointment with Murong Cang. Quan thought that he was going to pass the time, so he went with Yun Muyu.

"Well, follow me."

Qiao Hong thought-provoking smile, cold looking at Chu Feng back, said to himself: "boy, I can't beat you, doesn't mean no one can't cure you."

"Today, I'm going to find the place and let the elder brother Meng and the brothers of Taekwondo Club teach you a good lesson."

Qiao Hong is elated. He is not a gentleman. Chu Feng has made him so ugly. How can he swallow this tone?

Jiangling university is its own territory. The gangsters of Sihai chamber of Commerce dare not come into the campus to beat people, do they? No matter how strong the boy is, can he win the fourth section of the black belt? Taekwondo club that can win dozens of people?

Qiao Hong is very happy, immediately feel their revenge, full of hope for Chu Feng was beaten scurry embarrassed posture.

Soon, Chu Feng and Yun Muyu came to the Taekwondo Club.

There is a training ground of three or four hundred square meters. At the moment, there are seven or eight people around. They are all wearing Taoist costumes and different colors of belts around their waists, representing each other's grades.

These young boys and girls, all surrounded by a group, extremely excited to look at the boxing field, a valiant boy game figure.

The boy is tall and straight, with a bright black belt around his waist. His action is natural and easy. He is against seven black belt players, but he is not inferior.

Sweeping legs, whirling kicks, flying legs,,

all kinds of fancy movements, cool body method, less than a few rounds, one after another eliminated opponents, won the cheers of the girls below.

"Wow, Xingyu is so handsome and stylish!"

"The presidents of other colleges and universities are not rivals. One against seven is really cool."

"Ha ha, boss Meng is a four stage black belt player. What's the concept? Those full-time coaches are no more than the second stage of the black belt. Boss Meng is only 23 years old this year. Before 40 years old, he will be able to go to the seventh stage of the black belt and enjoy the title of glory! "

"The strength of boss Meng is definitely the first person in Jiangling, even in the top ten in the country."

All around the schoolboys and schoolgirls responded with warm applause and cheers. Many girls were excited and cheered with stars in their eyes.

"It's hard to be a great thing if it's too flashy."

Chu Feng is a little bored looking at this so-called competition, shaking his head and sighing.

These HuaQuan embroidered legs are nothing more than children's casual style. Any one of them can sweep the whole area. What's the point of showing off?

Meng Xingyu, like a superstar, waved his hand calmly and calmly. On his young face, he was full of pride.

Young frivolous years, who is not eager to praise and applause of the opposite sex, not eager to become a star surrounded by flowers?

"Muyu, are you here?"