Chapter 1503 Anti-counterfeiting professional households
Feng Yanhui glanced at Ye Fan coldly and ordered the attendant beside him: "Bring the board.
It is useless to talk more. Only practice can prove that Taekwondo is invincible. I will let everyone see what real Kung Fu is."
The enthusiasm of the freshmen was immediately ignited. They whispered among themselves, and some took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
Holding a palm-thick wooden board in his hands, Feng Yanhui took off his shoes and moved around.
The follower took the opportunity and shouted: "Come and take a look!
The most famous taekwondo president of our school performed real kung fu for everyone!
What a rare opportunity!
Look, everyone, this is a real wooden board, absolutely no fakes, this is the only one!
Feng Yanhui made a Taekwondo salute gesture and said: "Students, when you watch Hong Kong Kung Fu movies, you are often fascinated by the dazzling Kung Fu in the movie."
In fact, those are all false! Internationally, Xia Guo Kung Fu is far from being able to match Taekwondo."
The freshmen stretched their necks one after another and asked: "Do you really want to kick? Will your feet hurt?" Ye Fan responded from the side: "Don't worry, in fact, the middle of the board is empty. It will break if you knock it, and it will break if you exert force.
broken."
Feng Yanhui glared at him and said loudly: "The wooden board is solid!
If you don’t believe it, come up and test it.”
Ye Fan went up and knocked here and there, then came back to the crowd of freshmen and said: "It's solid, but I guess it's a slit in the middle and glued together. It's not very strong. It can be broken with a little force on the knee."
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Feng Yanhui said angrily: "It's stuck with glue? Come up and try to break it open?" Ye Fan waved his hand: "No need."
Then, he said to the freshmen: "He swears so confidently, I guess it is made of pressed wood slag? Have you ever seen the kind of decorative plywood? It is full of wood slag and glue. This board of his is soaked in water."
After a few days and nights, it was soaked until it became hairy, so I painted the wood grain on the outside to trick everyone."
"Oh, that's not really a real skill."
Everyone said: "Classmate, your level of anti-counterfeiting is very good."
Ye Fan laughed and cupped his hands: "It's just a little trick."
Obviously, everyone prefers the martial arts of their own country. Even though there are so many fake masters now, everyone still has awe for the real Chinese martial arts.
When they heard that Feng Yanhui admired foreign things so much, their first reaction was rejection.
Feng Yanhui's face was as blue as splashed paint. Without saying a word, he moved his knee joints. Without any special approach, he raised his legs towards the wooden board held by the Taekwondo club members and said, "Hey!
"With a sound, the wooden board shattered.
The fragments were scattered out with the movements of the feet.
Many girls exclaimed, and members of the Taekwondo Association even clapped and cheered.
"President Feng, that's great."
The freshmen around were also surprised. Judging from the fragments, it was real wood.
Feng Yanhui looked sideways at Ye Fan: "Are you speechless this time?" Ye Fan said again: "Don't be nervous, everyone, it's a wood problem. What is the lightest wood in the world? Cork, we usually use it to make bottle stoppers.
That kind of thing.
Otherwise, why don't you ask him to try nanmu, rosewood, or rosewood? He'll be damned if he doesn't break his toes."
The wooden board that was kicked was indeed replaced with a lighter and brittle wood, but it was not as unbearable as Ye Fan said. Ordinary people could kick it without training.
Feng Yanhui was repeatedly demolished and was so angry that he died.
"Ye Fan, you've been talking all day, why don't you come up and give it a try?" With a wave of his hand, the member took another wooden board.
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Ye Fan laughed and said: "Professional anti-counterfeiters are not afraid of any challenge, just kick the ball."
There are many kinds of props in Taekwondo. This time the club member held an extremely hard wooden board in his hand. He winked at Feng Yanhui and smiled coldly at Ye Fan.
"Snapped!
"As soon as Ye Fan kicked his legs up, a huge impact followed. The members' left and right hands were forcibly broken, and the board was split into two halves.
Feng Yanhui only said that the member had the worst board and glared at him fiercely.
The members of the club couldn't tell the pain. The whole arm was numb from the shock, especially the shoulder joint, which was almost dislocated. Is this guy still a human being? Everyone was in an uproar. Ye Fan said innocently: "Don't think that I am tall. In fact,
It's just a powerless telephone pole.
He can't carry ten kilograms on his shoulders, and can't lift two taels in his hands. He's polite and harmless to humans and animals, but he can break a wooden board by kicking it. What does this mean? Of course it's the problem with the wooden board.
Everyone, please disperse, there is nothing to see, next time I will invite some performers to come over and perform a chest-breaking performance for everyone."
Feng Yanhui almost vomited blood, was furious, pointed at Ye Fan and said: "You look down on Taekwondo, do you dare to fight with me?" Zi Ling'er on the side suddenly became anxious, grabbed Ye Fan, and said to Feng Yanhui: "Senior Feng, Ye
Don't get angry with anyone who talks nonsense.
That's how he is, he likes to fool around when he has nothing to do..." She had already inquired about Feng Yanhui.
Although Feng Yanhui majored in mechanical engineering, he studied Taekwondo with his master of the same name, Mr. Choi Keun Suk, since he was a child. He has amazing qualifications, trains hard, and masters extremely high Taekwondo skills.
He once won the championship in the 17-year-old youth group of the city's Taekwondo competition. As an adult, he also won the runner-up twice in the youth group under the age of 22.
During a one-on-three training session, he once broke his opponent's ribs by kicking him, and was nicknamed Little Tornado. He has already established an endless reputation in Fudan.
Now Ye Fan actually provoked him, is that okay? If Ye Fan is not taught a lesson today, I am afraid that the Taekwondo Club will become the laughing stock of Fudan in the future.
At that moment, Feng Yan pushed Zi Ling'er away: "Leave me alone, this is a matter between men!
"Feng Yanhui is not only targeting Taekwondo issues, but also because Zi Ling'er has been helping Ye Fan to speak, and the two of them are ambiguous. How can he stand it?
"It's not good to fight. Fortunately, you are still a student of Fudan University. Don't you know the principle of friendship and mutual help between classmates?" Ye Fan crossed his arms and smiled disdainfully: "Besides, I have already graduated!"
Feng Yanhui only said that Ye Fan was afraid of him, so he stretched out his thumb and shook it downwards at the opponent: "If you don't dare to fight, you can just kowtow to me according to the bet! Let everyone see what the consequences are for insulting the Taekwondo Club. I tell you
You know, no one dares to mess with our Taekwondo Club in Fudan University or even Binhai, otherwise it will be a dead end! Huh, Ye Fan, you better be honest, otherwise..." "President!"
Association members on the side stepped forward to dissuade him.
If you keep talking like this, their Taekwondo club will become a black club! Feng Yanhui was talking with great interest, not noticing the expressions of other people at all, and snorted to himself.
"You guys like you who have never seen the world don't know anything about the endless boxing fights in underground casinos. No matter Muay Thai, karate, boxing, or Xia Guo Kung Fu, no one can survive three minutes under the hands of a Taekwondo master. I
One person can defeat three so-called Wudang masters."
When the freshmen heard what he said so powerfully, they asked: "Is it true?" "Humph, if you don't believe me, check online. How many people who have no eyesight went to the kickboxing gym, and they were all beaten until they were howling like ghosts by the masters of Taekwondo.
, bowed to the ground.
Those street guys saw the word "Taekwondo" and it was too late to take a detour. Who dared to provoke us?
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As Feng Yanhui spoke, he took the opportunity to distribute leaflets to everyone.
“Today our Fudan Taekwondo Club is recruiting people, don’t miss this great opportunity.
Join us and we guarantee that you will be able to get wind and rain at Fudan, even if you walk sideways, it doesn't matter."
"You are so awesome, why haven't you seen a Taekwondo club opening a branch in Binhai Wuguan Street?"
Ye Fan slowly lit up a cigarette and grinned.
Binhai Martial Arts Street is a paradise for martial arts enthusiasts in Binhai. There are more than 40 martial arts schools and more than 20 sects in the entire martial arts street, gathering martial arts enthusiasts from all over Binhai.
Many professional Sanda players in Xia State also came from here.
At that time, Taekwondo also wanted to enter Wuguan Street, but within three days of opening, it was challenged and closed down. From then on, it never dared to enter.
Anyone who has lived on the coast all year round must have heard of this.
Many of the students present were from outside the country, and they didn't understand it at first. But after the locals on the side explained it, they suddenly understood.
Feng Yanhui is also a Binhai native. He claims to be the best in the world in Taekwondo, but he can't even get into the higher-end martial arts street. As for what he just said, it instantly became a slap in the face.
"you!"
Feng Yanhui was furious, pointed at Ye Fan and shouted: "You have repeatedly slandered our Taekwondo, let's have a fight if you dare!"
Ye Fan laughed: "You can do whatever you want, but you have to pay for the medical expenses yourself.
In addition... have you bought insurance?" Feng Yanhui was furious. No one has ever dared to talk such nonsense to a Taekwondo master. He shouted: "Not only mine, I will also be responsible for your medical expenses!
Taekwondo competitions and discussions are reported directly to the sports committee, without the school being responsible!
"Hey, stop arguing. If you keep arguing, I'll call the teacher."
Zi Ling'er was worried with a sad face. It would be better if she didn't force Ye Fan to come over. Who would have thought that the two men would be so angry? "Ling'er, it's about a man's dignity, I won't let this clown go!"
"Feng Yanhui shouted.
Ye Fan rubbed his chin: "Ling'er, haven't you always thought that our Xia Kingdom's martial arts is not good?
I'll give you a show to open your eyes!"
Feng Yanhui made a decisive decision and turned to the members behind him and shouted: "Report it, clear the place, invite people! Invite the heads of the Propaganda Department of the Academy and the Department Propaganda Department!"
"President..." The members of the Taekwondo Club did not expect that Feng Yanhui would make the matter so big. If they lost, the reputation of their Taekwondo Club would be completely ruined! The boy just beat the real wooden board
It shows that his level is not weak! "Ye Fan, I will give you an hour to think about it carefully, and we will officially start in an hour!"
Feng Yanhui snorted coldly, turned around and left the Taekwondo club.
Naturally, he would not miss such a good opportunity.
Defeating Ye Fan will, firstly, quell the doubts of the new students, secondly, continue to increase the prestige of his Taekwondo club, and thirdly... let Zi Ling'er see with her own eyes what it means to be a man!