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The Taekwondo Hall of Fudan University was crowded with people. Zhang Zhaoran was seen wearing a white taekwondo training uniform with a black belt tied around his waist. He stood on the stage and looked at Zhou Xiaoxu next to Ouyang Yu with contempt. Like.
In ancient times, a general with great martial arts skills was riding on his horse and looking at the soldiers who were about to die with pity in his eyes.
Zhou Xiaoxu looked at the crowd around him, then turned to look at Zhang Zhaoran on the stage who looked determined to win. He smiled, turned his head, took a few deep breaths, stretched his muscles and bones, and looked around him.
Ouyang Yu saw her looking at him nervously. Her eyebrows were furrowed together. The ten fingers of her hands were intertwined and intertwined back and forth, showing her inner worry.
Zhou Xiaoxu touched Ouyang Yu's smooth black hair. He said with comforting eyes: "Haha! Yu'er, don't worry about me. Although I, Zhou Xiaoxu, don't know anything about Taekwondo. Hehe! I can learn martial arts for twelve years.
Our Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound. Are we still afraid that Korea’s Taekwondo can’t succeed?”
Listening to Zhou Xiaoxu's words, Ouyang Yu's brows relaxed a little. It seemed that he was less worried after listening to his words. Ouyang Yu looked at Zhou Xiaoxu and smiled softly. Then he said: "Zhou Xiaoxu, I don't care if you learn.
How long have you been practicing martial arts? But I know that nothing can happen to you. If something happens to you or you get injured on that stage, I will condemn my heart for the rest of my life."
After listening to Ouyang Yu's words, Zhou Xiaoxu suddenly hugged her in the crowded Taekwondo gym. Zhou Xiaoxu's behavior caused the people in the Taekwondo gym to let out strong cheers. It seemed to be a clarion call of support for Zhou Xiaoxu's behavior.
Zhang Zhaoran looked at the two people who were still chatting with each other on the stage. The haze in his eyes became even more gloomy. He suddenly called out: "Zhou Xiaoxu, are you still stalling for time? If you are a man, then hurry up and come on stage."
Let me compete. If you lose, get away from Ouyang Yu."
Zhou Xiaoxu patted Ouyang Yu on the back and said to Ouyang Yu who was still shy: "Yu'er, don't worry, I'll take care of everything. It depends on your husband how I can deal with this clown who can't get on the stage." After saying this, Zhou Xiaoxu let go.
Ouyang Yu opened her arms and slowly walked to the stage.
Zhou Xiaoxu looked directly at Zhang Zhaoran across from him with a solemn expression. With a firm look in his eyes, he said: "Zhang Zhaoran has something to declare before the competition. And I want to explain it in front of these classmates." Zhou Xiaoxu looked under the table.
The crowd pondered for a moment, and then said: "Ouyang Yu is my fiancée. No matter whether I lose or win this competition, I can't use her as my lover as a bargaining chip in the competition. If Ouyang Yu doesn't love me, she
You can choose to leave me instead of forcing her to leave with this meaningless competition."
After saying this, Zhou Xiaoxu didn't care about Zhang Zhaoran's face, and looked at Ouyang Yu under the table with a tender face. He saw her face was blushing, and her eyes were looking at him with a look of admiration. Zhou Xiaoxu knew that maybe Ouyang Yu was
He had never thought about how he would interact with Zhou Xiaoxu in the future. But after contact, Ouyang Yu had officially fallen in love with him. Because from some of Ouyang Yu's words, Zhou Xiaoxu could feel the unique emotion in it.
.It should be love.
"Why does a man talk so much nonsense? Come on!" Zhang Zhaoran felt angry because of Zhou Xiaoxu's words. But when he saw Ouyang Yu's eyes looking at Zhou Xiaoxu, Zhang Zhaoran knew that he could not suppress his inner anger. He had to vent it out.
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Zhou Xiaoxu smiled, touched his nose, and made a move to let Zhang Zhaoran attack him. Then he stood there motionless like an old monk in his arms, waiting for Zhang Zhaoran's fists and kicks to come.
Zhang Zhaoran saw Zhou Xiaoxu looking down on him so much. The already uncontrollable anger in his heart grew stronger again. He shouted loudly and ran quickly in the direction of Zhou Xiaoxu.
When Zhang Zhaoran was still about three meters away from Zhou Xiaoxu, he suddenly took off and jumped. He raised his right leg and kicked Zhou Xiaoxu's head from above with a hard and accurate kick.
Zhou Xiaoxu still stood there motionless, without any panic in his eyes. It was as if he had already judged Zhang Zhaoran's moves. Suddenly Zhou Xiaoxu took a step back. A step back was a horse stance, and his upper body
It seemed that it had shifted a little further. It narrowly avoided Zhang Zhaoran's legs. But it was not over yet. Zhou Xiaoxu suddenly raised his hands and hugged Zhang Zhaoran's body that had not yet landed.
With such a slight flick, Zhang Zhaoran was thrown three meters away. Zhou Xiaoxu's action seemed simple. But if it didn't exceed ordinary people's judgment and agility, who would dare to do this? Unless he didn't want his own little head.
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The audience around the edge of the stage watched Zhou Xiaoxu throw the black belt master Zhang Zhaoran two or three meters away with just one move. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. Their mouths were opened and they forgot to cheer.
After landing, Zhang Zhaoran struggled a few times and stood up. He rubbed his buttocks that had been in close contact with the ground with his right hand. He looked at Zhou Xiaoxu with an expression of surprise in his eyes. Maybe he didn't expect that Zhou Xiaoxu was also a practitioner. Maybe in
In Zhang Zhaoran's heart, he just felt that Zhou Xiaoxu was simply lucky and stronger.
No matter what he said, Zhang Zhaoran thought he was a black belt master in Taekwondo. He put away the surprise in his eyes and his face became a little solemn. He didn't care how lucky Zhou Xiaoxu was or how strong he was, but he, Zhou Xiaoxu, gave himself up after all.
go out.
Zhou Xiaoxu smiled and said to Zhang Zhaoran: "Haha! This is the legendary Taekwondo? Let me tell you, Mr. Zhang, is Taekwondo just about embroidering the legs with fancy fists? Can you be more forceful?"
After listening to Zhou Xiaoxu's words, the audience around the stage suddenly burst into laughter. Even Ouyang Yu, who usually didn't talk much, also pursed his lips and smiled.
Looking at the people who were laughing at him, Zhang Zhaoran's face became extremely ugly. When had Zhang Zhaoran encountered such a thing? When had he been laughed at by others? Maybe this was really the first time. Zhang Zhaoran used words full of hatred
He looked at Zhou Xiaoxu, the culprit who caused all this. He stood up and attacked again.
I saw Zhang Zhaoran kicking his right leg on the ground, raising his left leg and then bending it. Then he suddenly exerted force with his left foot. He looked at Zhou Xiaoxu's chest and kicked it. If this kick hit Zhou Xiaoxu's chest, the force would definitely break the bone.
Several sternums. It seemed like a fierce move, but Zhou Xiaoxu didn't notice it. He only saw him protecting his chest with both hands. At the moment when Zhang Zhaoran's leg was about to step forward, Zhou Xiaoxu picked up Zhang Zhaoran's left leg with both hands.
. He just swung it up. Then he took a step back with his right foot. He swung Zhang Zhaoran's foot and spun it quickly. Before Zhang Zhaoran could roar, he threw his hands away. Zhang Zhaoran flew out again. Only this time.
The flying distance was not as far as two or three meters. Instead, it flew directly out of the stage.
The crowd around the stage saw that Zhang Zhaoran's body was about to hit them. They all quickly retreated to avoid it. They only heard a collision and a scream. Zhang Zhaoran fell to the ground. Zhou Xiaoxu touched his nose with his right hand.
Looking at Zhang Zhaoran outside the stage, he felt that his attack was a bit heavy.
Oh; wow; good skill;; After a moment, the onlookers watched Zhou Xiaoxu defeat Zhang Zhaoran, a black belt master in Taekwondo, with just two moves. The audience roared enthusiastically.
At this time, two people came out of the crowd and helped Zhang Zhaoran who was lying on the ground. They looked at him with concern. Then they looked at Zhou Xiaoxu with your fixed eyes and said: "Boy, I don't care who you are. This time you
He's dead. Do you know who our Young Master Zhang is?"
Zhou Xiaoxu, who walked to Ouyang Yu, listened to what the man said. With a playful smile on his face, he said: "Let me ask you, who is this young master? I am so afraid of death."
Seeing Zhou Xiaoxu's expression, the man said with a strange expression: "You can attack the son of the chairman of Dafa Group. Good boy, just wait." After saying this, the two of them started to support each other and continued to hate him.
Zhang Zhaoran walked out of the Taekwondo gym with a vengeful look.
The word "Dafa Group" seemed a little strange in Zhou Xiaoxu's mind. After all, he had been away for twelve years and had only been back in this city for a few days. How could he possibly know about Dafa Group? Zhou Xiaoxu laughed at himself. Then
He said to Ouyang Yu next to him: "Oh! It seems I'm out. I don't know anything about Dafa Group."
After saying this, Zhou Xiaoxu pulled Ouyang Yu through the crowd and came to the door of Taekwondo. Zhou Xiaoxu suddenly said ambiguously to Ouyang Yu: "Yu'er, hehe! Come to my house for dinner tonight."
"Ah;;; isn't this too hasty?" Ouyang Yu asked Zhou Xiaoxu hesitantly.
Zhou Xiaoxu looked at Ouyang Yu who was a little scared. He knew that girls are very thin-skinned. He suddenly asked her to follow him to meet his parents. Although she had met them before, the purpose of going this time was
The difference was that a prospective fiancée was visiting his home, Zhou Xiaoxu. She was a little embarrassed.
Zhou Xiaoxu didn't give Ouyang Yu a chance to think, so he took Ouyang Yu's hand and walked towards the gate of Fudan University.
Arriving at the gate, Zhou Xiaoxu stopped a taxi and opened the back door. With a smile on his face, he gestured for Ouyang Yu to get in. Ouyang Yu blushed and hesitated for a moment before walking into the car door.
After closing the door, Zhou Xiaoxu sat in the passenger seat and said to the driver: "Master, go to Hanbiwan;;;;;"