After Ye Ming understood the rules, he waved and said calmly: "Come on!"
"Master, Du Dazhuang's pusher is the most powerful in our class, and many senior sports students are no match for him. You have to be careful." Song Yuyan and other girls reminded. Ye Ming nodded slightly, with a relaxed look on his face.
He didn't take Song Yuyan's reminder to heart at all. Let alone an ordinary student of Du Dazhuang, even if he met a real Tai Chi master, he would still have the confidence to compete with him.
"Classmate Song Yuyan, please pay attention to your position. We are in a group, okay?" Liu Pengfei coughed. Song Yuyan stuck out his tongue and silently retreated into the crowd.
"Be careful!" Yang Yuxi whispered to Ye Ming, who gave her a reassuring look and stood proudly with his hands behind his back, showing his aura of being a master. When a group of girls saw him like this, they couldn't help but praise him. Some of them
The girl's eyes have started to turn red.
"Come on!" Liu Pengfei patted Du Dazhuang's shoulder and gave him a secret look. Du Dazhuang nodded knowingly and came to the court, standing one meter apart from Ye Ming.
Ye Ming and Du Dazhuang took a horse stance, touching each other's right feet and holding their right hands firmly together. At Liu Pengfei's order, they started simple push hands.
Du Dazhuang was the first to attack. He grabbed Ye Ming's wrist with his right hand and pulled it back. Ye Ming's body leaned forward. Du Dazhuang was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Ye Ming didn't resist at all, but then he sneered secretly. In this case, he
You're welcome.
A sharp light flashed through his eyes. Du Dazhuang's body was half-crouched, his center of gravity was lowered, and his right arm was flexed and contracted behind him. Ye Ming's arm seemed to have no bones, and it stretched forward as Du Dazhuang's arm flexed and contracted.
Du Dazhuang's right arm had been flexed to the maximum limit, and Ye Ming's center of gravity had moved forward a lot, but he still did not leave the place, and there was still a faint smile on his face, as if he was at ease.
"How is this possible!" Du Dazhuang was horrified and was about to change his strategy and change from pulling to pushing. At this moment, Ye Ming suddenly moved, and his already straightened arm stretched forward again.
One inch, two inches, three inches, half a foot...
Du Dazhuang had already reached his limit. When Ye Ming stretched out his arms three inches, his toes were already off the ground, and when Ye Ming stretched out one foot, he was lying directly on the ground.
"It seems that I won!" Ye Ming said lightly. Everyone was stunned and looked at the two people with disbelieving eyes. A strange aura rippled in the field. No one could have imagined such a result.
Wow!
After a brief silence, there was an uproar in the venue.
"Du Dazhuang actually lost, and lost so miserably, it's so possible."
"This is too fake. It is too strong to say that he effortlessly defeated Du Dazhuang, who is ranked among the top pushers in school."
"Master is great, Master is so handsome!"
Everyone was talking, most of them in disbelief, while some idiots like Song Yuyan jumped up and down in cheers, completely forgetting their own positions.
"What's going on?" Liu Pengfei stepped forward to help Du Dazhuang and asked in a low voice. If it weren't for the fact, he wouldn't believe it. "I lost." Du Dazhuang said in despair. He lost
Ye Ming defeated him in an understatement, which was a big blow to him.
