"What's going on with Ning Fan? He doesn't even have any clothes. What will happen if his crotch is opened?"
"What the hell, just watch."
Jingle Bell!!!
The referee came up to the stage and said: "Now we invite two players to come on stage."
Senior Brother Li Jian looked disdainful and cast a look of contempt at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan came on the field in casual clothes, with his hands in his pockets and a calm look on his face. To be honest, facing an opponent of this level, he really couldn't arouse any interest.
"Big brother, big brother!" Wang Yanyan shouted in rhythm.
The people in the karate club shouted desperately, as if Senior Brother Li Jian above was their belief.
Not to be outdone, Chen Hao led his classmates to cheer for Ning Fan.
But how can more than thirty people shout louder than hundreds of people?
The referee said: "Let's compete until the point is reached!"
Senior Brother Li Jian had already raised the corner of his mouth, staring into Ning Fan's eyes, ready to attack at any time.
"Start!" the referee backed away.
"Ah!" Senior Brother was the first to strike, a straight punch to test Ning Fan's reaction speed.
Ning Fan ducked sideways and failed to hurt himself.
"ah!"
"Why do these foreign things always like to scream when they fight?" Chen Hao was puzzled.
On the field, after seeing that Ning Fan was more agile, Li Jian fired his bow left and right, forcing Ning Fan to retreat continuously.
Karate pays great attention to the coordination of the body, using both hands and feet to continuously create your own set of punches.
However, he fired several shots, but surprisingly he didn't touch the corner of Ning Fan's clothes.
"If you have the guts, don't hide and fight me openly?" Senior Brother Li Jian was a little angry.
"Fine!"
Ning Fan took out his hand and said, "Just one hand."
"Arrogant, arrogant!" Senior Brother Li Jian came forward with one step, raised his foot and whipped Ning Fan on the head.
Once, twice, three times...
Ning Fan just blocked it with one hand, as if he knew in advance where Senior Brother Li Jian wanted to attack.
Ning Fan kept attacking that position, but Ning Fan immediately resisted.
Senior Brother Li Jian started to pant, while Ning Fan didn't blush or pant, and was very calm.
"What's going on? Does Ning Fan have electronic eyes that can predict the way Senior Brother will attack in advance?"
"I don't know. In the current situation, senior brother is obviously at a disadvantage. This Ning Fan is not serious at all."
On the ring, Senior Brother Li Jian became more and more angry and jumped up and turned around and kicked.
Seeing this, Ning Fan stepped forward and pushed him out.
This move of turning around and kicking in the air can be easily broken, because at that time, the relatively large damage range was only the lower legs and feet.
Just rush forward to the opponent's waist and push hard to break it, without too many bells and whistles.
"What?" Senior Brother Li Jian didn't kick anyone, and was suddenly pushed by Ning Fan with his shoulder, causing him to lose his balance.
With a "bang!", the senior brother fell to the ground hard, like throwing a frog.
"Wow!"
The people below couldn't bear to watch. It was unimaginable that the senior brother, who had always been so fierce, was thrown to the ground.
"ah!"
The angry Senior Brother Li Jian stood up and was about to hit Ning Fan.