The whole room was filled with all kinds of cheering sounds. Similarly, some people were asking people from the Taekwondo gym to cheer, but the number of this group of people was relatively small. After all, this competition has now faded away.
The atmosphere has changed. It is not just a grudge between the Sanda club and the Taekwondo club, but it has become a subtle competition between Sanda and Taekwondo.
Although these people all understand that they cannot represent Sanda or Taekwondo, but here, on their stage, they hope to rely on their own strength to win glory for what they like.
The arrogant attitude of several Korean students and their contempt for Sanda aroused the anger of Chinese students. This is why most people are cheering for Zhang Hang. Sanda is a national quintessence of China, but now it is slandered.
It's not as good as Taekwondo. How can this make everyone not angry?
Even though many students in the Taekwondo Club cannot speak out to cheer Zhang Hang and others because they are in the same club, they will not help those Korean students to say good things about Taekwondo.
This has nothing to do with your own preferences, this has to do with national pride.
The group of Korean students obviously understand this, so they don't seem to be prepared to need everyone's shouting and cheering. For them, they only need to use facts to prove their words, and that's all.
Watching Zhang Hang take the field, Li Mingxun, who was standing in the field, also had a solemn look on his face. They all knew that Zhang Hang's Sanda ability was the strongest among all the people. They may not be his opponent, but he also had something in his heart.
There was a vague expectation that if I defeated him, wouldn't it mean that I had defeated the entire Sanda club?
Zhang Hang cupped his fists and saluted, while Li Mingxun bowed. Although the two sides were already very tense, etiquette was still essential.
Li Mingxun shouted low and put his feet forward and back into a stance, while Zhang Hang also raised his fists and stood sideways, which was the standard Sanda fighting stance.
Neither of them rushed to attack, but slowly moved closer to the center. Just when the two of them entered the attack distance of each other, Li Mingxun shouted, and his whole body suddenly moved, like an agile leopard, suddenly darting out of the grass,
He pounced on his prey with ferocity.
His body suddenly approached, his right foot suddenly flew up, and he kicked upwards. Zhang Hang leaned back slightly and dodged the kick. Li Mingxun landed on his toes, and his whole body flew up. Then he bounced up and kicked horizontally.
Clean and powerful.
Facing Li Mingxun's fierce attack, Zhang Xun took his time and moved his body sideways to block Li Mingxun's horizontal kick with his hands. His steps were steady and without any panic. He looked like he had rich combat experience.
Yang Hao took a look and said with a smile: "Zhang Hang is going to win."
When Yan Beibei heard what Yang Hao said, she was extremely happy and quickly asked: "Is it true? Are you sure?"
Yang Hao smiled: "I'm 90% sure."
Yan Beibei immediately became happy when she heard this, and said with a happy smile: "That's good, that's good, by the way, uncle, why do you say Zhang Hang is going to win?"
"Zhang Hang has rich fighting experience and is very calm. Didn't you say that his fighting power is higher than that of the young man just now? His opponent, the Taekwondo student, was obviously a little anxious, impetuous, and tried to use
The fierce and fast attack to knock down Zhang Hang was originally wrong in tactics. Since Zhang Hang was able to deal with it calmly, it means that he had a plan in mind. Think about it, when the Taekwondo student stopped attacking, it was Zhang Hang.
When fighting back."
While Yang Hao was talking, the battle continued. Li Mingxun really wanted to use fast and fierce continuous attacks to directly knock down Zhang Hang. However, Zhang Hang did not fight hard, he just retreated, dodged, and blocked. It seemed that Li Mingxun was occupying the position.
Although Li Mingxun seems to be in a good position, he is probably not far from defeat. After all, such fast and fierce continuous attacks are very energy-consuming. Zhang Hang was originally
He just came on the field, and he also used evasion to consume Li Mingxun's physical strength. As long as nothing unexpected happens, it is only a matter of time before Li Mingxun loses.
Yang Hao glanced at the Taekwondo blue belt coach. He also frowned. Apparently he also saw the problem. He turned around and said something to the students beside him. One of them was a tall and handsome Korean student.
Then he stood up and began to stretch, as if moving his body in preparation for going on stage.
On the stage, after a series of attacks, Li Mingxun's face turned red, he began to pant, and his attacks slowed down. Zhang Hang, who had been avoiding concessions, saw that the situation was almost over, and launched a fierce counterattack.
A side kick, an uppercut, and a body kick made Li Mingxun's body sway. Zhang Hang had already approached Li Mingxun, grabbed his clothes, and threw him with his backhand.
Snapped.
With a beautiful over-the-shoulder fall, Li Mingxun's body was directly knocked to the ground by Zhang Xun.
"pretty!"
"Throw well and let them win!"
"Zhang Hang, keep working hard and beat them up!"
Seeing Zhang Hang defeat Li Mingxun, the emotions of the onlookers were suddenly ignited. Each one of them shouted loudly and cheered for Zhang Hang. The atmosphere in the whole hall was lively.
The Korean student who was warming up before had already stepped onto the high platform and said in Chinese: "Zhang Hang, you are indeed good, but you will definitely lose in my hands. I will prove that Taekwondo is the real fighting art.
, Sanda is just the lowest level."
Zhang Hang's face darkened and he sneered: "Let's not talk about whether you can defeat me. Even if you can defeat me, so what. I can't represent Sanda, and you can't represent Taekwondo. Even if I lose, it's because I'm not good at studying.
, but it’s not that Sanda is not enough.”
The Korean student smiled slightly, with a bit of confidence and arrogance in his expression: "You must also know that you are not my opponent, and now you are making excuses for yourself."
Facing the Korean students' pressing step by step, Zhang Hang became really angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Whether he is your opponent or not, you won't know until you beat him. Come on, Park Zhengming!"
Yang Hao looked at the scene, turned around and asked, "Who is this person?"
Yan Beibei clenched her small fists nervously and said without looking back: "This is Park Zhengming, the president of the Taekwondo Club. He is a rich second generation. The Taekwondo master is his private coach, because he is tall.
He is handsome, his family is rich, and he is generous, so he is quite famous in school."
"Private coach?" Yang Hao was a little confused. Just now, he was wondering. Aren't all the clubs in the university organized by the students themselves? How could there be a blue belt Taekwondo coach, although the blue belt level is not too high?
, but the strength is just okay. At least it is no problem to play with one hand to open bricks or something. Now I know that it was Park Zhengming who hired him privately. With such a person's guidance, there must be many people willing to join Taekwondo.
Communicated.
Hou Xiaoqian bit her lip lightly and said, "Yes, it is said that Park Zhengming has been practicing Taekwondo since he was a child. He doesn't have good attainments in Taekwondo. I'm afraid Zhang Hang is not his opponent."
Yang Hao frowned slightly. Although he had always believed that martial arts was like knowledge and had no national boundaries. The various killing techniques practiced by people like him who had undergone rigorous training could be said to be a fusion of various killing techniques in the world.
The advantages of the school, and because of this, Yang Hao did not look down on the mentality of any school, but he also felt a little unhappy with the behavior of those Korean students. After all, Yang Hao was also a Chinese, and he was
A Korean slandered China's Sanda as bad, and he felt really unhappy.
In his heart, Yang Hao sincerely hoped that Zhang Hang would explode and give Pu Zhengming a lesson, but he also knew that this was probably unlikely.
Just like Pu Zhengming said just now, Zhang Hang had already made his point clear before the fight. Even if he lost, it was because he was not good at learning, not because he was not good at Sanda. This actually shows that Zhang Hang did not care about this battle.
Not much confidence.
Xi Feifei poked Yang Hao and asked in a low voice: "Brother Hao, do you think Zhang Hang can win?"
Yang Hao's eyes fell on the center of the crowd. Zhang Hang and Park Zhengming had already exchanged hands. Park Zhengming was tall and powerful, and his attacks were fierce and fierce. Under Park Zhengming's attack, Zhang Hang was no longer as relaxed as when he had just dealt with Li Mingxun.
It's a bit difficult to cope with.
Yang Hao shook his head and said: "I'm afraid I can't win. It can be seen that this Park Zhengming has indeed practiced Taekwondo for a long time, and it should be a very professional practice. Every move is clean, fierce and powerful, and this person has a decisive personality. He should
There is no hesitation when taking action. Although Zhang Hang is also very good, his Sanda is wild and has not been specially trained. Compared with Park Zhengming, he is a step behind..."
When Xi Feifei asked Yang Hao, Yan Beibei and Hou Xiaoqian next to her also pricked up their ears. When they heard Yang Hao's answer, the three people's faces showed disappointment.
Yan Beibei waved her small fist and said bitterly: "Even if Zhang Hang loses, it's not like Pu Zhengming said that Sanda is not good. He is clearly bullying others who don't have professional teachers to guide them."
"That's right, this is bullying." Hou Xiaoqian also said angrily, suddenly turned her head and looked at Yang Hao with a pleading look on her face: "Brother Yang, you won't refuse to save me, will you? They are bullying us, Hua Xia Wu
Man, can you keep watching?"
"Yes, Brother Hao, you must take action. If you don't take action, huh, I will make trouble for you." Xi Feifei also helped, and it was obvious that they were not very interested in Park Zhengming.
, all want Yang Hao to take action to correct him.
Yang Hao smiled bitterly. He went on to bully Park Zhengming, who was still a college student. Isn't that really bullying the young? Even if he won, it would be a weak victory.
"How do you want to cause trouble for me?"
Xi Feifei said proudly: "If you don't help, I will take off my sunglasses, identify myself, and then yell at you to touch my butt and eat my tofu..." (To be continued)