"Really? In fact, Tai Chi uses softness to overcome hardness and uses force to fight. The harder the force, the worse the loss will be." What Zhang Yang said is the truth.
But for Chen Gang, this was undoubtedly the biggest provocation. He frowned and looked at him with sharp eyes.
Zhang Yang didn't have any good impressions of him either. His arrogant attitude and high tuition fees made him feel that these people were just defrauding students of their money in the name of the gym.
Chinese Tai Chi and Chinese Kung Fu are extensive and profound, but they cannot steal the limelight from these people. Today I made up my mind to frustrate his prestige.
"Then I would like to learn from classmate Zhang Yang's Tai Chi Kungfu. Let's finish the order and learn from each other." Chen Gang laughed angrily, and his words were very generous.
After all, he has experienced hundreds of battles, has the title of Donghai Taekwondo champion, and is a seventh-dan master, so he is still very confident in himself.
However, he didn't want to be known as bullying the younger students, so he spoke more politely, but in his heart he made up his mind to teach Zhang Yang a lesson.
"Okay, I also heard that Coach Chen is the Taekwondo champion of Donghai City, and I want to take a lesson." Zhang Yang flattered and agreed.
"Wear protective gear to avoid accidental injuries."
"No, it's uncomfortable to wear that thing."
"Fistes and feet have no eyes. If I accidentally hurt you, please bear with me." Chen Gang said ugly words in front of him, which could be regarded as leaving a way for him to escape before he could hurt him.
"Both each other, if I accidentally hurt Coach Chen, don't blame me."
"You have such a strong tone, and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue." Ouyang Ting rolled her eyes at him and said with a contemptuous tone.
For her who likes Taekwondo, Chen Gang's honors are enough for her to admire and admire, and he has naturally become her idol.
Hearing that Zhang Yang was so ignorant, I couldn't help but feel full of contempt.
"Coach Chen took action personally, who do you think will win?" The students began to discuss quietly again.
"Nonsense, of course it's Coach Chen. This championship is not won by mere boasting."
"But that kid showed off his skills just now and it's not bad. I think he looks like a master."
"It's okay to deal with little girls, but for a master like Coach Chen, I bet he will fail miserably."
Most of the students unanimously believed that Chen Gang won. After hearing this, Zhang Yang made up his mind to let them experience the power of Tai Chi.
"You take action." Chen Gang obviously heard the students' discussion, his face was full of pride, and he said confidently.
"Chinese Tai Chi emphasizes movement with stillness." Zhang Yang raised his voice a lot, deliberately letting all the students hear that he was using Chinese Tai Chi.
"Okay, let's see what the moves are." Chen Gang saw that he was talking about China, and he obviously didn't take Taekwondo seriously. He couldn't hold it anymore, and kicked Zhang Yang in the chest with a shout.
"As promised, you can't use qigong."
Ouyang Ting didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but she shouted at this juncture to remind the two of them of the agreement.
Zhang Yang felt a strong wind coming, and Zhumen Zhenhuo instinctively filled his body with defense. Hearing Ouyang Ting's shout, he hurriedly took back his zhenqi.
But just during this hesitation, he immediately received a heavy kick in the chest, and felt a sense of suffocation. He took two steps back and finally stabilized his body, and his face was immediately filled with anger.
This was not a sparring match, it was clearly a cruel attack. If an ordinary student received such a kick, he would definitely be seriously injured.
"Did you see that he is no match for Coach Chen?" The student just now was very proud of his judgment.
"It's just the beginning. It's too early to draw conclusions now."
"Didn't you see that he had no power to fight back?"
"The female classmate just now didn't let her use Qigong. Could it be that her Qigong is very powerful?" The students began to discuss and argue quietly among themselves.
"Tingting, please stop saying a few words. He is not competing with you now, so the agreement certainly does not count."
Feng Yanran saw what her cousin was thinking, but couldn't explain clearly. She could only pull her arm to complain, and reminded Zhang Yang that there was no need to abide by such an unfair agreement.
"You can use Qigong."
Chen Gang was stunned at first. He didn't expect that Zhang Yang could hold on after being kicked by him. He also heard the students' comments, which made him suspected of a sneak attack due to Ouyang Ting's shouts.
"No, I will use the simplest Tai Chi." Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders, bent his legs and made an extremely beautiful Tai Chi starting movement.
If just now he just wanted to teach Chen Gang a little lesson and let students know that Chinese Tai Chi is also worth learning, but now that he saw his ruthless attacks, he was even more determined to destroy his signature.
"Then I won't be polite." Chen Gang didn't dare to be careless at this time, and kicked him in the head with a basic Taekwondo move.
Although the movements are simple, they have become fast and powerful after years of practice. Moreover, the distance between the two is very close. He is confident that Zhang Yang cannot dodge, so he can only catch his own move.
A strange scene occurred. Zhang Yang disappeared like a ghost. If the kick continued, the entire flaw in his back would undoubtedly be given to the opponent.
Surprised, he hurriedly stopped pulling in his strength, and his body wanted to retreat quickly.
However, he found that his ankle was suddenly grabbed by a big hand. Following his retreat, he pushed hard, and his whole body flew out like a kite with broken strings, and fell heavily to the ground.
There was a sound of surprise from all around, and Chen Gang stood up like a carp.
Zhang Yang was standing there, looking at him with a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Coach Chen, are you okay?" Ouyang Ting hurried over and asked with concern.
Chen Gang was thrown a few meters away, out of the range of the cotton pad, and fell to the floor, which made her a little worried.
"It's okay, get out of the way." Chen Gang became angry, but Ouyang Ting's concern turned into a great irony, and he pushed her aside.
With a fierce expression on his face, he suddenly rushed forward a few steps and jumped up, and kicked Zhang Yang hard in the chest with a series of kicks in the air.
Such an action is completely condescending, and the force of the fall can be said to be completely fatal.
Zhang Yang took two steps back to avoid the fatal blow, and this also played into Chen Gang's mind. While he was still on his feet, he turned 360 degrees, used all his strength on his feet, and kicked him hard.
Chest.
The whole movement was done in one go, showing his strength as a Taekwondo champion, and the surrounding students even burst into cheers.
When everyone thought that Zhang Yang was hiding in embarrassment again, he suddenly stepped forward, quickly grabbed Chen Gang's collar, and pulled hard.
Immediately, he stretched out his right foot and shook it under his feet. Chen Gang completely lost his center of gravity, and with his fierce strength, he fell upside down and pierced the cotton pad.
There was a sound of surprise around them, and even Ouyang Ting and the two sisters immediately became excited. Even if there was a cotton pad underneath, Chen Gang would inevitably break his neck and die.
"Bang"
Just when Chen Gang's head was about to touch the ground, Zhang Yang kicked him hard in the abdomen, sending him flying away.
There was an uproar. Chen Gang struggled on the ground a few times, but fell down again weakly. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of hatred and fear.
"you win."
"If you hadn't been so ruthless, you wouldn't have lost so miserably."
Zhang Yang sneered and made a pun. Only Chen Gang understood what he said. It was his cruelty that caused the current result.
"Don't get too proud too soon, I will learn from you again at any time."
"Then I'll be waiting for you at any time." Zhang Yang replied with a sneer.
"This classmate, may I ask where you learned Tai Chi?" A girl with acne on her face ran over first and asked.
"Yes, where did you learn it? Can you introduce me to it?"
"How much is the tuition? Is it far from the school?"
Zhang Yang was suddenly surrounded by such classmates, and he was caught off guard by the incessant inquiries. He hurriedly said: "I don't know where it is, but you can go back and ask around. There must be a place to study."
"Then where did you learn it?" a classmate asked reluctantly.
"I learned it in my hometown in the countryside. How far away is it from here?"
"Then you will teach us? We will recognize you as our coach?"
"Yes, how much do you want us to learn from you?"
"I heard that there is a school nearby. You can ask around tomorrow." Zhang Yang lied hastily and got rid of these students.
Chen Gang's eyes were about to burst into flames of anger, knowing that after his troubles, the business of his Taekwondo gym would definitely plummet, and he became more determined to take revenge on Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang quickly walked up to Ouyang Ting and the two sisters and said, "I think you'd do well to learn from me. I'll give you a 20% discount on the tuition."
"Don't even think about it, you are nothing special."
Ouyang Ting finished speaking angrily, glanced at Chen Gang who had just struggled to stand up, pulled her cousin and walked out.
I originally wanted to teach Zhang Yang a lesson, but I didn't expect that he would steal the spotlight. At the same time, I was very disappointed with Chen Gang, so I naturally gave up the idea of ​​continuing to learn from him.
It was past ten o'clock when Zhang Yang returned to the dormitory. The preparatory class seemed to have special treatment. All the lights in the ordinary dormitories had been turned off, and only the lights in the preparatory class dormitory were still flickering.
Liu Yingjie was lying on the bed in the dormitory, pretending to be asleep, secretly glancing at him from time to time but not daring to speak.
Zhang Yang ignored it lazily and simply took off his clothes and went to bed. The bed next to him was still empty. Apparently the last roommate hadn't arrived yet.
In class the next day, Ouyang Ting still ignored him, which made Zhang Yang feel helpless. He deliberately tried to get close to her several times, but was rejected.
"Zhang Yang, you were so awesome last night. You actually broke the bulletproof glass." Wang Yang came over during the break and said with a look of admiration on his face.
"Xiaoji, is your cousin okay?" Zhang Yang asked casually, not in the mood.
"My teeth are all loose and my face is as swollen as a steamed bun. I guess I won't dare to go out even if I go back."
"What? Did they go back?" Zhang Yang asked hurriedly, thinking of Su Jin'er's charming face, he felt a little nostalgic in his heart.
"Yes, you returned to China last night. You have brought glory to China."
"Okay, hurry up and go back to class. Don't be nagging." Zhang Yang felt even more disappointed and even a little irritable.
"Okay, okay, I won't disturb you anymore." Wang Yang was completely convinced by him, and with a smile on his face, he turned around and left in a hurry.
The restaurant was still bustling at noon, and Zhang Yang still arrived at the teacher's window. With Wang Yang's ten thousand yuan, he felt more confident.
Seeing Ouyang Ting and Feng Yanran still sitting at yesterday's dining table, I felt happy and deliberately ordered an extra order of spicy chicken nuggets and braised pork ribs and walked over.
"Why are you here? Why are you so thick-skinned?" Ouyang Ting said in disgust when she saw him coming over without hiding her disgust.
"Didn't I say that yesterday? This is a public place, I can sit wherever I want."
Zhang Yang smiled, glanced at Feng Yanran and said. (To be continued)