Han Sen punched Yu Mingzhi's arm, and Yu Mingzhi's face suddenly turned green. Yu Mingzhi, who recognized that the punch was a weak white punch, not only parried with one arm, but also didn't use much strength at all.
He was hit hard by Han Sen's black fist, and his arm was smashed into his face.
Yu Mingzhi suddenly felt dazed on his head, and then felt a sore feeling on his nose. He couldn't help but take several steps back, and fell to the ground.
There was a sudden silence in the classroom, and the students were a little stunned. The first punch just now could be said to be Yu Mingzhi's carelessness, but this punch was thrown when Yu Mingzhi was concentrating on it, and Yu Mingzhi still made a wrong judgment.
"A great god is a great god. He is so powerful even in black and white boxing."
"Haha, no matter whether we win or lose later, this punch is worth it. That's the Sixth Son of God, Yu Mingzhi!"
"This punch is so sour and refreshing."
"As expected of the master of our Black Hawk Military Academy, he is a bull."
"Haha, did you see that Yu Mingzhi's confident expression just now turned green in an instant?"
"He is simply an idol. How many students in the military academy are so famous?"
"It's really worth attending Professor Yan's class today."
Tang Zhenliu suppressed his laughter and almost felt internal injuries: "Yu Mingzhi, Yu Mingzhi, if you are smarter, you can save some face by finding a step down now, otherwise you will really be embarrassed to grandma.
Gone home."
Professor Yan, however, gave a serious analysis and teaching: "Textbook-style use of virtual strength, notice that his toes are slightly tilted out. This is actually a sign of using virtual strength. Generally, when using physical strength, the toes are slightly tilted in, but Han
Mori-san accurately used this point to create psychological confusion, making the other party think that he was using virtual force. This is just one of them. Look at his waist movements and shoulders..."
Professor Yan directly played back the holographic image of Han Sen's attack just now, made a detailed analysis, and pointed out the advantages of Han Sen's attack. Although the voice did not fluctuate much, the words expressed Han Sen's words.
One hit is highly praised.
"Oh my god, the master is really awesome. He actually made so many details in a simple punch." The students were even more impressed after hearing this.
Yu Mingzhi wiped away his nosebleed and got up from the ground, unable to keep a smile on his face.
However, Yu Mingzhi obviously did not know how to advance and retreat as Tang Zhenliu thought. He actually thought that it was his carelessness that led to this failure, and actually walked up to Han Sen again.
Naturally, Han Sen would not be polite to Yu Mingzhi. Han Sen could clearly see what this man was thinking. He just wanted to step on Han Sen's head to show how powerful Yu Mingzhi was. How could Han Sen be polite to such a person?
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Another punch hit Yu Mingzhi's face. Yu Mingzhi stared at Han Sen and made another judgment. No matter how you looked at it, Han Sen's punch had no murderous intent at all. Although the performance was fierce,
But it was a punch with no murderous intention at all. Such a punch was not even remotely threatening. Yu Mingzhi had absolute confidence in his own judgment.
He has been in the First Sanctuary for nearly ten years. He has experienced countless battles, large and small. He has rich experience in fighting the enemy. He can naturally feel whether the enemy has murderous intentions in their attacks.
Even if it is a sparring match between friends, as long as there is a desire to win when punching, there will be a little murderous intention, and it is impossible for him to feel nothing.
"White fist." Yu Mingzhi strengthened his judgment, but still subconsciously did not dare to use one arm as arrogantly as last time. This time, he crossed his arms in front of him to parry Han Sen's punch.
Bang!
With a pale face, Yu Mingzhi took several steps back before regaining his balance. He looked at Han Sen in disbelief. He clearly believed that Han Sen's punch was a non-threatening punch. How could it be another black punch?
But the students below were already so excited that they were about to scream. They didn't expect that Han Sen would beat Yu Mingzhi again.
If they weren't in class now, they would have wanted to run up to the stage and pick Han Sen up. This would be a shame for their Black Hawk Military Academy. The dignified Sixth Son of God came to their Black Hawk Military Academy to give a lesson and demonstration, but he was beaten by their Black Hawk Military Academy.
My classmate was beaten three times in a row. It would be so shameless to tell anyone about it.
In the future, whoever dares to brag that they went to see Yun Yun, the Sixth Son of God, Yu Mingzhi’s performance, will be able to look up at the sky at an awesome 45-degree angle and curl their lips in disdain: “The Sixth Son of God? Isn’t that awesome? Last time.
When I came to our school, one of my classmates beat me so hard that I couldn't even find him. That is to say, I didn't play at that time, otherwise it would have been even worse. What? You don't believe it and you think I'm bragging? If you don't believe it, go to our school and ask.
It’s that so and so…”
Professor Yan is still doing his job, imparting the advantages and theoretical knowledge of Han Sen's attack to his classmates in detail, but unfortunately, few students are interested in listening to his explanation.
Tang Zhenliu felt a little embarrassed for Yu Mingzhi, but because Yu Mingzhi didn't know whether to live or die, he couldn't take this breath and actually proposed to change him to be the attacking party.
Tang Zhenliu shook his head slightly: "This Yu Mingzhi is too narrow-minded and a little too ignorant to advance or retreat, otherwise he would not have ended up in this situation."
Han Sen agreed to Yu Mingzhi's request and switched to the defensive side. Yu Mingzhi stared at Han Sen and punched him hard.
Seeing the worried expressions on the faces of the classmates in the audience, Yu Mingzhi was secretly proud: "Now all of you must think that I have become angry and want to retaliate, so this punch must be a powerful black punch, right? You think so
That's a big mistake. I've just spotted this point about you, so I'll give you a white punch. Then I'll win the round, show my broad mind, and be able to save some of the face I just lost.
"
Yu Mingzhi aimed for a punch that Han Sen would definitely dodge. Who knew that Han Sen had no intention of dodging at all. He didn't even raise his arms to block it, and even one of his arms was useless.
He just stretched out a palm and blocked Yu Mingzhi's fist.
Yu Mingzhi's expression suddenly changed, but his fist was already grasped by Han Sen's palm, and the two of them were frozen there.
"Oh no, he's so handsome. Just now I thought Yu Mingzhi's punch must be a black punch, but I didn't expect it to be a white punch. A great man is a great man. In one word, handsome."
"That's called chic."
"The great master is really awesome, no one else has this level of confidence."
"I thought the great master was just a master of armor manipulation, but I didn't expect that even the black and white fists were so strong!"
Professor Yan was still analyzing and teaching meticulously, and more and more students came after hearing the news. There were even many students standing outside the windows looking in.
The students who did not occupy a seat were all watching the synchronized teaching holographic images on their smartphones.