When Sun Shilin wanted to teach Ye Zihao a lesson, he was surrounded by his reporter friends as if they were interviewing a big star.
Among them, a young woman held a recording pen and asked curiously: "Mr. Ye! May I ask if you are confident in taking on the challenge this time?"
"fine!"
Ye Zihao said calmly, he knew that these media like to pick up rumors and gossip, and the more he spoke, the easier it would be for them to catch slips of the tongue and use them to sensationalize.
So, he simply acted perfunctorily.
"Mr. Ye! This time you are facing a black belt master. Do you feel any pressure?"
"fine!"
"Mr. Ye! Are you like last time, defeating the enemy with one move?"
"fine!"
Ye Zihao still responded calmly, but his cold attitude gave many fans a wrong impression.
This...is this the so-called loneliness of a master?
What a cool attitude!
However, I like it!
But Zi Hao's cold attitude made Sun Shilin very unhappy. In his opinion, Zi Hao was clearly ignoring him.
So, he walked up.
Suddenly, the crowded crowd retreated to both sides to make way for a passage.
Because they noticed the displeasure on Sun Shilin's face.
"Yi Zihao! You have come to challenge our Taekwondo Association members many times. As the president of the association, I officially challenge you!"
Sun Shilin was provocative when he came up, and the atmosphere at the scene quickly rose.
"Really? Why do I feel like you are coming to trouble me every time?"
Ye Zihao said calmly.
"Hmph! Don't deny it. Fists and feet have no eyesight. If you stay in the competition for a long time, you will inevitably get injured. There is a life and death certificate here. Please sign it!"
Sun Shilin threw a piece of paper to Ye Zihao, with three big characters written on it... life and death!
"Oh? It seems that President Sun is going to be cruel." Ye Zihao smiled playfully.
"Huh! I'm just giving you a warning, lest others say I don't know how to act properly." Sun Shilin snorted coldly and said.
"Okay! Since President Sun has said so, I will sign it!"
After that, Ye Zihao signed the certificate of life and death!
One sign of life and death, life and death are determined by destiny!
In an instant, the heated atmosphere between the two parties suddenly soared.
The war is about to break out!
Soon, both sides entered the ring.
At this time, a young practitioner, about 9 years old, carried a bottle of Gatorade drink and handed it to Ye Zihao.
"Big brother! You are my idol, I will buy you a drink." The little girl said, blinking her cute big eyes.
"Thanks!"
Ye Zihao smiled, then took the drink and drank it.
When the drink entered his mouth, he immediately felt that something was wrong with the drink.
Muscle wasting agent?
Suddenly, Ye Zihao frowned, secretly surprised.
As the 9th generation descendant of the Medical Saint Sect, how could he not taste the fishiness of this drink?
But what surprised him was that this child was so cute and innocent, how could he poison himself?
So, he pretended that nothing was wrong, reached out and touched the child's head, and said with a smile: "Kid, did you buy this drink?"
"No! Uncle Zhang Yaoming asked me to give it to you." The child shook his cute head and denied.
"Oh? Uncle Zhang!"
Ye Zihao smiled, and at this moment, he suddenly felt relieved.
Zhang Yaoming was afraid that he would win, so he resorted to such despicable tricks.
What made him even more unhappy was that he actually used the child's admiration for him to numb his carelessness.
mean!
It's so despicable!
However, poisons of this level are simply child's play for Ye Zihao, who often tests poisons.
So, he simply used the trick and took a few more sips of the drink.
At this time, Zhang Yaoming and the others couldn't help but glance at each other, as if they could understand the meaning in each other's eyes.
They know!
The plan was successful! This battle was definitely won!
…
At this time, both sides stood on the ring.
Sun Shilin was seen making a provocative move towards Ye Zihao.
He pointed his thumb down, his provocation was very obvious.
"Yi Zihao! You shouldn't have signed the life and death certificate just now, because this is the thing you regret most in your life."
Sun Shilin sneered and said.
"Oh? Then let me tell you, fighting me is something you will regret for the rest of your life."
Ye Zihao retorted not to be outdone.
"Hmph! Don't be so stupid. I'll let everyone know that Taekwondo is the strongest kung fu in the world! And you are the sick man of East Asia!"
Sun Shilin said provocatively and arrogantly.
"Stop talking nonsense! If you want to fight, just come and fight!" Ye Zihao raised his fingers at him with disdain on his face.
"Hmph! Come on!"
Sun Shilin took a posture and looked ready to make a move, but what was surprising was that he didn't rush forward.
Ye Zihao stepped forward and he stepped back!
Ye Zihao moves right, he moves left!
You advance and I retreat, you retreat and I advance!
…
Anyway, Sun Shilin was not in a hurry to take action. This was completely different from the hot scene that everyone had expected before.
"Oh no! What's going on?"
"What kind of conspiracy is the president doing?"
"Fight? Why don't you fight? What are you playing!"
…
Suddenly, the audience under the ring became unhappy.
The corners of Ye Zihao's mouth raised. He knew that Sun Shilin was not in a hurry to take action, he just wanted to wait for the effect of his medicine to take effect.
So, he simply cooperated with Sun Shilin in acting.
As time passed by, Sun Shilin became a little puzzled. The instructions clearly stated that it would take effect in 3 minutes, but 3 minutes had passed, but Ye Zihao had nothing to do with it.
Is it fake medicine?
Sun Shilin couldn't help but feel suspicious. After all, fake vaccines have been exposed recently. You said that the muscle wasting agent is fake, which is very likely.
Just when he thought the medicine was fake, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Ye Zihao frowned and covered his lower abdomen with his hands, as if he was in pain.
Ha ha!
The medicine is taking effect!
Sun Shilin was extremely excited, knowing that his time had come.
So, he cursed angrily, and then rushed forward with rapid strides.
"Yi Zihao! Suffer death!"
I saw Sun Shilin take a few steps, then rise into the air and perform a classic flying kick.
Whether it's timing, strength, or posture, it's simply perfect.
"Wow! The president's move is really powerful. Sure enough, the sword is still young!"
"This posture is so handsome that I have no friends!"
"Everyone, get your cellphones and take pictures!"
…
Sun Shilin's handsome kick made the fans in the audience scream for a while, and even he himself was confident that this move could kick Ye Zihao out of the ring.
When Sun Shilin's flying kick was about to hit Ye Zihao, just when everyone thought Ye Zihao would be kicked out of the ring.
Suddenly, Ye Zihao's eyes became sharp, and then he raised his foot without any warning and kicked forward suddenly, just hitting the sole of Sun Shilin's foot.
"ah!"
In an instant, Sun Shilin was kicked back by Ye Zihao and hit the ring pillar heavily, while Ye Zihao stood motionless.
That move just now was so simple and brutal!
Those fans who were optimistic about Sun Shilin's flying kick were dumbfounded.