This was the only feeling Jiang Fan had after the opponent kicked him out.
This guy who claimed to have studied Sanda professionally for four years didn't know if he looked down on Jiang Fan too much, and his kick was obviously not serious.
Regardless of the strength or speed, Jiang Fan looked like he was joking.
Compared with slow motion, there is actually not much difference...
Therefore, Jiang Fan easily turned sideways and avoided the opponent's kick.
"Huh? It's interesting. You can hide very quickly, but just being able to hide is useless. I want to see how long you can hide!"
With a kick in the air, Zhou Xingwen's friend couldn't help but be startled. Immediately, a playful expression appeared on his face, and then he whipped his leg hard towards Jiang Fan's calf!
This leg used 100% of the strength, and the opponent was full of confidence. As long as this leg was hit, even if Jiang Fan's calf was not fractured by the direct slap, he would inevitably lose his support in an instant due to pain, causing him to fall on the ground.
On the ground.
And as long as Jiang Fan falls, he will naturally become a salted fish at his mercy!
In Sanda, the whip leg has always been an important weapon!
"Bang!"
A solid touch came instantly. Just as the man thought, Jiang Fan did not avoid his whip kick.
In other words, Jiang Fan seemed to be frightened. When he whipped out his whip leg, he just stood motionless on the spot, unable to make any dodge movements at all.
So his leg collided with Jiang Fan's calf without any fancy!
Subconsciously, his face lit up, but he didn't have time to think about what kind of routine he should use to beat Jiang Fan after Jiang Fan fell to the ground. His calf felt a solid touch, as if it had been kicked on a steel plate.
, and suddenly there was unbearable pain!
What's going on?!
Zhou Xingwen's friend's expression instantly became distorted. The severe pain caused all the strength in his legs to disappear completely. His whole body swayed. With his center of gravity unstable, he stumbled and fell directly to the ground.
on the ground.
His eyes instinctively fell on his leg bones, and then he discovered that his calf bones were obviously broken!
Even the muscle tissue was stabbed by the broken leg bone, and the area where it came into contact with Jiang Fan's calf became extremely swollen.
But... that boy obviously didn't make any move?! Could it be that... he was shattered by the force of the backlash?! How is that possible?!
Jiang Fan didn't know what was going on in this man's mind. After easily dodging his first kick, he still felt that the man's subsequent kick was quite unsatisfactory.
I want speed but not speed, I want strength but not power.
If he wanted to continue to dodge, it would certainly not be difficult, but Jiang Fan did not dodge again.
It's not that he can't react, but Jiang Fan wants to try to see how much the body's ability to resist blows will be improved after entering the product.
The result...very satisfying!
It was obvious that he was being kicked passively and was naturally at a disadvantage in terms of strength, but after carrying it so hard, he didn't feel any pain at all!
On the contrary, it was the other party who was obviously injured by the force's repercussions, and his calf might have been broken...
In this way, Jiang Fan had a rough judgment on his current physical condition.
In the world I live in, all martial arts are ultimately just a combination of striking, joint, and throwing techniques.
To put it simply, it is a competition of speed, strength and one's own ability to withstand blows.
Although Jiang Fan has just entered the level, he has not yet learned any real martial arts in that world.
But with his suddenly improved physical fitness and sharper five senses, coupled with the internal energy circulation that has been formed, Jiang Fan is very sure that he can definitely be considered good in this world just by relying on the simplest way to fight.
A master.
Even if he does not reach the first-class level, he must have professional-level strength. He is far from being the friend of Zhou Xingwen in front of him, and his level is comparable to that of an amateur.
After understanding this, Jiang Fan lost all interest in the people in front of him this week.
It is true that he and Zhou Xingwen had conflicts and contradictions, but the resolution of such conflicts and contradictions was actually not easy.
At least the advantages of fists and kicks, such as beating Zhou Xingwen directly, cannot really let him vent his anger.
Especially since Zhou Xingwen obviously came from a wealthy background, in such a society governed by the rule of law, if he has no connections or background and rashly breaks the law, he will almost certainly suffer a loss.
Therefore, for Zhou Xingwen's provocation and targeting, retaliation is of course necessary, but one cannot act impulsively.
At this time, Zhou Xingwen's friend was already covering his leg and screaming in pain on the ground.
Jiang Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him. He just looked at Zhou Xingwen and said, "Is your friend just that good? Is there anyone more powerful? If not... I'm afraid who will block who tonight... It's really not certain.
."
While speaking, Jiang Fan walked slowly towards Zhou Xingwen.
"You...what do you want to do!"
Zhou Xingwen subconsciously took two steps back, a look of panic appeared on his face.
He had no idea that his friend would be so vulnerable.
He was obviously the one who initiated the offensive, but why did he not see any movement from Jiang Fan in the blink of an eye, but his friend fell to the ground instead?
Listening to the heart-wrenching screams, it seemed that the injury was not serious, and Zhou Xingwen suddenly realized that tonight's events... seemed to be a little out of control?
"What do I want to do? This is a good question. Zhou Xingwen, after all, I am a classmate. I actually want to know, what do you want to do? The conflict in school was actually very childish to put it bluntly, but because of that conflict
, you have been targeting me for four years of college, and you even tricked me when I graduated, is that all?"
Jiang Fan said calmly.
"Bah! Who do you think you are! How dare you step on my face? Tell you, Jiang Fan! I don't care about other places, and I can't control them, but at least in this area of the capital, you can't even think about hanging around! You
Ask me if it’s not serious? I’ll tell you! Not bad!”
The panic on Zhou Xingwen's face faded a little, and he yelled at Jiang Fan angrily.
"That means there is no need to discuss it?"
Jiang Fan then asked.
"Yes! No need to discuss!"
"Crack!"
Before Zhou Xingwen could pronounce the word "measure" clearly, someone suddenly slapped him hard on the cheek!
Almost instantly, the side of the cheek that was slapped swelled up.
His head was whipped to one side, and his eyes were suddenly filled with unbelievable emotions.