Chapter 2520 The first person of the younger generation!
An extremely dull sound came out instantly.
Immediately afterwards, everyone in the field widened their eyes at the same time.
I saw that everyone originally imagined that the short-haired young man would be kicked down.
But at this time, the short-haired young man did not move at all.
The two legs seemed to be welded to the ground with cement, motionless.
"ah!!"
The next second, Xiaopeng screamed and rolled on the ground holding his legs.
The screams, like those of a slaughtered pig, reached everyone's ears.
He used all his strength to sweep Tang's legs just now.
And the moment his legs collided with the short-haired young man's, it felt like he was thrown onto a telephone pole.
What would be the consequences of using all your strength to hit a telegraph pole made of reinforced concrete with your legs?
I'm afraid it's lucky that it didn't break as a bone.
"Senior Brother Peng!!"
Li Hao and others' eyes suddenly widened with shock on their faces.
Xiaopeng is so vulnerable in the hands of a short-haired young man?
How strong must the legs of that short-haired young man be?
"Haha, according to the classification of Taekwondo, the fifth senior brother is a black belt master."
"Fifth senior brother can easily smash a six-centimeter-thick solid board."
"He alone wants to compete with Fifth Senior Brother in leg skills? He is really looking for death!"
All the disciples of the Taekwon sect had very disdainful expressions on their faces.
After Xiaopeng screamed, he gritted his teeth and stood up.
"Come again!"
Xiaopeng rubbed his legs and punched the short-haired young man again.
He now knows that this short-haired young man has good leg skills, so naturally he will not compete with him in leg skills.
"You can't even box."
The short-haired young man sneered and punched out as well.
"Bang!"
The two fists collided again.
"hiss!"
Xiaopeng also took a sharp breath of air again, and kept retreating uncontrollably.
The short-haired young man took advantage of the victory and pursued Xiaopeng fiercely.
"If you say you can't do it, you just can't do it!"
The short-haired young man became more and more disdainful and punched Xiaopeng several times in a row, knocking Xiaopeng backwards and leaving him unable to parry.
"Plop!"
Finally, Xiaopeng was knocked to the ground.
The moment he fell to the ground, he knew that he would never get a chance to stand up.
As expected, the short-haired young man's attack came like a violent storm.
Xiaopeng was not given any chance to stand up.
"Go to hell!"
The short-haired young man had a cold face and kept attacking crazily.
Xiaopeng could only be beaten and had no chance to fight back.
"well."
The second elder sighed softly and shook his head slightly.
The third elder was very angry when he saw it, but he couldn't take action and could only suppress his anger.
"Xiaopeng, admit defeat."
The great elder's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.
The short-haired young man stopped his hand, and the pride on his face became more intense.
As for the disciples of the Taekwon sect, they no longer even bothered to ridicule.
The results are before our eyes, and there is absolutely no need to say anything more.
"Ye Tong, what do you think is your chance of winning?"
The great elder looked at the female disciple and asked softly.
Ye Tong, the number one among the younger generation in the sect.
Excellent talent and extraordinary strength.
At such a young age, he has continued to break through the limits and accomplished things that even male disciples have not been able to do.
In fact, the strength is almost the same as that of the third elder.
And two months ago, he became an elder candidate.
This is definitely the best genius in the sect.
As long as she is given time, her height will definitely surpass that of the great elder, and even surpass the sect leader, which is not necessarily impossible.
"If this is all his strength, I can defeat him in three moves."
Ye Tong slowly raised his head with a calm expression.
That delicate face looked very calm, and the confidence deep in his eyes was extremely firm.
Dressed in plain brocade white clothes, she shows her temperament even more.
Many male disciples in the sect stared at Ye Tong closely.
And those female disciples, no matter what they looked like, were eclipsed in front of Ye Tong.
This Ye Tong is definitely the goddess in the hearts of these young disciples of the sect!
Not only is he beautiful in appearance, he is also extremely powerful.
"Okay, then you go and try."
The great elder nodded.
No matter what the final result is, they cannot give up the fight.
Otherwise, there would be no need for the sect to exist.
This kind of behavior is definitely the greatest contempt.
If there is no one in the sect to fight against it, then what is the meaning of this sect’s existence?
Ye Tong nodded slightly, and then slowly stepped forward.
Li Hao and others' eyes widened and they focused on Ye Tong.
This is already the strongest master that their sect can produce.
If even Ye Tong can't defeat the opponent, then their sect will become a complete laughing stock!
Therefore, Ye Tong really carries the hopes of the entire sect and everyone at this time.
"Hey, your sect has no men anymore?"
"He actually sent a woman to fight? Hahaha!"
The short-haired young man laughed, with a sneer on his face.
The disciples of the Muay Thai sect also burst out laughing.
His face was full of disdain and ridicule.
Women are inherently weak. This is a deep-rooted impression in many people's minds.
Therefore, if the Great Elder sends Ye Tong at this time, it will naturally attract ridicule.
This time, even the great elder blushed.
After all, if he could still let other disciples fight, he would not let a girl like Ye Tong take action.
But, even Xiaopeng has been defeated, who else can he use?
Lu Feng's current situation is unclear, and he has no hope.
And the great elder also understood that even with Lu Feng's strength, he was no match for this short-haired young man.
Therefore, Ye Tong could only take action.
"If you want to fight, just fight, no need to talk nonsense."
Ye Tong stood in the field with a cold face.
"Haha... I won't have any sympathy for you."
The short-haired young man slowly turned his head, looked at Ye Tong and sneered.
But Ye Tong had no intention of answering the conversation and just stood there.
"Coming!"
The short-haired young man shouted, suddenly held his breath, and ran over.
"Whoa!"
At this moment, Ye Tong's palm stretched out seemingly lightly.
"Crack!"
The next second, Ye Tong's palm suddenly increased in speed and struck towards the short-haired young man.
"Crack!"
It was strong and hit the young man's arm.
With a slap, the young man's arm was slapped directly to the side, and his body was almost unsteady.
It is hard to imagine that Ye Tong's seemingly weak arms actually contain this powerful power.
Ye Tong retracted his palm, his expression still extremely calm.
Crisp and neat, without any sloppiness.
"Hey, isn't it a bit awesome?"
The disciples of the Taekwon sect looked at Ye Tong with some surprise.
Li Hao and others, on the other hand, were silently shouting in their hearts.
Ye Tong is their last hope.
Whether he can regain his dignity depends on whether Ye Tong can defeat the short-haired young man!
The short-haired young man shook his arm, and there was a burst of pain where Ye Tong had hit him.