The Era of National Martial Arts

Xu Zhen said: "Naturally!"

auditorium.

"Fuck, Xu Zhen is really violent. He moves at high speed purely with physical strength, suppresses with violence, punches to the flesh, it's a pity that no one is his enemy."

"Yes, with his strength close to that of a warrior, in the non-warrior stage, he is completely a humanoid tyrannosaurus."

The martial arts teacher smiled. From their perspective, Anshi Middle School was doomed to lose.

In the auditorium of the No. [-] Middle School, Fan Hong frowned, without turning his head, and asked the assistant behind him: "Where did this kid come from? There was never such a person before the No. [-] Middle School."

The assistant trembled slightly. She had failed in this matter.

"Principal, I'll check right away." The female assistant stepped on high heels and ran out in a panic.

Fan Hong slapped hard on the guardrail, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked in the direction of No. [-] Middle School. Could this be Yang Wen's trump card?

Hmph, old fox.

Coincidentally, Yang Wen just turned his head and looked at each other, sparks shot out.

The two smiled slightly, nodded to each other, and turned their heads to look at the ring.

At this time, a girl came up from the direction of Anshi Middle School.

Unlike Wang Xu, there was no fear in her eyes.

Instead, a little eager to try.

"Anshi Middle School, Zhang Ting, please enlighten me."

"Hehe." Xu Zhen smiled and said, "Anshi No. [-] Middle School, Xu Zhen, please enlighten me."

This time, Xu Zhen did not attack.

Because when he was still going through the procedure, the opponent had already attacked.

You don't follow the procedure and attack directly?

Is it too much?

That being the case...

Xu Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't see any movement.

Even if Zhang Ting's fist was about to attack him, it was still the same.

Until she punched Xu Zhen's chest...

Xu Zhen snorted and took a step back.

The chest was suddenly severely injured, and there was a burst of tightness and dull pain.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Zhang Ting asked in surprise.

"It's early?"

It was too late to say it, but Xu Zhen grabbed Zhang Ting's fist with one hand and pulled it forward.

The whole body slammed close to Zhang Ting.

At the same time, he bowed his right knee and attacked Zhang Ting's abdomen.

Knee!

Zhang Ting's pupils shrank, and her face turned pale. She was just a student, and she had never seen such a fierce style of playing with injuries in exchange for injuries.

In an instant, he panicked.

"You...you..." Zhang Ting opened her mouth, but was so nervous that she didn't speak for a long time.

In the end, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

Xu Zhen didn't stop, and when he was about to bump into Zhang Ting's abdomen, he suddenly put a hand on his shoulder.

There is a person standing behind.

"Little friend, keep your hands, you will either die or be disabled."

Even so, Xu Zhen felt that his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move at all.

"So strong!"

Xu Zhen's face changed slightly, and he stopped kneeling.

Zhang Ting was also thrown down.

Zhang Ting's face was pale, and she tremblingly said: "I admit defeat!"

This time, she was deeply impressed, and she would never fight against Xu Zhen in the future.

Too fierce!

"Who did my little friend learn from? He has not yet become a martial artist at such a young age, but his fighting style is so fierce."

When Xu Zhen turned around, there was a middle-aged man with a square face standing behind him, and said with a smile.

It seems that he is not angry.

Even if Xu Zhen was suspected of hurting others.

"I don't have a master, I've been studying in No. [-] Middle School." Xu Zhen bowed slightly, showing awe of the strong.

"Oh? Talent?" The man in the middle of the square face was slightly surprised, and then said: "In the future, my little friend can go to the frontline army to experience it, it will definitely be of great benefit."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man with a square face turned around, left the ring and returned to the auditorium.

The seat he was sitting at was the seat of the Director of the Education Bureau.

This person is Lu Mingze, the director of the An City Education Bureau.

"Anshi No. [-] Middle School, win!"

After the announcement, Song Lihong wiped the sweat from his forehead, just now he was startled into a cold sweat.

Thinking of this, he gave Xu Zhen a resentful look.

This kid's strength is not good, but his fighting style is fierce, his moves are deadly, and he even does not hesitate to risk his life.