The Era of National Martial Arts

Song Lihong turned his head and cursed inwardly.

When I can beat you in the future, I will definitely find my way back.

At this time, the fight was fierce in the center of the ring.

Chen Gan was almost crushed and beaten.

Although it is not without power to parry, it is also seriously injured.

"Damn it!" Chen Gan was very aggrieved. He wanted to avenge Jiang Qi, but found out that he was not the opponent at all.

Suddenly, Chen Jiang stomped his feet, his right leg bounced, and he swept out with a whip kick.

There seemed to be a sonic boom in the air.

Chen Qian's pupils shrank sharply, and said secretly: "If you get hit, you will either die or be disabled."

"Admit defeat!"

Chen Gan shouted without hesitation.

At the same time, the body twisted in the air, trying to dodge the kick.

In the end, it was Song Lihong who arrived to avoid the tragedy.

"Ahem!" Chen Gan walked off the ring, coughing blood from the corner of his mouth, and said desolately, "Principal, I lost."

The principal of No. [-] Middle School's eyes were red, and he forced a smile and said, "No, you didn't lose, your spirit won."

The principal of No. [-] Middle School walked out of the auditorium and said loudly, "I, No. [-] Middle School, admit defeat."

"Principal, let me try it once."

Another student who hadn't come to the stage had red eyes, and hurried forward and said anxiously.

The principal of No. [-] Middle School shook his head and said, "No need, this kid is extremely aggressive and ruthless. In case of injury, it will affect the college entrance examination, and the gain outweighs the loss."

"Okay, the fifth middle school admits defeat, and the first middle school wins."

Immediately afterwards, Song Lihong announced: "Next, No. [-] Middle School vs. No. [-] Middle School. The match begins."

"This time, you can't compete with us."

Shen Yi smiled, and hurriedly ran towards the ring, fearing that Xu Zhen would cut him off first and then play him first.

If it's one wear three again, then their trip will be in vain.

It can be said that it is very easy to fight against No. [-] Middle School.

With Shen Yi fighting off two, Zhang Xu played to finish, securing the victory of No. [-] Middle School.

Xu Zhen sat on the bench once.

"Haha, cool, cool."

When Zhang Xu got off the ring, his face was full of excitement, and he exclaimed cheerfully.

"The next opponent is Yizhong." Xu Zhen murmured.

However, what he cared about was not Yizhong, but Chen Jiang.

He wanted to know what happened to Chen Jiang.

Why it took only two months before and after, but they were like two different people.

They haven't been in touch since Chen Jiang entered school.

Today, in two months, we met for the first time.

"I'll start!" Xu Zhen thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

Shen Yi heard the firmness in Xu Zhen's words, and asked, "Do you know that Chen Jiang?"

"He is my friend." Xu Zhen nodded.

"Okay!" Shen Yi responded.

Zhang Xu shrugged and had no opinion.

No matter what time, strength is the most important thing.

Xu Zhen is strong, he wants to start, and of course others will not object.

"Thank you!"

Xu Zhen said something and walked towards the ring.

Unexpectedly, it was not Chen Jiang who started the No. [-] Middle School.

"No.[-] Middle School, Han Yang!"

Xu Zhen frowned, he could only defeat the person in front of him.

"Second Middle School, Xu Zhen!"

Before the words fell to the ground, Xu Zhen stomped on his feet and rushed over.

This time, Xu Zhen almost used his full strength.

In the last match, he didn't plan to keep his hand.

As for the promise to be merciful to his subordinates just now, he had already thrown it out of the blue.

Rushed in front of Han Yang, landed on his right foot, and squatted down suddenly.

Relying on the force of the dive, he punched the past.

Han Yang's face darkened, and he suddenly became serious.

The pressure this person put on him was very similar to that of Ji Ze.

He is about the same strength as Ji Ze?

How can it be?

At this time, a sonic boom came into his ears, and his face was hurt by the wind of the fist.

wrong!