Hearing Fang Yu’s words, the crowd burst into laughter.
His arrogant attitude, posture, and tone of voice made everyone find it amusing.
"Just you?"
Coach Jiang looked at Fang Yu with a cold eye and tilting his head, he continued, "Bai Ruoling, you always think my Taekwondo skills aren’t good, today is a perfect day to prove to you, it’s not that I’m weak, but that you’re too strong..."
Ever since he t Bai Ruoling, he was often beaten by her.
He couldn’t even co close to competing.
Bai Ruoling’s skills, combined with her otherworldly personality and looks, quickly made her a standout in the Taekwondo gym.
Many students ca here admiring her.
Coach Jiang was particularly attentive towards Bai Ruoling. Unfortunately... Bai Ruoling always ignored him.
Today...
A reckless guy knocked on their door.
And importantly, he was a friend of Bai Ruoling.
Coach Jiang had a lot of pent-up anger, finally, he had a place to vent.
He began to loosen up his muscles.
Crack.
Crack.
His wrists and neck emitted crisp sounds.
Coach Jiang gestured towards Fang Yu with a hooked finger, adopting a stance.
This stance, a signature Taekwondo opening move, clearly ant he was about to kick.
"Kid, before Coach Jiang makes a move, better beg for rcy. You didn’t bring any protective gear, if you get hurt... we might just compensate for your dical bills, but you’ll be the one suffering."
"That’s right, we’re just advising you kindly... you really can’t defeat Coach Jiang, harsh truth be told, don’t overestimate yourself!"
"Look at his build, he doesn’t look like soone who can fight, why bother making Coach Jiang step in, I can knock him down with one kick!"
"Everyone stop talking, I think this guy is just asking for it, see his stance... it’s just right to beat him!"
The crowd chid in agreent.
They too wanted to showcase their prowess in front of the beautiful Bai, but unfortunately, they couldn’t steal Coach Jiang’s thunder. Just watching was fine, who let him talk nonsense?
...
Fang Yu gently shook his head with a sigh.
"Nowadays, young people are ignorant and arrogant, learned so useless fancy skills, and think they are invincible... When I was around in Jiangzhou back then, you guys were probably still playing in the mud. Since you’ve encountered , as well... let give you this lesson, to tell you what a fist is, what society is..."
Fang Yu didn’t actually want to harm anyone.
After all, they were all ordinary people.
From them, Fang Yu saw the sa arrogance that he once had in Jiangzhou.
However...
He also paid a heavy price for it.
These people now are luckier because at least by the end of this lesson, they would profoundly understand this point.
"They’re still putting on airs to that extent!"
"Coach Jiang, I can hardly stand to watch anymore!"
"Beat him!"
"Don’t waste words on him!"
Amidst the crowd’s accusations.
Coach Jiang’s eyes beca intense and he said, "Today, let show you what Taekwondo is!"
As soon as his words fell.
Coach Jiang rushed forward with a lunging step, a 360-degree aerial kick!
The height was astonishing, aiming straight for Fang Yu’s head!
The move was fast and precise!
Keep in mind, he is a champion-level coach.
Even the most proficient Taekwondo student present might not be able to execute this move.
So female students covered their eyes, not daring to watch this scene...
In that lightning-fast mont.
Fang Yu made an astonishing move.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
His body leaned backward.
Yes, leaned backward—
A 45-degree backward lean!
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This defied physics!
It overturned their education and worldviews.
"How... is this possible?"
"Can’t be!"
"Is that even possible?"
The crowd was in an uproar.
Coach Jiang’s kick missed, and he stared at Fang Yu in astonishnt, saying, "Do you know kung fu?"
"Just a bit..."
"So you’re a practitioner, I should’ve guessed, no wonder you’re so arrogant! Since it’s a martial arts sparring, state your background!"
"I’m naless and sectless... Just picked up so tricks during my free ti."
Upon hearing this.
Everyone was skeptical.
Random moves countering a champion coach, who would believe that?
Coach Jiang’s expression darkened as he said, "Since you won’t tell, don’t bla for being rude..."
While speaking, he launched another flying side kick.
A side kick.
Multiple consecutive kicks!
Bang bang bang bang!
Fang Yu raised his hands one by one to block easily.
His other hand... naturally stayed behind his back, making his retreat stylish.
The more fiercely Coach Jiang attacked, the more surprised and shocked he beca.
How is this possible?
He couldn’t get close at all!
What kind of technique is this?
Not only him, but the students were also dumbfounded.
Who would have thought that this unremarkable man could display such incredible dexterity; every move he made showed the flair of a master.
"Too slow!"
"Still too slow!"
"Speed it up!"
Fang Yu began to reprimand as he blocked effortlessly, "And you call yourself a champion coach? I’d say a trash coach!"
"You could have done a direct side kick, but chose to do a 720-degree aerial spinning kick instead. Are you trying to show off? Show off requires capital, and clearly, you don’t have it!"
"Fancy moves are just that—useless show!"
Under Fang Yu’s relentless verbal mockery.
Coach Jiang’s face turned extrely ugly.
He roared and delivered a tricky side kick, putting all his strength into the attack aid at Fang Yu.
Everyone covered their eyes again.
Fang Yu just slightly smiled, standing still.
Bang!
Gang Qi erged!
A burst of energy sent him flying!
With a loud crash, he hit the floor.
Luckily it was a wooden floor; otherwise, it would have been fatal!
The room fell silent for a mont.
Everyone was dumbstruck, staring at Fang Yu in disbelief.
"Did he make a move just now?"
"It seed like he didn’t."
"How did he manage that?"
"I didn’t see clearly!"
Coach Jiang, lying on the floor, was severely shaken, his heart stirring like a violent storm; he scrambled to his feet and stared intensely at Fang Yu, saying:
"Inner Strength?"
Inner Strength?
That term is used in television to describe the True Qi and such possessed by martial arts masters.
Fang Yu thought to himself that it was an apt description for a cultivator’s Primordial and Inner Essence, so he didn’t deny it, just quietly watching him.
Clearly, he had tacitly confird it.
"I don’t believe it! How could there be such an expert in Inner Strength, and you kept dodging, what were you hiding?"
Coach Jiang charged forward, swinging his fist directly at Fang Yu’s face.
Fang Yu looked on coldly and said, "I’m not striking because... you simply can’t withstand any of my moves!"
He raised his hand.
"Small Luo Hand!"
Buzz.
Buzz!
A powerful burst of Gang Qi instantly sent Coach Jiang flying.
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