"F*ck, that's impressive. It's such a fierce attack. So he ran to use the rebound force from the wall to give a roundhouse kick."
Everyone was shocked.
No one expected Li Le to give such a kick.
Even the fans in Fang Gang's live broadcast room felt nervous for him.
"F*ck, a professional is indeed a professional."
"As expected, we can't always believe what we see online."
However...
Bang!
Fang Gang raised his hand and managed to block this sudden lightning-like attack.
He had practiced Brazilian jiu-jitsu for many years and was very familiar with this kind of close-ranged physical attack. How could he not block it?
Not only did he block it, he even grabbed Li Le's foot with a backhand.
Li Le's expression changed. If he was grabbed, he would be crippled.
Borrowing the strength from the grab, he tapped the ground with his other foot.
"Ah!"
He suddenly shouted and performed another roundhouse kick.
In the end...
Everyone watched as Fang Gang ignored the roundhouse kick. He grabbed one of Li Le's legs and backtracked.
Li Le lost his center of gravity and was thrown to the ground. He let out a muffled groan and had yet to react to his situation.
Fang Gang grabbed Li Le's leg and twisted it. He spun around on the spot and trapped Li Le's leg in a twisted position.
He pulled it gently.
"Ah!"
Li Le screamed in pain and kept hitting the ground with his hands.
Fang Gang got up from the ground with ease.
He gave Li Le a thumbs down.
All the Taekwondo practitioners felt their legs weaken.
Among them, Li Le was the best.
Fang Gang took a look and everyone said, "Who else?"
That arrogant attitude and arrogance of his angered Li Le to the extent where he was going crazy.
However, there was nothing he could do. He looked at Yang Dianfeng, who was watching the show with Yang Qing, and his heart was filled with joy.
"Hmph, Fang Gang, don't be so arrogant. It's nothing if you've defeated me.
"I have friends who are way more powerful.
"Oh, there's such an expert? Then I have to experience sparring him."
Fang Gang crossed his arms as he said.
Li Le stood up and stretched his limbs. Before Yang Dianfeng could react, Li Le was already by his side.
"The expert is my friend, Yang Dianfeng."
Yang Dianfeng was a little confused.
'He's framing me.'
Yang Qing's expression changed instantly. "Li Le, you're framing him."
"How am I framing someone? Didn't you just say that your boyfriend is a martial arts expert?"
"You —"
Yang Qing was so angry that her face turned pale.
However, the more she acted this way, the angrier Li Le got.
"Yang Dianfeng, didn't you just say that you're very powerful? I haven't had the chance to compete with you yet.
"No matter what, your girlfriend is also a Taekwondo practitioner. Are you just going to stand there and watch?"
To be honest, Yang Dianfeng had no confidence in himself.
Although the system said that his body had been strengthened.
Nevertheless, he had no idea to what degree his body had been strengthened.
"If you don't want to go, it's okay. You're not specialized in this field, no one will laugh at you," Yang Qing said.
It was fine if she did not say that.
After hearing what she said, Yang Dianfeng suddenly felt emboldened.
He walked out.
Everyone's eyes were wide open.
"He's really doing it."
"Oh my god, isn't Yang Qing's boyfriend a little wild? Look at his arms and legs, they don't look trained."
"Yeah, if he refuses to fight, although it'll be a little embarrassing, it's still better than being abused."
"Yeah, where did he even come from?"
Meanwhile, Yang Dianfeng walked directly to Li Le and patted his shoulder. He said, "You were right about something just now. I've forgotten that my Qing'er is a practitioner of Taekwondo. As her boyfriend, how can I not stand up for her?
"Even if I'm an amateur, even if my bones will be broken, I can't be a coward."
His words were impassioned.
Yang Qing's eyes lit up. 'Is he putting in so much effort just to show off, or is he really doing it for me?'
She never thought of a third possibility.
Fang Gang found it was meaningless.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was all Li Le's doing.
"Kid, if you're not from the Taekwondo club, then get lost immediately. I don't compete with non-professionals."
"Who says he's not a professional? He's a martial arts expert."
Fang Gang looked at Li Le and said, "If you're not convinced, then let's continue fighting. If we aren't going to fight, then stop talking f*cking nonsense."
"Let's just give it a try."
Yang Dianfeng said.
His words stunned everyone.
"Oh my god, does he want to die? I'm afraid he'll be killed in an instant."
"Yeah, those arms and legs are too thin. I think they'll break."
Fang Gang also sneered and said, "You better consider the consequences, I won't be paying for your medical fees."
However, in the next moment.
Yang Dianfeng suddenly said, "How much money do you have in total?"
This line of thought confused everyone. They did not understand what Yang Dianfeng meant by that.
Even Yang Qing was stunned.
'What's going on? Isn't this a competition? Aren't they going to drop some harsh remarks at each other?
'Why did he ask such a question?'
What everyone found unbelievable was that…
Fang Gang actually answered.
"I have three million in savings."
Fang Gang said in a daze.
"Oh, is that so?" Yang Dianfeng looked at everyone and said, "There's a rule to bet money, right?
"Didn't he say that the bet will have a 1 to 2 ratio?
"I, Yang Dianfeng, am here to tell everyone that I will bet 1.5 million yuan."
The corner of Yang Qing's mouth twitched.
"Here we go again."
She was reminded of the Yang Dianfeng who was fishing by the moat.
"Damn, is this kid crazy?"
"Tsk, don't be fooled. I think this kid might not even have 1.5 million."
"Did you guys forget that Yang Qing is rich? He is trying to attract the goddess's attention. Yang Qing's expression doesn't look right."
"F*ck this kid. His tricks are thoughtful. Even if he loses this competition, it is to protect the goddess's reputation."
"Even if he loses some money, to goddess Yang Qing, it's just a number."
Li Le watched from the side, enraged.
He did not expect Yang Dianfeng to be so thick-skinned. He actually went with the flow.
The corner of Fang Gang's mouth twitched. "Kid, you sure have some tricks up your sleeve."
"Same here, same here."
"If I were to compete with this kid, I'll definitely be laughed at.
"However, if I don't compete, it seems that I'll be losing 1.5million."
"Why, are you scared?"
"If you don't dare to compete with me, then you can leave. So much for your Brazilian jiu-jitsu."
Yang Dianfeng said indifferently.
Fang Gang's anger rose.
"Kid, I advise you not to insult Brazilian jiu-jitsu. Otherwise, you will regret it."
"What's wrong with insulting you?"
At this moment, Yang Dianfeng came in front of Fang Gang. He pointed at his chest and said, "What's wrong with insulting you? I'm giving you a chance, but you're not cherishing it."
One tap would have been enough. Though Yang Dianfeng tapped more than ten times consecutively.
Such a suicidal action astonished everyone.
Fang Gang's face turned red.
He was furious.
"You're courting death."
After saying that, he pounced on Yang Dianfeng like a ferocious tiger and flew toward him.
Yang Dianfeng suddenly bent his back to a 90-degree angle and performed a sudden kick.
Bang!
Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Fang Gang's huge body as it forcefully moved three meters upwards.