Along the way, Fatty Liu was still trying to dissuade Fang Yu.
Fang Yu ignored him, and the two finally came to the Sanda Association activity room on the first floor.
In the activity room, more than a dozen students in martial arts uniforms were sitting on the ground, listening carefully to a tall boy with a flat head standing in front of them explaining the movements.
"He... is Han Zixian." Fatty Liu said to Fang Yu.
Fang Yu looked at Han Zixian and narrowed his eyes slightly.
And Han Zixian also noticed Fatty Liu and Fang Yu at the door.
Dare to come?
Han Zixian raised a playful smile on his face.
"We won't continue the lecture today. I will personally conduct actual combat exercises later so that everyone can learn at close range." Han Zixian said to the dozen or so association members sitting there.
After speaking, Han Zixian walked to the door and walked in front of Fang Yu.
"You are Fang Yu." Han Zixian looked at Fang Yu with contempt.
A fifth-stage innate warrior is nothing in front of him.
"I heard you were looking for me." Fang Yu said.
Han Zixian looked at Fang Yu, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered: "I just learned recently that He Donglin transferred to another school because he was injured by you. As his good brother, it should be normal for me to help him get revenge?"
"It's normal." Fang Yu nodded and said, "But you should come to me directly instead of attacking Liu Dong."
Han Zixian's eyes were instantly full of hostility, and he said in a deep voice: "Didn't you also touch my brother? I just gave him a taste of his own medicine."
Han Zixian has been in a very bad mood recently. His father was severely injured because of a commission and is still lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital.
Seeing his father lying on the bed in weakness, Han Zixian only wanted to avenge his father, but he also knew that the person who could beat his father, a half-step master, into that state was definitely not someone he could afford to offend.
Therefore, Han Zixian was filled with anger and resentment, unable to vent.
Yesterday he called He Donglin, and found out that He Donglin was injured by Fang Yu and was forced to transfer to another school.
"Who did it?" Han Zixian asked.
"It was Fang Yu! Fang Yu from Class 2, Grade 3! Brother Zixian, if you treat me as a brother, you will help me get revenge!" He Donglin said in a deep voice.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier about this? You don't have to transfer to another school, I will naturally help you deal with that Fang Yu." Han Zixian said.
"My dad asked me to transfer to another school, and he also warned me not to cause trouble for Fang Yu again... But recently, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel, and the more aggrieved I feel. I can't swallow this breath! I dream of taking revenge on Fang Yu, the bastard!" He Donglin said resentfully.
"Don't worry, Donglin, I want to find someone to vent my anger recently. I will naturally help you deal with Fang Yu, and I will make him kneel down and apologize to you. You wait for my news." Han Zixian said coldly.
At this time, looking at Fang Yu in front of him, Han Zixian's eyes became colder.
Today, he must help He Donglin vent his anger!
"Fang Yu, since you dare to come here, it means that you have accepted my declaration of war. We will fight on the ring. You won't be afraid, right?" Han Zixian said with a cold look in his eyes.
A ring was built in the activity room, and the Sanda Association's daily combat drills were carried out on this ring.
At this time, the students in Class 2 who came to watch the excitement had already arrived and happened to hear what Han Zixian said.
Everyone looked at Fang Yu to see if he dared to accept Han Zixian's proposal.
"Okay." Fang Yu nodded.
He actually agreed!
The group of students behind him were surprised at first, and then they showed a playful look on their faces.
Fang Yu really didn't know how to live or die, his opponent was Han Zixian!
Han Zixian was the young master of the Han family martial arts school, a congenital seventh-level martial artist, and extremely powerful.
Moreover, Han Zixian was learning Sanda, and the ring was the place he was most familiar with, and it was also his stage.
Fang Yu dared to stand up, which was equivalent to seeking death!
"Fang Yu..." Fatty Liu's face was pale, and he pulled Fang Yu's arm.
"Haha, Liu Dong, you seem to be very scared. Don't worry, Fang Yu is here today, and I will beat him, not you again." Han Zixian laughed sarcastically.
Fang Yu walked straight forward and said, "Hurry up and get on the ring, I'm in a hurry."
Han Zixian didn't expect Fang Yu to be so calm and even urged him to get on the ring, and the smile on his face froze.
But then, his eyes became more and more cruel.
Dare you pretend like this in front of me? I'll let you know what the difference in strength is later!
The two walked onto the ring in full view of the crowd.
"President, come on, beat this guy!"
"President, you are the best..."
Half of the dozen association members in the audience were boys and the other half were girls.
At this time, they all cheered for Han Zixian loudly.
Especially the girls, looking at Han Zixian, their eyes were full of admiration.
The reason why they chose to join the Sanda Association was to get close to Han Zixian, who was tall, handsome and good at fighting.
"Han Zixian, come on!"
Among the students in Class 2 who came to watch the fun, a boy took the lead and shouted.
Then, the whole group of students in Class 2 followed suit.
"Han Zixian, come on!
Beat Fang Yu!"
The cheers filled the entire activity room, and everyone stood on Han Zixian's side.
"It seems that many people hate you." Han Zixian said with a mocking look in his eyes.
Fang Yu stood on the ring with his hands behind his back without saying anything.
"You are such a failure to be such a person that everyone hates you." Han Zixian shook his head and sighed pretentiously.
Fang Yu frowned slightly and said, "You talk a lot."
Han Zixian smiled and said, "I said these words in advance because I was afraid that you would faint and not be able to hear them."
Fang Yu was a little impatient.
"If you don't take your hands out, you won't have a chance later." Han Zixian saw that Fang Yu still had his hands behind his back and said coldly.
"I don't need to use my hands to fight you." Fang Yu replied indifferently.
As soon as this sentence came out, there was an uproar in the activity room.
Fang Yu was too arrogant, wasn't he?
The opponent was Han Zixian, and he actually said that he didn't need to use his hands?
This was no longer arrogant, it was stupidity!
The consequence of forcing yourself to be cool was to anger Han Zixian and get beaten even worse!
As expected, after hearing this, the smile on Han Zixian's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a murderous coldness!
As the young master of the Han family martial arts hall, a rising genius in the martial arts world of Jianghai City, he has never been provoked like this!
He will never give up until Fang Yu kneels down and begs for mercy today!
"Fang Yu, you are courting death!" As soon as the voice fell, Han Zixian moved.
A cheer rang out in the activity room.
"Kill him! Kill this arrogant bastard!"
Jiang Yue stood in the crowd, looking at Fang Yu on the ring, her eyes cold.
As long as Han Zixian can defeat Fang Yu, she will have a way to save her father's position.
Because Han Zixian once pursued her, but she rejected him.
At that time, she didn't think much of Han Zixian, a fool who practiced martial arts, and only wanted to date the rich second generation, so she chose He Donglin.
But now she understood that fists are the hard truth.
…
On the ring, Han Zixian had come to Fang Yu and punched Fang Yu quickly.
The Han family boxing is quite famous in the martial arts world, and its characteristics are fast, accurate and ruthless.
In the time when others punch once, the Han family boxing can punch three times, and the power is not weak at all.
At this age, Han Zixian is basically invincible in Jianghai City, relying on this unique skill.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
A sharp fist sound rang in the air.
Facing Han Zixian's punch, Fang Yu put his hands behind his back and dodged easily.
He dodged very little, but he avoided Han Zixian's punches just right every time.
Han Zixian can punch nearly three times a second, but he can't even touch Fang Yu's clothes!
After punching more than ten times in a row, he still didn't touch Fang Yu. Han Zixian's face changed slightly, feeling a little weird.
So, Han Zixian gritted his teeth and punched with all his strength again!
This time, the speed of the punch was much faster than before!
But Fang Yu seemed to be able to predict the location of Han Zixian's every punch, and he used sideways to dodge Han Zixian's punch after punch.
"Damn, what's the point of dodging all the time? If you have the guts, just fight!" A member of the association shouted from the audience.
"That's right! Fighting in the ring, but only dodging, you are not a man!" A female member also shouted.
"Fang Yu, if you have the guts, don't hide, confront Han Zixian head-on!" The group of students watching the excitement in the back also shouted.
(End of this chapter)