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"Young man, it's impossible to be a protector of the flower, just with courage." Jiang Tao said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

"Cut the crap. Just say if you want to fight or not." Li Cheng stuck out his chest and said.

From the size of his body, he was a full circle larger than Jiang Xiushan. In addition, the goddess was right behind him, giving him courage. This caused Li Cheng's heroic spirit to soar.

"Someone delivered it to my door, so how can I not accept it?" He turned around and said to the fat instructor, "Coach, I suggest you call an ambulance first, so that you won't be caught unprepared later."

Faced with such arrogant words, the fat coach could only shrink back, not daring to make a sound.

Jiang Xiushui walked up to the ring shakily and waved his hand at Li Cheng. The latter grabbed onto the rope leading to the ring and leaped into the ring. His posture was a hundred times more relaxed than Jiang Tingyu's.

Not only that, he even clenched his fists and let out a loud roar, appearing as if he was filled with energy, causing the members of the Jianghai University Taekwondo Society below the stage to clap and cheer.

On the other hand, Jiang Xiushan appeared to be much lazier. He even took a long drag on his cigarette after he got on stage and then casually flicked his cigarette butt off the stage.

Although it was a warm-up, Su Xiaoqiao made sufficient preparations and even invited a professional judge to come.

At this time, the referee also arrived at the arena and was prepared to announce the rules to the two participants. However, before he could open his mouth, he heard Jiang Xiushan say to Li Cheng, "You must find me very unpleasant, right? How about this, we don't care about the rules anymore, how about we freely fight? "

Li Cheng's brows creased when he heard this suggestion. Jiang Xiushan seemed to have expected this and added, "It can't be that you don't dare, right?"

As he said this, a flame ignited in Li Cheng's heart. Most of the youngsters were furious, not to mention that they were in front of the goddess in his heart. How could they possibly admit defeat?

"Alright, then let's not get a match. Let's have a fight!" Li Cheng took up the stance that he was going to use and shouted at River Wave, "Come, let me see what kind of abilities you have."

"This isn't good …" The referee on the stage was at a loss of what to do. However, Jiang Tingyu Tao was already laughing out loud and was walking towards Li Cheng.

When he passed by the referee, he casually reached out a hand and pushed him. The referee felt a powerful force rush towards him and actually fell to the ground. He didn't dare say anything else on the stage.

Seeing this scene, Li Cheng's eyes revealed a hint of solemnity. He also recognized that referee, who had once practiced Taekwondo for a period of time. Although he was now old and his physical fitness was inferior, he was not someone he could push down with one hand.

From this, it could be seen that although this Jiang Tao looked like a hoodlum, his strength was truly great.

Li Cheng recalled the teachings of his coach — Taekwondo was an unfathomable fighting technique. As long as one could master a skilled Taekwondo, even a three year old child would be able to easily defeat a strong man.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand at lightning speed and grabbed towards Jiang Xiushan's chest. At the same time, he did a side leaning posture.

This was a very standard Taekwondo throw posture. Both of his hands grabbed onto the other party's lapel, his crotch pressing against the other party's abdomen. With the strength exerted from his waist, he could easily throw him over his shoulder.

Li Cheng had used this move to defeat many of his opponents before. Against a formidable opponent like Jiang Tingxiao, he had immediately used his trump card.

As expected, his two hands grabbed onto the other party's clothes. Li Cheng was elated. He didn't expect that this fellow with brute force was not skilled at all.

He only needed to put in a little bit of effort and he would be able to smash the other party into a pulp. He would be able to vent his anger and show off in front of the goddess. It would be perfect.

Li Cheng thought happily in his heart, but his movements weren't the slightest bit sloppy. He turned sideways, leaned forward, and then exerted strength at his waist, wanting to throw his opponent over.

However, just as he was about to exert his strength, he saw a sneer appear on Jiang Xiushan's face. He took advantage of the opening of Li Cheng's side and used his elbow to hit his waist.

One had to know that the waist and eyes were not protected by bones, and the elbow was one of the toughest places on the body. This strike was equivalent to using one's toughest spear to attack the weakest spot on the enemy's body.

Li Cheng felt his waist go numb and a wave of intense pain spread out instantly. He only felt that his waist was about to break from this one strike and his entire back was so stiff that it could not be bent. Not to mention falling over his shoulder, he could not even stand stably.

He embarrassedly let go of his hands and took two steps back. Leaning against the fence, he tried his best not to shout out. However, a trace of fear had already appeared in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Tingxiao.

At this moment, he was at his most powerless. The intense pain caused his back to spasm. If not for the fences supporting him, Li Cheng doubted that he would be able to continue standing.

However, the other party didn't do that. Instead, he took out another pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth and lit it up with a lighter.

To actually smoke in front of his opponent on the stage, this was undoubtedly a form of contempt. However, Li Cheng had no way to stop Jiang Tao even though he did so.

After half a minute, the pain and spasm on Li Cheng's back finally disappeared. On the other hand, Jiang Tao seemed to be full of energy. He held onto a cigarette with one hand and waved at Li Cheng with the other, "Again."

How could Li Cheng endure such provocation? He immediately roared and pounced towards Jiang Xiushan. This time, he did not follow any Taekwondo moves, but directly punched towards his opponent's face.

Logically speaking, with a height of 1.9 meters and a arms span that was close to 2 meters, using such a straight punch against a short opponent was very advantageous.

He didn't expect that when faced with Li Cheng's fist, Jiang Xiushui would neither retreat nor advance. Instead, he took a step forward. When the fist was about to hit Li Cheng's nose, his head suddenly tilted to the side.

Thus, Li Cheng's powerful punch slid past Li Cheng's head. At this moment, Li Cheng had already snuck into Li Cheng's embrace, his left hand, which was not holding a cigarette, struck out at lightning speed, and a fist landed on Li Cheng's abdomen.

Everyone heard a somewhat ear-piercing sound. Many spectators below the arena couldn't help but twitch the corners of their eyes.

Following which, everyone saw Li Cheng, who was still clutching his stomach, slowly kneel down. Cold sweat dripped down from his head onto the stage, following which he bent over like a giant shrimp and started vomiting.

Obviously, Jiang Tao's punch had accurately hit Li Cheng's unguarded stomach. Furthermore, this punch was only the strength of his left hand.

He had been holding the cigarette butt in his right hand, and now, with a sneer, he put it to his lips and inhaled sharply, exhaling a puff of white smoke.

"What a piece of trash." Jiang Tao said with a sneer.