The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

"Today's class is over here. If you haven't learned it, you can review the skills I taught before after class. If you don't know it, you can come to the classroom and ask me. The next step is to compete with each other."

President Ji Wei said, "Tan Xing, come and demonstrate."

Tan Xing nodded, shook his green hair, and stood in the middle of the stage.

At this time, he had already changed into his taekwondo uniform, and around his waist was a red belt.

The strength of the red belt in taekwondo is second only to the black belt. Red symbolizes attack power. Although it is not as powerful as black, ordinary people need to practice hard for several years to reach this level.

President Ji Wei arranged for another person to come out, and that person also had a red belt.

The two fought back and forth, and everyone in the audience watched intently. Most of them were beginners in taekwondo. The red belt fight was already very good, enough for them to learn for a long time.

The two fought for a while, and Tan Xing suddenly exerted strength, one raised his leg high and kicked it sideways, and kicked the other red belt away.

"Brother Tan is really amazing." The red belt fell on the ground and said with cupped hands.

"That's right, Senior Brother Tan has practiced for several years, and his current strength is only a little short of the black belt." Everyone in the audience boasted.

"Yes, Senior Brother Tan can be regarded as the No.1 under President Ji Wei now!"

"I don't know when Brother Tan will be promoted to a black belt. In this case, we will have two black belt masters in Taekwondo."

A group of people said repeatedly, for this competition, there was warm applause from the audience.

And many girls looked at Tan Xing, who was posing chicly on the stage, their palms were swollen red. They were handsome and skilled. Where can they find such a male god.

Tan Xing squeezed his fists and continued: "I haven't practiced much recently, and I feel that the strength of my fists is a bit unnatural. Junior brother, do you want to continue to practice with me?"

The red belt didn't dare to continue, and said quickly: "Brother Tan, don't look for me, I'm not your opponent at all."

"With your strength, getting a black belt is not a problem at all. Let me, who has just been promoted to a red belt, fight you. Forget it. Brother Tan, please spare me."

"Then is there anyone else who wants to come up?" Ji Wei knew Tan Xing's strength, so he didn't force him, and said as he glanced at everyone.

It was very quiet below, no one dared to speak.

The strength of Taekwondo members varies, but there are only [-] or [-] people with the highest red belts, and none of them are Tan Xing's opponents, so none of them have reached the red belts, and those with only blue belts are even more afraid to speak.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Ji Wei frowned, and when he was about to order someone randomly, Tan Xing spoke.

He stepped forward, clasped his fists and said:

"President, I do have someone to compete with."

"Who?" President Ji Wei asked.

"It's him!"

Tan Xing pointed at Mu Sheng who was sitting in the corner, and said with a sneer:

"My surname is Mu, aren't you very flirtatious? You said you want to challenge our president, do you have the courage to come up and practice two hands with me first?"

Tan Xing challenged the audience?

Everyone looked over in surprise, and saw a young man sitting there in the corner.

It is Musheng!

He didn't even wear taekwondo clothes, so it seemed that he didn't know how to do taekwondo at all.

"Who is this person? Tan Xing actually challenged him!"

"Yeah, I heard from Tan Xing that this guy is here to challenge the president? This is simply asking for death. I have seen three kickers this month, and they all walked in and carried them out. "

"By the way, look at the two sitting next to him, aren't they the school belle Tong Xiaoye?"

"There's also Shu Yike, my God, it's so enviable that two school beauties are sitting next to him."

After noticing the people around Mu Sheng, everyone's eyes suddenly became full of jealousy. Tong Xiaoye and Shu Yike are the dream lovers of every college student in Nanzhen University. Now Mu Sheng His appearance is the public enemy of all students.

They wished that Mu Sheng would be beaten all over the floor and make a fool of himself in front of the two school beauties.

President Ji Wei also frowned, "Are you sure you want to challenge this guy?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Musheng again and said:
"Since you don't practice Taekwondo, you probably don't even have a white belt. The gap in rank between the two of you is too big. If you don't want to challenge, you can refuse."

In Taekwondo, belts are graded according to the color of their belts, from white to yellow, green and blue to red and black. Among them, the black belt is the highest and the white belt is the lowest. Generally, the difference is more than one rank, and it is difficult to parry, such as Mu Sheng. Those with multiple ranks will only lose miserably.

As for Mu Sheng's coming to kick the hall?
In Ji Wei's eyes, this is just a joke, and he doesn't even bother to do anything to Mu Sheng.

Tan Xing looked at Mu Sheng provocatively, and said with a sneer:

"Mu Sheng, didn't you come to kick the hall? You said you wanted to defeat our president, why, now you don't even dare to challenge me?"

Shu Yike was so angry that she couldn't help yelling, but was held down by Mu Sheng, she turned her head, looked at Mu Sheng nervously and said, "You, are you sure?"

She was the one who brought Mu Sheng back then, but now, she was worried that Mu Sheng would not be able to beat him.

It's not her fault. After all, Shu Yi has never seen Mu Sheng's strength. At that time, she thought of challenging in private. If he loses, then he really won't be able to lift his head up in the future.

Mu Sheng nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Afterwards, under Shu Yike's nervous eyes, he walked out of the auditorium step by step and stepped onto the ring.

"Haha, you really have the courage to come up, I'm starting to admire you a little bit." Tan Xing's eyes were full of teasing, looked at Mu Sheng, and said, "By the way, have you practiced Taekwondo? Do you know Taekwondo?"

"I really don't know Taekwondo." Mu Sheng shook his head.

This time, Tan Xing was even more proud.

He glanced at his mouth and said mockingly: "It's okay, you can use anything, Wang Baquan is also fine."

"Hahaha--"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

But Mu Sheng looked at him with a half-smile, "So, you must fight me?"

"Why, are you afraid?"

Tan Xing stretched out a finger, poked at Mu Sheng's chest, and said slowly word by word, with an extremely arrogant attitude, completely ignoring Mu Sheng.

"If you are afraid, just get out of here. The Taekwondo club is not for rubbish like you. In the future, don't think about the drama of heroes saving the beauty, and challenge our president? In your next life!"

Mu Sheng smiled faintly, "What I'm worried about is that you are too weak to hold me back."

"I can't bear you to fight?"

Tan Xing almost wondered if he heard it wrong.

This guy actually said that he was not enough to beat him?