Top Furious Doctor Soldier Chapter 169 You'd Better Admit Defea

Haiyer's hypnosis was so powerful that the hypnotized person appeared to be a little dazed just after the hypnosis, and it would be a long time until they returned back to normal.

"That's right."

Liu Feng, like facing a decades-old friend, hugged Ouyang Xiaofeng's neck and asked, "By the way, are you really a college student? To be honest, I don't believe that an ordinary college student could be so skillful."

Ouyang Xiaofeng said, "No, I became a college student before the opening ceremony of the Universiade. I came here to partic.i.p.ate in the striker compet.i.tion."

"Oh, how old are you?"

"I am 25 years old."

"D**n! You are two years older than me. You have succeeded in internal force at a young age, so your future is promising."

"Well, both my master and his brothers said that I was the genius of the Kongtong Sect that they had not seen for many years."

Liu Feng raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a proud smile, which looked as if he had found a treasure.

"Well, you should practice martial arts well after going back and learn all the Kongtong's skills. One day, when you succeed in martial arts, you can come to help Brother Feng."

"OK, when I succeed in martial arts, I'll come to find Brother Feng."

"Then you can go back now. If the Huang family asks the Kongtong Sect to target me next time, you must tell me."

"Okay, I've got it."

From then on, Liu Feng had an expert at no cost, and successfully set up a chess piece belonging to him in the Kongtong Sect and the Huang family.

Liu Feng didn't recognize how much his unintentional move would help him to get into the capital in the future. Just because of this chess piece, in the future, Liu Feng would be able to survive a situation in which he was bound to die.

...

The suicide of Zhangtian Guinan and the departure of Ouyang Xiaofeng basically eliminated the unstable factors of the Universiade.

In the following compet.i.tion, Liu Feng became a popular torrent in the Universiade.

In the football match the next day, Liu Feng led the Technology University Football Team to beat their opponent 10-0, and they successfully reached the semi-finals.

In the following striker compet.i.tion, Liu Feng easily defeated his opponent again and entered the 75 kg quarter-finals.

In addition to Liu Feng, Wei Zixuan also succeeded in entering the 70 kg striker quarter-finals. He had unparalleled momentum.

However, the only dissatisfaction was that the Indian, Zhama Tuoba, also beat all his striker opponents to enter the 80 kg quarter-finals.

At the Universiade in China, there was an Indian who won rampant all the way, which was just like a disgusting fly at a feast.

But even so, there was no way for anybody to deal with the Indian, because he was a foreign student and had the qualifications to partic.i.p.ate in the Chinese Universiade.

Half a month after the Universiade was in full swing, almost all the games came to an end.

The Technology University Football Team led by Liu Feng became the dark horse without any doubt. They defeated the last championship team 10-0 in the final and won the championship trophy for the first time.

The striker compet.i.tion also ended on the last day of the Universiade.

Ironically, Liu Feng's last opponent gave up without a fight. When he won the gold medal, Liu Feng, Brother Feng who always was pragmatic, felt embarra.s.sed.

But...

What n.o.body expected was that when Liu Feng won the championship and accepted the award, a tall, strong man with dark skin and a bandage around his head would suddenly jump down from the stands. "Liu Feng, all the compet.i.tions are over. I want to challenge you in the striker ring of the Universiade. Do you dare to fight me or not?"

The voice sounded very abrupt, so all of a sudden it attracted everyone's attention.

"Dammit! It's the Indian."

"d.a.m.n. In the morning, when he won the 80 kg championship, he knocked out the player from Ningbei University again. Now, this b.a.s.t.a.r.d is going to challenge Liu Feng again! Liu Feng, answer him. If you don't beat the Indian for our sake, we'll have to hold a grievance in our heart until next year."

"Right, Liu Feng, accept his challenge and beat him."

For a while, all the spectators were excited again. Or, the provocation of the Indian was in line with everyone's mind. If he let him take away the gold medal for striker, perhaps all the spectators who had seen the striker compet.i.tion in the Universiade would feel extremely vexed.

Liu Feng jumped down from the podium with a smile and made several movements of pressing his hands down toward the stands around him.

It was true that now the influence of Brother Feng was so great that his simple action immediately quieted down all of the spectators.

Then Liu Feng turned his eyes to the tall Zhama Tuoba. "You want to challenge me? You've got it in mind?"

"Yes, I got it in mind earlier."

Zhama Tuoba said, "I'm a senior this year. In addition to winning a gold medal in striker in the Chinese Universiade, I also want to be the No. 1 of Budo among Chinese college students. I want to prove that Indian martial arts are better than those of China."

"Sn.i.g.g.e.r!"

Liu Feng was amused by the Indian, "It is said that you Indians are mentally disabled. It seems that it is not really maligning you. Let alone you can't be No. 1 in Budo among Chinese college students, but even if you can, are you able to improve anything?"

"I am! I think it can prove that our Indian martial arts are better than those of China," Zhama Tuoba said solemnly.

"Well, we don't need to have a referee, or wear boxing gloves. Let's go straight to the arena and compete." Liu Feng laughed and pointed to the ring, adding, "This is not a formal compet.i.tion, but a private match performed for the audience."

"I agree. There are no restrictions on protective gear and rules, which is real Budo." Zhama Tuoba walked quickly to the ring, jumped slightly up to the edge, and then turned over to jump over the ring rope.

At this moment, no one stopped Zhama Tuoba, including the referees and security personnel who did not leave. That was because everyone wanted Liu Feng to come on stage and teach this arrogant guy a lesson.

Of course, many people were also worried about Liu Feng. After all, his opponent was a little taller than Liu Feng, and his body was obviously stronger. Plus, after so many matches, Zhama Tuoba won in full swing and his ferocity was obvious to all.

Therefore, the stadium became quieter after the Indian went to the arena.

Only some media reporters kept taking pictures of Zhama Tuoba and Liu Feng, who were on and below the ring respectively. The clicks of the shutters were continuous.

And at this time, everyone's eyes coincidentally turned to Liu Feng.

"I'm coming up!"

Liu Feng seemed to know what was on everyone's mind. At this time, Brother Feng no long kept a low profile. He took a few steps forward calmly. When he was still three meters away from the ring, he jumped up suddenly.

"What the f*ck! Legend has it that Liu Feng jumped more than three meters high at the opening ceremony, which turns out to be true."

"He jumped directly onto the ring and jumped over the ring rope."

"Haha, don't worry about it. Liu Feng will certainly win just due to his flying skill, like an expert of martial arts."

Liu Feng jumped onto the ring and stuck his feet there like nails. He stood upright, and kept his eyes on Zhama Tuoba.

"Can we start?" Zhama Tuoba showed a trace of impatience, but his eyes were full of calmness.

Liu Feng laughed and said, "Yes, I will defeat you as soon as possible and try not to make you feel so much pain."

After hearing what Liu Feng said, a trace of fierceness flashed in Zhama Tuoba's eyes. And then he suddenly moved forward. A large fist came over with whistling wind.

"Too slow!"

Liu Feng stepped forward obliquely with his right foot. He gave full play to his speed, so that before Zhama Tuoba could see it clearly, his hands had clasped his opponent's wrist and elbow. Then Liu Feng turned his shoulders and made a standard Articular-reversing Technique with his hands.

"Ha..."

Zhama Tuoba seemed to have thought of what Liu Feng was going to do. He shouted loudly, and then his whole arm seemed to get thicker, with blue veins bulging in the crevices of his arm muscles, which was horrible.

"Fellow, you can't catch me. I..."

"That's a lot of nonsense. I've seen that you're pure Qigong. There are at least dozens of Chinese martial arts that can beat it."

Liu Feng sneered coldly, and then he put forth his strength again.

"Ah!"

At this point, Zhama Tuoba could not control his scream. When he watched Liu Feng's compet.i.tion, he just thought that Liu Feng's explosive power was very good, and faster than ordinary people's. He never thought that Liu Feng would be so fast, and the strength of his hands would be so terrible.

In other words, in his performance in the ring, Liu Feng had not fully used all his strength from beginning to end.

But today, in order to teach the Indian, Liu Feng had no reservations.

"b.u.mp!"

After controlling his opponent with the Articular-reversing Technique, Liu Feng ran up with his right foot and kicked Zhama Tuoba in the face.

Zhama Tuoba's body rose up quickly and then fell heavily on the ring.

Liu Feng clapped his hands and stepped backward. He said with great ease, "In the circle of Chinese University students, you want to be No. 1 in Budo. Don't you think you are too naive?"

"Haha! Beat him with one technique!"

"My worry was in vain. The Indian had always been simple and violently beat others, so I thought he was very strong. As a result, compared with Liu Feng, he was simply nothing."

"Liu Feng, good job. Promote China's prestige again!"

"Ah!"

Zhama Tuoba roared, rolled over from the ring, and stood up. He stared at Liu Feng and said with a livid face, "I'm not convinced. Let's fight again."

"If I do it again, you'll be more than just kicked!" Liu Feng said with a laugh.

"It doesn't matter!" Zhama Tuoba stretched out his arms and rushed at Liu Feng.

Looking at his opponent's action and lowering body movement made by Zhama Tuoba when fighting, Liu Feng immediately knew what he was going to do.

"Do you want to try jujitsu with me? "In front of me, would you like to use the same Articular-reversing technique to save face? Unfortunately..."

As soon as Liu Feng turned around, he moved to Zhama Tuoba's left side and hit with his right hand.

"b.u.mp!"

In the spectator stands, the vast majority of people had hardly seen Liu Feng's attack, but they heard the m.u.f.fled sound of flesh being punched.

Immediately afterward, Zhama Tuoba's body, which rushed to Liu Feng with strong momentum, was like an iron plate, and struck straight back on the ring.

After the fall, Zhama Tuoba leaned his head sideways and popped out eight b.l.o.o.d.y teeth.

"You'd better admit defeat!"

Liu Feng walked up to Zhama Tuoba, looked down on him, and said, "If you fight again, you will lose more than just your teeth."