I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

Like a thorn in the flesh, the opponent relied on his physical advantage to steadily press forward and strike again.

After resisting several times, Quan Xiuxian was beaten back step by step and his breathing became more and more rapid.

I gave up on the idea that he would act impulsively. It was obvious that I was being slowly but surely slashed. If the fight continued, even if I wasn't knocked down, I was afraid the wooden sword in my hand would be knocked away...

At that time, I will become a clown and a laughing stock.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and he was distracted. He was caught off guard and barely blocked an attack, causing his center of gravity to be unstable, his steps to stumble completely, and he almost fell.

"What happened to Master Quan?"

"What's going on? It seems Quan Xiuxian can't beat the other party."

"No, Master will definitely win."

Looking at Quan Xiuxian who was on the verge of collapse during the battle, the expressions of everyone in the dojo were filled with solemnity and surprise.

It was obvious that the opponent could be defeated without any effort, but now it was as if that guy had turned into a tiger coming down the mountain, and he had the upper hand in the situation.

"Oh no, the teacher's physical strength may be insufficient." A disciple said in panic.

The opponent played too steadily and didn't give us any chances. The situation was more critical than we imagined.

"No wonder, that guy is no match for Master. He just relied on his youth. Master didn't put in any effort at the beginning and just played with him. As a result, he is now being bullied by this evil guest."

"The clown with glasses is so abominable. He is such a sinister person and has no martial ethics at all."

Others persuaded themselves mentally and gained some self-comfort.

In just a short moment, the situation on the field changed again. After Quan Xiuxian received a blow, his center of gravity was completely broken. When he was about to fall, he used the wooden sword in his hand to barely touch the ground diagonally to the side.

The next attack came right at his chest.

He had just managed to steady himself, and it was obviously too late to draw his sword to block...

Are we really going to lose?

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

The next moment, Master Quan pressed the hilt of the sword with his palm, used the force to fly up, and kicked out a very beautiful series of kicks.

One of his feet deflected the blade of the wooden sword, and the other kicked towards the opponent's chest.

bang...

Chen Jiajun crossed his hands in front of him to block the sudden counterattack, but the sudden force caused him to retreat more than six or seven steps.

wow-

The dojo erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

"Teacher, that's amazing!"

"Who said the situation was disadvantageous? I was just teasing him."

"This series of kicks is amazing!"

"Just wait for the glasses kid to get beaten up next. Master Quan is not only a master of kendo, but also an eighth-degree taekwondo expert."

Listening to the flattery from outside, Quan Xiuxian was not very excited at this time. This outburst almost exhausted his last bit of strength.

Although he could still move, his strength and speed were as slow as a snail.

It was impossible to defeat this tough guy in the current state, so even though he kicked him to the point that he staggered and almost fell to the ground, he did not chase after him to attack.

The current strategy obviously needs to change, and we must rely on life-and-death attacks to decide the outcome in an instant.

A life-and-death attack, your chances of winning are very high, but you need to recover your strength a little.

He gasped and said, "An important lesson in actual combat: don't be bound by form. It's not just the sword that can hurt the opponent, but also one's own limbs. For example, that chain of kicks just now..."

"A mere trifle!" Chen Jiajun's calm voice came out.

Then he gripped the wooden sword tightly and strode forward, naturally not giving the other party the opportunity to delay and recover his strength.

"Insanity!"

"Wait and see if you still scream when you're defeated."

Countless people were indignant at what Chen Jiajun said.

Quan Xiuxian was furious and felt a little regretful. If he had known that the other party was so difficult to deal with, he should have tried his best from the beginning.

He didn't have time to think, as the evil guest had already arrived in front of him and swung the wooden sword at him.