Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Yang Feng didn’t leave; he stayed to watch the fight. Jin Taiyun may be a moron, but he does make a lot of money for the dojo. It’d be fine if he was taken down a little, but Yang Feng was afraid he’d be killed by ng Fan.
It wasn’t that Yang Feng didn’t respect taekwondo. It’s just that he knew ng Fan’s Iron Hero reputation was well-deserved.
By then, many people had gathered around the fight area. In addition to the students and coaches in the main practice room, people in other practice rooms had co to watch, too.
With a bigger audience, those female students’ cheers for Jin Taiyun were soon overshadowed by other voices.
“Iron Hero, take down this Korean!”
“Go ng Fatty!”
“I’ve hated this Korean for a long ti!”
“The fight is about that moron Park Jae Hye. Go Iron Hero, get him!”
There were a lot of students, quite a few of which knew the origin of the conflict, so the late-cors also found out the fight was because of ng Fan’s beating of the K-pop celebrity. Everyone beca galvanized. They could care less if Jin Taiyun was profitable for the school; they just wanted to see the man beaten up.
While the male students were happy to see the pretty female students in their workout area, if the girls were cheering for Jin Taiyun, they didn’t care for the airheads.
“Hrmf!”
Jin Taiyun’s Chinese was pretty good, so he heard and understood the comnts. He
grunted and got onto the floor. He’ll make everyone shut up with his performance.
“Can we start?”
When Jin Taiyun faced ng Fan, he didn’t even bother with the usual manners of the sport. Never mind bowing, before ng Fan nodded, he already put on a helt, chest shield, and leg shields and did a fighting pose. He pushed down with his right foot then kicked up his right leg, using his left foot to do a 180-degree spin, then pointed up his right foot for a side kick toward ng Fan’s ribs.
Thump.
Jin Taiyun was a level three black belt, so his kick carried a lot of power and speed. The speed was much faster than ng Fan’s, who couldn’t get away, but he couldn’t get to ng Fan’s ribs either. While ng Fan couldn’t dodge the kick, he could use his hand to block the kick.
The “thump” sound ca from ng Fan blocking Jin Taiyun’s sidekick with his elbow.
The blocking move did hurt for soone like ng Fan, who has never been beaten.
When Jin Taiyun saw he didn’t land on ng Fan’s ribs, he switched to a double-kick while yelling, which seed rather threatening. His legs continued to puml ng Fan’s thigh with a lot of power.
Jin Taiyun could tell that with ng Fan’s build, his reaction and speed wouldn’t be very fast. If his hands moved fast, it didn’t an his foot motions were fast, too. Jin Taiyun wanted to kick ng Fan to the floor, which matched his earlier bragging that he’d make ng Fan admit that he did an ambush.
Pow pow pow!
Jin Taiyun’s continuous leg kicks made ng Fan back up. ng Fan’s hands were fast, but they couldn’t protect his legs.
Ouch!
Although, after a few kicks, ng Fan felt less hurt. It was as if he got used to the pain.
“Trash!”
After a set of double kicks, Jin Taiyun looked at ng Fan with disgust. So he wasn’t that amazing.
Jin Taiyun used his left foot to spin, turned his left knee, and raised his right foot up to a 90-degree angle to kick ng Fan repeatedly.
Jin Taiyun used all of his strength in the kicks. The power in the kicking ca from his continued turns, so he believed ng Fan couldn’t dodge them.
It was, in fact, true, as the kicks landed on the hand ng Fan used to block the kicks.
The sound was loud and carried much power.
“Finally!”
ng Fan was waiting for these high-kicks. Jin Taiyun did kick ng Fan, but he wouldn’t be able to get his foot back.
After the first kick, ng Fan hurt because he missed a snatching opportunity. This ti, his quick hand instantly grabbed Jin Taiyun’s retreating leg as he stepped up and grabbed Jin Taiyun’s shoulder, throwing the Korean on the floor.
The fist Jin Taiyun threw during this tussle did hit ng Fan, but it was weaker than a leg kick and didn’t affect ng Fan’s fighting at all.
After ng Fan flipped Jin Taiyun to the floor face up, he moved to gripping the Korean’s elbow instead of the shoulder, then did a squat as he put a knee onto Jin Taiyun’s back. He pulled on his hand, successfully pinning Jin Taiyun’s elbow to his back, subduing him.
“Ow!”
Jin Taiyun yelled with pain.
ng Fan didn’t wait for him to struggle, he pulled on Jin Taiyun’s elbow a little, causing the man to tap the floor.
When ng Fan heard the tapping sound, he eased up on the Korean out of habit.
Yet, just when everyone thought the fight was over, the newly-freed Jin Taiyun did a back-kick at ng Fan’s chin!
“ng Fatty, watch out!”
“F*ck! He’s ambushing now? He already tapped out!”
“Koreans are the worst-mannered athletes in the world!”
“Trash who can’t lose!”
Everyone watching yelped in surprise.
Just when Jin Taiyun’s kick almost reached ng Fan’s chin, ng Fan’s hand grabbed Jin Taiyun’s leg, twisted, and threw Jin Taiyun onto the floor.
Peng!
Jin Taiyun landed and yelled.
This ti, ng Fan didn’t stop. He walked over, grabbing the Korean and flipped him.
Peng!
He tossed the Korean again.
As soon as Jin Taiyun landed, ng Fan would grab the man and throw him again.
The scene was right out of the ga, “The King of Fighters ’97,” when Goro Daimon, the judo expert known for his throws, would flip everyone.
Peng, peng, peng, peng!
After being ambushed once by Jin Taiyun, ng Fan didn’t give the Korean man a chance to regroup. He didn’t use snatching, either; he didn’t want to give the man a chance to tap the floor. Maybe he could break his wrist? Okay, ng Fan admitted he was tempted, but he resisted, so he just kept using throws.
He didn’t allow him to tap out anymore. He needed to throw the man to relieve his anger.
“Wow, what a beast!”
“Amazing!”
“This is a beating!”
“Is he gonna be okay after all the throwing?”
“He should kill this trash! How dare he ambush after tapping out, what garbage!”
“Iron God, do a Total Throw!”
“Do the big one, do the Heaven to Hell Throw!”
“ng Fan is really pissed off now!”
Everyone watching was yelling and shouting. They were disgusted by Jin Taiyun’s earlier ambush.
There were a few worried watchers.
Lao Hei was an honest man. He was worried ng Fan was going to kill Jin Taiyun. The scene in front of him was rather brutal.
Yang Feng’s heart was beating faster and faster as he watched the fight. He went up to ng Fan to stop him. “Mr. ng, it’s ok. If you throw him anymore, it’s gonna kill him.”
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