"Oh, he actually agreed."

"I seem to have seen the fate of him being kicked into a pig's head."

"This Shen Jun is a master of the academy's Taekwondo club, with a red and black belt level."

"Shen Jun, be gentle, don't kick him to death."

Everyone gathered over, but no one was optimistic about Yang Ziyan.

Wang Yuankai had a sneer on his face and sat next to him with his legs crossed, waiting to watch the show.

Even Nangong Linglong, who had been indifferent for a year in the distance, became curious.

The Nangong family is a martial arts family. She has been studying with Nangong Yun since she was a child. She has a lot of knowledge and she also knows some simple fighting skills, but outsiders have never known it.

I don’t know if Yang Ziyan is really capable or if he is just trying to show off.

"Teacher Yang, I want you to take action first, so that you don't have the chance to take action." Shen Jun said humiliatingly.

"Thank you, please go ahead." Yang Ziyan said calmly.

Seeing Yang Ziyan looking down on him so much, Shen Jun was angered by his attitude and kicked him directly.

At a certain moment, Yang Ziyan pointed at the soles of Shen Jun's feet. In an instant, Shen Jun twitched and rolled back as if he was electrocuted.

"Ah...it hurts so much. My feet hurt so much."

Shen Jun hugged the soles of his feet and rolled on the ground, sweating from the pain.
Chapter completed!