C59 (2/2)

Before Feng Ming could say anything, Zhou Sheng shouted loudly from the side: ”Everyone go, this brat is here to humiliate our Taekwondo Society, beat him to death!”

As Zhou Sheng shouted, he rushed towards Chen Hui.

With someone leading the way, the other members of Taekwondo Society also rushed over.

In the end, it became a group fight.

”Bam!” With a loud sound, Zhou Sheng, who had rushed up first, was kicked in the lower abdomen by Chen Hui, and directly knelt down while clutching his stomach.

Zhou Sheng felt as if his lower abdomen was hit by a speeding car.

His strength and speed, was precisely what Chen Hui was good at. Even though he was being attacked by a group of Taekwondo Society members, Chen Hui did not panic at all.

With every kick, Chen Hui would kick a member of the Taekwondo Society, causing a loud ”bang” sound. Then, the members of the Taekwondo Society that were kicked immediately lost their fighting capabilities.

Chen Hui still had a sense of discretion in his actions. After all, they were just a group of students, and he only needed to use his strength to make them lose their fighting capabilities.

In just five or six minutes, there were only a few Taekwondo members left standing. Other than the girls who didn't rush over, there were only a few boys left in the center of the field.

Chen Hui took a step forward, and these boys immediately backed off, their faces full of fear as they looked at Chen Hui. They had never seen such a powerful fighter, and one that could deal with the enemy in one move.

Chen Hui looked at Feng Ming and said: ”Now, can I leave?”

Feng Ming's expression was extremely ugly. He was already at the level of the Taekwondo red and black belt, but after seeing Chen Hui's ghost-like figure just now, as well as the speed and strength that Chen Hui had displayed, Feng Ming clearly knew that under Chen Hui's control, he would probably only be able to take three moves.

This discovery had a huge impact on Feng Ming.

”Let's go.” Feng Ming said helplessly.

”In the future, will Taekwondo Society bother me again?” Chen Hui asked.

”Nope.” Feng Ming waved his hand and said.

Chen Hui then walked to the side of the training grounds and donned his shoes at a leisurely pace, and walked out.

”Delete all the videos you've recorded!” Feng Ming's voice sounded at this moment, clearly speaking to the group of female members who were standing at the edge of the training grounds.

They didn't rush up, but went to their phones to record the video.

Chen Hui did not bother about these matters anymore, walking to the door, pulling open the door of the training grounds, he walked out.

Unexpectedly, a group of people had surrounded the training grounds, blocking the entrance so that not even a drop of water could trickle through. After opening the door, the group of people immediately peeked their heads in, and the one leading was none other than Martial Arts Society's president, Zhang Bin!

Seeing the members lying all over the Taekwondo Society Training Field, Zhang Bin had a stern expression on his face. He pulled Chen Hui and said: ”Chen Hui, you promised me that you would join Martial Arts Society!”