Ultimate Rich Son-in-law

Duanmu Chu never thought that Ning Lo would attack him so quickly, much less that he would forcefully attack him the moment he attacked.    

    

Under the storm-like attacks, he could only use a defensive posture to block Ning Lo's attack.    

    

However, what he did not expect was that Ning Lo's fist technique seemed to have eyes, and it still hit his body through his tight defense.    

    

A burning pain came from his arms, chest, and body.    

    

Duanmu Chu felt like a lone boat floating in the ocean. As the waves were lifted up and then weakened, he was completely unable to grasp the direction and could only passively receive a beating.    

    

In the eyes of the State Arts Club and the members of the Taekwondo Club, this feeling was even more real.    

    

Ever since Ning Lo made his move, Duanmu Chu had been in a passive position.    

    

Ning Lo performed the Incantation of the Spring Fist and used the long and short bridges to keep Duanmu Chu, who was good at kicks, within half a meter of him.    

    

The fist in his hand was so dense that it created a wall as it smashed forward.    

    

Duanmu Chu's several attempts to escape the battle circle ended in failure.    

    

Under Ning Lo's attack, he could only passively defend.    

    

"Good!" "Instructor Ning, you can do it! Let's beat Duanmu Chu to it!"    

    

"Instructor, instructor, brave and invincible!" The instructor is invincible! "    

    

"Instructor, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice …"    

    

… ….    

    

Ning Lo, who took the initiative at first, also caused the incomparably nervous students in State Arts Club to become incomparably excited.    

    

All kinds of shouts could be heard from time to time. Some shouted, while others confessed. In short, cheers and cheers rang out in waves, seemingly wanting to overturn the roof of this martial art building.    

    

Looking at the dozens of people on the side of the Taekwondo club, it was completely silent. Everyone stood still like wooden stakes.    

    

They simply did not expect that the president who was known as the top three in Martial Arts Club would actually not even have the strength to resist under the attacks of others.    

    

The president's words about not accepting the loser sounded ironic now that he thought about it.    

    

"Ah... Have you fought enough!? "    

    

Duanmu Chu, who was always being suppressed, roared when he heard the jeers from all around him. His face was flushed red like it was on fire.    

    

A rhythmic sound came from inside his body, and Ning Lo's punches were forced open.    

    

"Yo, you're finally angry. I thought you were going to persist for a while."    

    

Leaping backwards, Ning Lo dispelled the force transmitted to him with a wave of his hand and stood not far away.    

    

"I thought you were going to use the Taekwondo to break free from your constraints, but after all that, it's not national martial arts. The president and captain of the Taekwondo club didn't use the Taekwondo to help, but chose national martial arts instead. Isn't that ironic?"    

    

Ning Lo stared at him playfully.    

    

The struggling technique that the opponent displayed just now was obviously from the Dragon Country, and he really wanted it to be the style of Shaolin's long fist.    

    

For a Taekwondo club president to use Shaolin kung fu instead of Taekwondo was naturally a bit unreasonable.    

    

"No matter what you say, I am still the president of the Taekwondo club. This is an indisputable fact. So what if I use all of the martial arts in this world? "    

    

Duanmu Chu stared angrily at Ning Lo and clenched his fists as he felt the burning pain coming from his arms.    

    

"Heh heh, your argument doesn't sound like you, but it's fine. You're right."    

    

"How about my Wing Chun Fist?"    

    

Ning Lo chuckled playfully.    

    

"Humph!" "It's just like a woman's fist."    

    

"Really? It's not a good habit to be stubborn. What's wrong with the corner of your mouth? It looks like you're bleeding. "    

    

"What?"    

    

Hearing this, Duanmu Chu's expression changed. He quickly reached out to touch the corner of his mouth, but found that it was completely empty without any traces of blood.    

    

"Ugh …" I'm sorry, I was seeing things. "    

    

"You!"    

    

"Don't be angry yet, your eyes look swollen. This time it's real. I'm so sorry, I was too busy attacking just now and didn't see where I was hitting. I'm sorry. "    

    

"Enough! You with the surname Ning, you humiliated me today, I will make you pay the price in pain! "    

    

Duanmu Chu had never been humiliated like this before. He felt as if his heart was about to explode from anger. He gave a loud roar as he clenched his fists and swung them up.    

    

"Yo, I can't take it anymore. I thought you could endure it." Forget it, didn't you say that my fist is a woman's fist? "Then laozi will just put in a bit more effort and see if you can take it."    

    

With a snort, Ning Lo's body flashed and dodged before Duanmu Chu's fist could reach him.    

    

In the next second, he suddenly made a move. He performed the Wing Chun Fist and once again pulled Duanmu Chu in front of him.    

    

The fist fell down.    

    

Crack, crack, crack. The wind from Ning Lo's fists fell. This time, Ning Lo was no longer as merciful and his hand strength also increased.    

    

At first, Duanmu Chu was able to hold on, but he gradually started to groan.    

    

The intense pain was unbearable even for him.    

    

Just when he was unable to endure any longer, he suddenly felt his vision go blank. He looked up and saw Ning Lo standing not far away.    

    

He put his hands on his waist, frowned, and shouted to the crowd in the Academic Society, "I say, you guys can just cheer for me. What the hell are you saying that I love you for teaching me?" Didn't you see where my wife is? "Also, it's fine as long as the other girl calls out 'I love you'. Why are you guys joining in the fun?"    

    

"If you continue to yell for laozi, I'm not willing."    

    

"Hey, President Duanmu, is this beating comfortable?" "If I feel that my strength is not enough, I can increase it a bit more. I will definitely not discount it."    

    

"Enough! Don't tell me that you only know how to use the Wing Chun. If you have the ability, then use some other martial arts to fight me!"    

    

Duanmu Chu's face alternated between green and purple. He was so angry that he lost some of his rationality.    

    

He discovered that he was completely unable to muster any strength. The opponent's' Inheritance Chun Fist 'had already reached the acme of perfection. As long as he could get involved with the opponent, he would be brought into it.    

    

The latter was able to control him in a very small radius with her Harmony of the Spring Fist, making it impossible for him to display any of her strength.    

    

"Big President, don't you know that you already lost the moment you asked that question? The 'Roaring Spring' is one of the martial arts of the nation, so can't I use the 'Roaring Spring' against you? "    

    

"However, since you've asked, then I'll tell you. I really don't only know how to use 'Roaring Spring'."    

    

"Baji Fist!"    

    

With an angry roar, Ning Lo suddenly stomped on the ground.    

    

All of a sudden, the entire State Arts Club floor started to violently tremble just like when Ning Lo was facing Wang Hu.    

    

Although the Wing Chun Fist style varied greatly and was extremely concentrated, and his punches were very fast, it still lacked a bit of masculinity.    

    

The people in front of him were all hot-blooded youths, and when he suddenly saw Ning Lo switch to Baji Fist mode, he instantly heard the sound of a tsunami.    

    

Duanmu Chu, on the other hand, was panicking. He looked at Ning Lo in disbelief as he mumbled to himself.    

    

"Where did this guy come from? Why can he even learn Baji Fist?"    

    

He was not unfamiliar with the Baji Fist.    

    

Compared to Wu Chun's gentle and weak boxing style, the Baji Fist was coincidentally similar.    

    

To think that a person could practice two different types of fist techniques. This was something he had never expected.