The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1120 - 1116: Frustration

For a moment, Zhong Damin thought he was going to get hurt.

He was even considering which hospital to go to for recovery.

However, something strange happened the next moment.

The imagined pain did not come; on the contrary, he heard another sound of wind by his ear.

The sound was very subtle, much quieter than the noise made by Jin Taixi.

Yet it was this sound that gave him an infinite sense of security.

Moreover, when this gust of wind arose, the threat posed by Jin Taixi seemed to disappear.

Everything was at a standstill.

Zhong Damin was sure he was safe.

But what was going on?

Why had the two winds frozen at the same time?

Instinctively, he turned his head and saw a strange scene.

Jin Taixi’s face was ferocious, and his hair was stained with a lot of sweat.

He was supporting his body with one foot, the other aimed mid-air in a kicking motion.

And Qin Hao was standing in front of him.

Similarly raising his foot, Qin Hao’s movement was defensive.

He hooked Jin Taixi’s foot with the instep of his own.

Their feet were so close together.

One was defending, the other attacking.

Neither moved, but the pressure emitted from them was enough to make everyone present feel immense stress.

"You... have some skills." Jin Taixi’s ferocious expression disappeared, replaced by a serious one.

The so-called experts see the essence.

Just now, with a single move.

Qin Hao’s speed, power, precision, and composure were all evident.

It could be said, this seemingly effortless defensive kick.

Already demonstrated Qin Hao’s strength.

A master.

Although he didn’t want to think so.

Jin Taixi had to admit it.

Qin Hao’s strength is remarkably formidable.

"Not just some skills..." Qin Hao spoke leisurely, Jin Taixi thought he might be humble, but the tone suddenly turned arrogant: "It’s just that you’re too weak, you Korean!"

"You!" Jin Taixi’s body shook, almost losing his mind from anger.

This guy is still mocking me now?

"Die!" Jin Taixi suddenly exerted strength with his foot.

Qin Hao also lightly lifted his foot.

Bang!

Their feet clashed and each retreated three steps.

The fury in Jin Taixi dissipated, and he said coldly, "We both stepped back three steps, it doesn’t necessarily mean you’re stronger than me!"

Qin Hao waved his hand slightly: "I’m very weak, but it’s easy to deal with you, this weak Korean!"

"You..." Jin Taixi wanted to explode again, but quickly calmed down.

He’s provoking me, I can’t fall for it!

So he gritted his teeth and said, "You think you’re on par with me, surely you’re secretly celebrating, right? After all, you people from Huaxia are so shortsighted, always pleased with yourself."

Qin Hao sneered disdainfully.

Jin Taixi continued, "Too bad, my moves just now held back, after all, this is Huaxia territory, it would be troublesome if someone died here."

"I can responsibly tell you, if I went all out, you would be undoubtedly defeated!"

Jin Taixi was so confident.

Indeed, he was something of a Taekwondo grandmaster in South Korea, mastering many techniques, including several lethal ones.

Being in a foreign country, he chose not to use his killer moves.

Otherwise, he thinks he could easily defeat Qin Hao.

Normal people faced with Jin Taixi’s words might be slightly intimidated.

But Qin Hao wasn’t.

He just smiled faintly: "How shameless, Korean."

"Humph!" Jin Taixi snorted coldly, taking three quick steps forward.

He knew Qin Hao had a sharp tongue, if given a chance to ridicule, he would be in an unfavorable position.

Instead of wasting time putting himself at a disadvantage.

Better to cut through the chaos with a swift attack.

Just as Jin Taixi thought everything would follow the script.

There was the sound of breaking through the air.

In his eyes, a dark shadow approached rapidly, its speed astonishingly fast!

Jin Taixi, after all, a Taekwondo master, had excellent reaction ability.

As the shadow approached, he turned his head forcefully.

Whoosh!

But even so, the dark shadow still cut his face.

Blood flowed, Jin Taixi stopped his steps, his eyes filled with a hint of fright.

What on earth is so fast?

His eyes were dazed and unfocused.

When he opened his eyes again, he found a button missing on Qin Hao’s clothes.

He was suddenly shocked: "You used a button!"

"Correct." Qin Hao casually discarded his coat, bending down unhurriedly.

In front of him, Jin Kuihe was curled up, shivering.

Qin Hao bent down, searching around Jin Kuihe’s waist, pulling out a belt. A black belt.

This black belt was a symbol of Jin Kuihe’s honor.

But now, held in Qin Hao’s hand, it took on a different implication.

Jin Taixi didn’t know what Qin Hao was up to. He only felt deep shock.

A button had such power.

If there were a few more, how could he withstand it?

He knew Qin Hao’s collar probably had five or six more buttons!

Thinking this way, Jin Taixi moved in terror.

He wanted to get close to Qin Hao while he wasn’t paying attention.

Then, he could unleash his killer move.

Qin Hao would be certainly defeated!

However, just as he started to move.

An object came face-on, filled with cold murderous intent.

Whoosh!

Jin Taixi tried to dodge, but it was already too late.

With a crisp sound.

His face numbed, a mark appeared. Judging from the mark, it seemed his face had been lashed by a whip.

But Jin Taixi knew he hadn’t been whipped.

Rather, it was that black belt!

Now, the black belt was back in Qin Hao’s hand.

He shook his wrist gently, sometimes the black belt flew straight out.

Then after a crisp sound in the air, it retracted.

This black belt, was being used like a whip?

Jin Taixi couldn’t quite believe it.

Playing with buttons is fine, but even a simple waistband too.

Are you not being a bit too intimidating?

Jin Taixi touched his cheek, there, after the whipping, it was numb and somewhat swollen.

"Hey, what are you hesitating for, hurry up and make a move!" Qin Hao teased lightly while playing with the black belt.

Jin Taixi felt quite bitter inside.

You can use a black belt as a whip.

How can I make a move?

"Not moving? Then I will." Qin Hao’s wrist twitched, and the black belt rapidly struck, hitting Jin Taixi’s calf.

Pow!

Jin Taixi’s calf hurt, and he jumped up.

After landing, he clutched his calf with a face full of pain.

Qin Hao’s expression remained unchanged: "Make your move."

Jin Taixi wanted to make a move, but hesitated for half a second, and the opportunity was gone.

Whoosh!

The black belt attacked again.

Pow!

This time, Jin Taixi’s stomach got struck.

The burning pain made him cry out: "I’m making a move!"

But as he took a step, his foot was hit again.

This time, Jin Taixi was truly confused. He shouted resentfully: "Staying still gets me hit, moving gets me hit too, what do you want, exactly!"