Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Just as Wang Ke had said, today's military training was only a matter of internal affairs. And before the mission, every instructor had made it clear that as long as they passed the test, the freshmen could go to the stadium to watch the martial arts competition and exchange pointers.    

Of course, this was limited to watching martial arts competitions. If someone was unwilling, they could stay in the dorm and not go out.    

The freshmen burst into cheers. Naturally, they were happy to watch the competition. Moreover, this competition was a martial arts exchange between China and Japan, so no one was unwilling.    

At half past nine, many of the freshmen were in groups of three or five as they charged towards the gymnasium in a formidable array.    

Today, the martial arts exchange between China and Japan will be held in the gymnasium. The students are already packed, with a black mass of people sitting or standing in the stands.    

On both sides of the stands, there were teachers and professors from Jiangdu University. Seated on the main platform were the school leaders, as well as two Vice Presidents, the Director, and the Director …    

Regarding this martial arts exchange, the higher ups of the school attached great importance to it. A certain famous Japanese university had simultaneously sent an exchange request to the three great Chinese academies, while Jiangdu University was the first to bear the brunt.    

The Chinese usually had a reserved personality, but it did not mean that they did not have a temper. This kind of hidden provocation would definitely give them a heavy counterattack.    

Of course, there were some Japanese students who came to watch and cheer for their country, but in this noisy red sea, it was not even a drop of water.    

The scene was extremely explosive!    

Zhang Yang, Little Fatty, and the others were also in the crowd. Due to Ge Wu's relationship, Martial Association President Wang Ke had arranged seats for everyone in the front row and even personally came to greet them.    

"Zhang Yang, I'll bring you to visit our Martial Arts Association."    

After greeting him, everyone thought that Wang Ke would leave. After all, as the president of the Martial Arts Association, he was very busy today. How could he have the mood to send an invitation to Zhang Yang?    

"Aren't you busy?" Zhang Yang asked the question that was on everyone's mind.    

Wang Ke smiled and shook his head, "Busy, I'll definitely be busy. However, it's not the time for the competition yet, and there are still two referees on their way."    

As he said that, he pointed to the platform, "In a while, the head of the school will definitely make a statement about this as well …" Cough cough, you all know that it's very easy to fall asleep … "    

Everyone smiled in understanding.    

Seeing Zhang Yang's slight hesitation, he immediately felt relieved. He looked at Little Fatty and the others and also noticed Su Su and Ye Junyan, who were beside Zhang Yang. He laughed, "Sorry, it was my mistake. How about this. Everyone come visit together."    

"We can also take a look?" Little Fatty's eyes lit up, full of joy. Pei Jun and Elder Brother Xiaosa also revealed looks of yearning.    

In Jiangdu University, the martial arts association had a lot of influence, moreover, its management was strict, and was not a member of the association. Outsiders were not allowed to enter, and now that they had the chance to visit, a few of them were somewhat interested.    

"Alright."    

Zhang Yang nodded his head quickly. Although he refused to join the Martial Arts Association, he still had a good impression of Wang Ke. With Zhang Yang's intelligence, it wasn't hard to guess Wang Ke's intention when he personally came to invite him.    

Soon, everyone followed Wang Ke to the left side of the stands and went through a special tunnel. Finally, they entered a hall. This was the competitor's resting room; it was actually a training room.    

The living room was very large, at least five hundred square meters. There were all kinds of fitness equipment, such as treadmill, biker, water wheel, turnstile, high and low bar, and so on.    

But... There was not a single person on these fitness equipment, and the ten team members who were preparing to go on stage were actually looking at a group of young people wearing white exercise clothes at the center. As soon as they entered, they felt an extremely tense and tense atmosphere.    

Wang Ke's smile froze and his face quickly darkened. He made an apologetic face towards Zhang Yang and the others and quickly walked over, shouting, "What happened, Che Renbiao, who let you in!"    

Che Renbiao?    

Korean?    

Zhang Yang and the rest looked at each other with a puzzled expression before they quickened their steps and followed him.    

Hearing Wang Ke's voice, the two groups of people looked over at the same time in a tense manner. Of course, when they saw Zhang Yang and the others behind Wang Ke, Ge Wu's team members revealed a curious expression, while the group of people dressed in white exercise clothes raised their chin and swept a provocative glance at the crowd.    

"What's going on!" Wang Ke walked up and swept his gaze across the two people. Finally, he looked at one of his team members.    

"Guild Leader, these guys are just here to cause trouble." That team member looked angry as he said, "They barged in right after you left, they're just making trouble …"    

"Who dares to cause trouble?"    

The speaker was a 1.9m tall man in a Taekwondo suit. His chest was muscled and his forehead was high. He was a typical Korean, the Che Renbiao that Wang Ke spoke of.    

"President Wang, I just want to ask you, why are there no South Korean players on the list? Aren't we students of Jiangdu University? Or do you guys look down on foreign students? "    

Wang Ke's face darkened, forcefully suppressing his anger, he said in a low voice, "Che Renbiao, I've already said it clearly, this Sino-Japanese martial arts competition is for us. Why are you going up?"    

After pausing for a moment, Wang Ke sneered, "Also, I have full authority to arrange this Martial Arts Exchange Competition. If you are not convinced, you can talk to the higher-ups. Don't compete with me. You have three seconds, get out!"    

"Korean, get out of here."    

"Get out!"    

The other members of the Martial Arts Association laughed and agreed. Everyone in front of him had ashen faces, but very soon, Che Renbiao revealed a disdainful expression and shouted.    

"Our Han nationality's Taekwondo is one of the most orthodox martial arts in the world. Your Chinese martial arts and martial arts, as well as Japanese karate, all have the shadow of our Taekwondo. Back to the historical roots, they were all created by drawing lessons from some of our Korean martial arts techniques. As the source of East Asian martial arts, we must let you know what true martial arts is and what is orthodox martial arts is!"    

F * ck!    

This purebred was simply disgusting.    

The members of the Martial Arts Association revealed looks of anger and then booed.    

"Korean, are you f * cking shameless?"    

"Go to hell, your Korean is the most shameless plagiarist."    

"…"    

Behind him, Little Fatty and the others also widened their eyes in anger. Even the two goddesses, Su Su and Ye Junyan, were so depressed that they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

"Damn it, I really want to beat up this bunch of Korean to vent my anger. They are so shameless." Elder Brother Xiaosa's handsome and feminine face was flushed with anger.    

Little Fatty was clenching his fists, "Can't you see that? Their goal isn't to compete. It's just a bunch of sh * t sticks to affect the mood of the other members."    

After pausing for a moment, he continued, "Since when did Little Korean and Japanese wear the same pair of pants?"    

Hearing that, everyone was stunned. Zhang Yang looked at Little Fatty in surprise.    

It had to be said that among the five people in the dorm, although Little Fatty's appearance wasn't outstanding and he didn't have any specialties, his brain was quick to react. When he was sent to the infirmary by Zhang Yang and Ge Wu after he sprained his leg, he already noticed that Black Drillmaster was targeting Zhang Yang.    

Now that they heard what he said, everyone also came to their senses. The gazes they used to look at Che Renbiao and the others were filled with even more anger.    

"Enough!"    

At this moment, Wang Ke suddenly shouted loudly. How could he not understand Che Renbiao's intention? He stared at him and said coldly, "I'll say it, immediately leave this place!"    

"Hahaha."    

Che Renbiao suddenly laughed brazenly, disdainfully swept his eyes over the members of Martial Association, and disdainfully shook his head, "Chinese martial arts, it's only so-so, Chinese people … "Coward!"    

"F * cking Korean, why don't you try again?"    

Ge Wu immediately could not hold it in anymore and jumped out to attack, but he was stopped by his teammates. The other teammates also started to retaliate, and although they were extremely angry, they knew that they must not attack at this critical moment.    

"Korean, go back to Korea. Since you look down on China, are you here to eat sh * t?"    

"Exactly, a bunch of shameless bastards! "Scram!"    

Compared to cursing, there was probably no other country in the world that could compare with China. For a moment, all sorts of scolding could be heard, and there were even many dialects mixed in.    

Except for Che Renbiao, whose Chinese was better, the other Koreans could not understand him at all. And under Che Renbiao's deliberate efforts, they all burst out into laughter at the same time, showing a look of disdain.    

"Chinese, low quality!"    

After saying that, Che Renbiao waved his hand and led his team members outside. He knew that he had achieved his goal and there was no need to pester them any further.    

"Guild Leader, let me beat that Koreans to death." Behind him, Ge Wu's face was full of anger. If he wasn't dragged along, he would have rushed over long ago.    

"Don't be impulsive, calm down and prepare for the match."    

Wang Ke stared at their backs with a dark face. He also wanted to vent, but at this moment, he couldn't do anything. Not only would it affect his following performance, it was just a joke.    

"Rest assured, after the competition, I will give everyone a satisfactory answer!"    

Hearing this, the crowd could only give up. However, it was as if they were holding in a ball of fire in their hearts, unable to vent out.    

On the other side, Che Renbiao led his team members and passed by Zhang Yang's group. However, when they saw Su Su's and Ye Junyan's beauty, many of their eyes lit up. Although they didn't say anything, two of them lightly whistled.    

Not only that, the last guy seemed to have been tripped by his companion. He staggered a few steps and bumped into Ye Junyan, who was at the outermost.    

Because it was too sudden, this fellow seemed to stagger and be unable to stop in time. His right hand subconsciously stretched forward. If Ye Junyan's reaction was slow, her chest would have been touched by the other party's pig hand!    

Ye Junyan, who had not expected this outcome, was instantly dumbfounded.    

Seeing that the plump white spot was getting closer and closer, this fellow appeared to be flustered, but an evil lust flashed deep within the eye sockets. Just as he was imagining the smoothness and elasticity of the tentacles, suddenly, his wrist tightened, tightly gripped by a large hand, like an iron hoop, unable to move.    

Zhang Yang made his move.    

"Ouch …"    

That fellow wanted to pull back his hand, but the pain was so excruciating that it felt like his bones were being crushed. He couldn't even resist the pain. His expression was twisted as he wailed in pain, his face pale and bloodless.    

Bang!    

Zhang Yang grabbed his wrist and dragged it to his chest. Then, with a kick, Zhang Yang sent the guy flying more than ten meters away and heavily smashed him onto the ground.