Godly Auxiliary System

This was very obvious. Although Taekwondo was very famous internationally, but it was always rated as the worst combat skill in actual combat.    

    

Fighting skills like Thai boxing, judo, and kickboxing were undoubtedly more lethal and based on actual combat. The goal was to use the various parts of the human body to defeat the opponent as fast as possible, but because of this, it was not very popular among the teenagers. After all, the main purpose of the parents sending their children to the training was to strengthen their body, not to fight as fiercely as the others.    

    

After two rounds, the Taekwondo coach's face had turned completely black. This was a bit too embarrassing.    

    

When the thin and weak student returned, although he was panting heavily, his eyes were extremely bright. He said joyfully: "Mr Ye, I've won!"    

    

Ye Lee patted his head and laughed: "Take this time to rest. There will be a few more matches later."    

    

The other students were all very excited to watch the performance onstage. All of them were eager to give it a try and began to fight for it.    

    

"Mr Ye, let me go up next!"    

    

"Let me do it, let me do it!"    

    

Jiang Tao said: "Don't be anxious, the competition has only just started, there will be more chances later."    

    

On the field, there was elimination, so it happened very quickly.    

    

The members of Taekwondo were all eliminated, like eggplants that had been beaten with frost. The coach said with a sad face, "This is not fair, we Taekwondo usually have to fight hand in hand during battles. The upper half of our bodies can only defend but not perform, you guys are the victors!"    

    

"Stop bullshitting, you're still holding back? Who's going to play with you guys in actual combat!"    

    

"That's right, my leg was raised so high up, I just threw it down!"    

    

"As expected, Korean's items are all useless to look at."    

    

After playing Taekwondo for more than a decade, it was still a set of kicking wooden boards. Everyone knew what was going on inside, if you had the ability, you could trade it for a homemade real wood flooring. If you had the quality of the board, it would count as my loss!    

    

The only ones who would be on stage next would be the judo club and the Martial Arts Association students.    

    

The netizens were all very excited. Even though the kids on stage had not fully matured yet, knowing that it was taught by the Mr Ye, the feeling felt different.    

    

Especially some of the Martial Arts Association kids, their postures were even more decent, and they were even more beautiful when fighting.    

    

But very quickly, the students on the Martial Arts Association side encountered a formidable opponent.    

    

At this moment, the match had already reached the final three rounds.    

    

A member of the judo club came out. He saw an abnormally tall and sturdy fatty wearing protective gear as he walked onto the stage.    

    

The students on Martial Arts Association's side could not help but swallow their saliva, looking at their opponent who was almost two heads taller than them in shock.    

    

The audience was shocked. This little fatty had developed too well. He was eleven or twelve years old, and his height was almost that of an adult's. He wore a black belt and stood on the arena, as if an adult was bullying a child.    

    

In the broadcast room.    

    

"Holy shit, this is the first time I've seen such a strong child."    

    

"You might not believe it, but I don't think I can beat this kid!"    

    

"What did you eat to grow up?"    

    

The Japanese judo coach's face flashed with pride. Although the first half's Martial Arts Association had exceeded his imagination, he believed that as long as his students entered the arena, the champion would still belong to his judo club.    

    

The match began.    

    

The students on the Martial Arts Association side were a little bit nervous, just as they were about to move, suddenly the fat student with black belts ran out, his huge body was like a big ball of meat as it rammed over.    

    

Plop!    

    

The thin and weak student was directly pressed down on the ground. His face was flushed red, and he was unable to get up no matter how hard he struggled.    

    

This time, the judo club won.    

    

In the audience.    

    

"This is bullying."    

    

"I don't see any sign of judo. It's all down to weight."    

    

"Does this mean that as long as my physical fitness and ton capacity reaches a certain level, I can defeat a martial arts master even without using any skills?"    

    

In the broadcast room.    

    

"This isn't a martial competition anymore. It's a complete crushing defeat."    

    

"I heard that this batch of students from Martial Arts Association all come from an orphanage, and their physical fitness is much lower than their peers. I felt that it was a bit unfair."    

    

"Of course. It's already two heads taller."    

    

"Mr Ye, I'm sorry I lost." The thin and weak student returned to his seat, his eyes filled with tears. He felt that he had failed Mr Ye's expectations.    

    

Ye Lee comforted her: "You've already done your best. You did very well."    

    

"Mr Ye, and me, I will definitely defeat him!" The tiger-like Yang Zihao said excitedly.    

    

Right now, he was the only student left in the association, and the judo club on the other side only had one big fatty left.    

    

However, seeing Yang Zihao's small stature, Jiang Tao did not plan to fight for the championship. He said: "This time, you guys have already done very well.    

    

Yang Zihao stubbornly shook her head, "No, I want to be a hero, I won't admit defeat!"    

    

Jiang Tao did not know whether to laugh or cry.    

    

Then, he started to worry. If he really went up like this, he would be at a disadvantage.    

    

Ye Lee clearly thought about this, he was afraid that this child would be too stubborn, and get injured on the stage. Although he had protective gear, it was hard to say if he could suppress his huge weight.    

    

The final battle was about to begin. Both sides were preparing.    

    

At this moment, the judo club coach walked onto the stage and cheered Little Fatso Black: "Do your best, defeat Zhina's martial arts with judo and let everyone know, our judo is the strongest fighting technique!"    

    

Although these words were not directed at the Camera, many spectators had heard them and could not help but frown.    

    

What did these words mean? A youth's competition had actually been labeled as such.    

    

Many of them knew that the coach was from Japan, but they never expected his thoughts to be this extreme and even somewhat extreme.    

    

Ye Lee's hearing was extremely good, and he couldn't help but frown at this moment. If this was only a normal match, it didn't matter if he won or lost, but rather when it came to communication and training. But for the Japanese coach to say such words in front of everyone, it was really going too far.    

    

[1000 Reputation Points have been spent to exchange for the Small Marrow Washing Pill]    

    

Ye Lee said: "Little Hao, Mr Ye has a sweet pea that can replenish energy. Eat it before you head up."    

    

"Sugar beans?" Yang Zihao stared blankly.    

    

A mysterious smile flashed across Ye Lee's face. He raised his hand, and a small Bone Ablutionary Dan, the size of a pea, appeared in his palm.    

    

Yang Zihao felt as if her nose smelled a very peculiar fragrance, and couldn't help but take it. But before she could taste what it was, the sugar bean turned into a warm stream that flowed through his throat and into his entire body.    

    

The next moment, Yang Zihao felt as if her entire body was filled with an inexhaustible power.