Chapter 81: You Are All Flamboyant

Chapter 81 You are all flamboyant

When the Korean chick was secretly in love, Qin Chao didn't know that he was still concentrating on enjoying the performance on the stage.

That Suji, a seductive female fairy, destroyed the fragile psychological defenses of countless boys with a hot dance. For a moment, there was thunderous applause from the audience, and some boys even whistled.

That Jin Zaiyou was also quite crazy, standing up and stepping on the chair, clapping and shouting Ma Smecta. Anyway, Qin Chao himself didn't understand, so he was too embarrassed to ask Han Enxi next to him.

And Han Enxi was even more depressed, originally wanted to leave here early and go back to the dormitory, but unexpectedly met Qin Chao, his legs became weak and he couldn't walk. My God, is this man the nemesis in my life?

After Su Ji finished the song, she blew an ambiguous kiss to Qin Chao. This blow made the venue explode, and all the men were thinking wildly.

"She, she kissed me!"

"Oh my god, my goddess gave me a kiss, could it be that she felt my deep love!"

"Fart, she obviously kissed me!"

"Nonsense! You look big and thick, it's no wonder that the goddess can take a fancy to you!"

"Damn it, that's better than a fat pig like you!"

"For my goddess! Fuck him!"

As a result, several people in the venue started to fight violently. Fortunately, bodyguards came forward and dragged them all out. Only then did the nearly bursting venue slowly cool down again.

Only Qin Chao knew that Su Ji's kiss was for himself. The chick is so courageous, Qin Chao felt warm in his heart.

Su Ji exited, and the rest of the show continued. But everyone seemed to be immersed in Su Ji's dance, so the following programs were not paid much attention.

Du Xing is the president of the school's martial arts club. He has learned Hongquan from his grandfather since he was a child, and he has a sacred belief in Chinese martial arts.

So when he went to university, he immediately formed such a club to attract martial arts enthusiasts with similar interests to study Chinese extensive and profound martial arts culture.

In this kind of international exchange meeting, in order to promote Chinese martial arts culture, Du Xing naturally worked hard to win a performance spot.

At this time, he brought his staff members to perform on stage the program he had prepared for a long time.

In the center of the stage is a boy and a girl. The man is handsome, the woman is beautiful. These two people's martial arts level is not bad, and they are two capable generals under Du Xing.

I saw the two of them, dressed in red and yellow, feeding each other on the stage. At this time, the two are performing Hongquan and Xingyiquan. The two of them come and go, sometimes as fast as a gust of wind, and sometimes as slow as a virgin.

But Du Xing ignored one thing, that is, the nature of this kind of martial arts performance is not strong, and the routines in it can only be understood by those who know how to do it.

The students of our school below the stage are okay. They more or less know that the performance of Chinese martial arts is probably like this. But those foreign students didn't understand, they all shouted that they were bored and changed the program.

"What's so interesting about this kind of show!" Jin Zaiyou leaned back on the chair, curling his lips, "How can the Chinese know any kung fu? Their kung fu is just a little bit of kung fu learned in Korean culture. Our taekwondo is The strongest. Enxi, don’t you think so?”

As a result, when Jin Zaiyou turned his head, the beautiful female classmate was not sitting beside him. "Hey, where did Enxi go?"

Jin Zaiyou was wondering when he suddenly saw a change on the stage. A Japanese exchange student suddenly came out of the auditorium and jumped onto the stage.

"Student, I'm sorry, we are performing a show, please go down."

A teacher immediately stood up and said.

"Sorry!" said the Japanese boy, speaking fluent Chinese, "I am a student of the Shinbudokan in Japan, and I have been learning karate. Now I see students from your school performing Chinese Kung Fu. Mentality, I want to compete with them. I don’t know if your school can satisfy my wish.”

The Japanese student had a mocking smile on his lips. And his leading teacher didn't care, just stood there with his arms folded and watched the joke.

Su Fei looked at the arrogant Japanese student, frowned, and discussed with several school leaders. At this time, Wu Hao, the person in charge of this exchange meeting and the director of the Municipal Education Bureau, suddenly said.

"Xiao Su, I think this activity can still be done. This will be more conducive to our Sino-Japanese friendship and mutual cultural exchanges."

Director Wu said so, so Concubine Su could only nod her head.

"Tell Du Xing that you can compete with this Japanese student. But pay attention, click as far as possible."

"Okay." The teacher in charge immediately went to the front desk and told Du Xing.

The president of the martial arts club was also a little annoyed, he thought to himself, you Japanese devil with no eyes, isn't this picking on me! Well, since you dare to come, I will let you come and go.

Du Xing was full of fighting spirit, but he forgot that what he had learned was only a little bit of Hong Quan. Even a few of their members are mostly interested. It's okay to play two ways of boxing, but if you really fight against people, I'm afraid you don't have any actual combat experience.

"Wang Wei, teach him a lesson!" Du Xing said to the boy in red.

"Yes, President, just read mine!"

Wang Wei glanced at the little beauty Ai Jia who was wearing a yellow military uniform beside him. As a member of the same club, he has been chasing Ai Jia for a long time, but this little girl has high eyesight, always saying that her skills are far behind, and she doesn't look at herself at all.

Hmph, let's teach this ignorant Japanese a lesson in front of her today, so that Ai Jia can change her view of herself!

And the actors in the backstage also secretly watched the upcoming contest on the stage. Fang Wen was wearing a black leather jacket and skirt, looking a little more seductive than usual. She blushed and asked Hu Lili who was also dressed beside her.

"Lili, do you think we can win?"

"Of course!" Hu Lili rolled her eyes, "Didn't Wang Wei always claim that he was the children's martial arts champion in the city when he was a child? It shouldn't be a problem to beat a little Japan."

"But... why do I feel that the Japanese student looks fierce..." Fang Wen whispered.

"You little girl..." Hu Lili peeked at Su Ji who was taking off her makeup on the other side, and said in a low voice, "Except for your brother Qin Chao, who is not fierce in your eyes!"

"Lili... what are you talking about..." Fang Wen blushed even more.

Leaving aside the girl's heart, I saw Wang Wei standing on the front desk, bowing to the little Japan.

"Wang Wei, a disciple of Hong Fist, please give me your advice." After speaking, he clenched his fists, stepped off his horse, and assumed the posture of Hong Fist.

At the same time, Wang Wei also meant to be polite, I will defend first, and you will attack first.

The Japanese student was not polite, he suddenly yelled, took a big step forward, and at the same time made a clean slash.

Wang Wei was taken aback by this blow, he thought to himself that the little Japanese in the Mahler Gobi should fight as he pleases!

"Wang Wei, be careful!" Others didn't see the Japanese student's attack, but Ai Jia knew the power of it. Although Japanese karate is not a high-class kung fu, it pursues power and ferocity. Many Japanese students use their hands to break bricks, but the Japanese student's palms are covered with calluses, which shows that he has also been immersed in this way for a long time.

If this blow is real, then Wang Wei is not stupid, and he will have a concussion.

Fortunately, Wang Wei was also clever. In a hurry, he stretched out his two arms and crossed them in front of him.

The Japanese student's chopping hand also fell, only two clicks were heard, and Wang Wei screamed and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

"Wang Wei!"

Several students ran over quickly, but Wang Wei was so painful that his face was pale, he was sweating, and he couldn't move his body.

It happened that a school doctor was also watching the show, so he hurried over and checked Wang Wei.

"It's broken, send it to the hospital."

Broken bones... These students all looked at the Japanese student with some horror. He just stood there quietly with his arms down, thinking that the commotion had nothing to do with him.

"Chinese kung fu is nothing more than boxing and embroidering legs." The Japanese student finally said loudly after Wang Wei was sent away, "Only karate is the strongest kung fu!"

He walked to the very center of the stage, raised his arms, and shouted loudly, "I wear Masata, and I want to set up a karate club at Guangyuan School to promote our Japanese karate culture! If you want to become stronger, don't go to learn that Plant flowers and embroider legs, come to our Zhenwu Karate club, I wear Zhengtai every day, welcome you!"

There was a sudden commotion in the audience, and the students in Guangyuan almost exploded in anger. But this god horse Richuan Zhengtai did kill the members of the martial arts club with one move, and even broke his bones.

College students like myself have no strength to restrain a chicken, even if they are angry, they can't beat them.

At this time, someone finally couldn't bear the arrogance of the day-wearing Zhengtai, and rushed to the stage. The students were excited for a while, thinking that a righteous boy with kung fu had finally come. Who knows, after a closer look, they were greatly disappointed.

Uncle, Qin Chao also took a sip, it turned out to be an exchange student from South Korea.

"#*x-on:&!...&*" Na Jin Zaiyou couldn't see how the Japanese promoted their karate, so he stood on the stage and shouted in a string of Korean characters.

"What did he say?" Qin Chao didn't understand Korean, so he could only ask Han Enxi beside him.

"His ... his total country (China) kung fu is deadly, and Japanese kung fu is not traditional (orthodox). With our Korean taekwondo, how can we die."

"Damn, here comes another braggart." Qin Chao rolled his eyes, and thought to himself, no wonder there is a saying, there is a pretense every year, especially this year!

"Souga..." That day Chuan Zhengtai seemed to understand Kim Jae-woo's Korean, his face became gloomy, and he said, "Since that's the case, then we two might as well compete. The winner will be eligible to form a club. The loser , Kneel on the ground, kowtow, apologize, apprentice!"

When Jin Zaiyou saw the other party posing a karate strike, holding the absolute principle of strike first, he immediately flew forward, and with a strong whip kick, he swept towards the forehead of that day wearing Zhengtai.

"Ha!" Ri Chuan Zhengtai shouted, stretched out his right arm to cover his head, and his strong forearm clamped Jin Zaiyou's leg. Then, he grasped a fist with his left hand and put it across his waist, followed by another continuous shout, and sent out a heavy blow.

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Resume the second watch from today, 10 in the morning and 6 in the evening. Three shifts on weekends.