Under the guidance of the staff, Zhou Yang went to the waiting room for preparations under the ring. As soon as he entered the door, he saw no less than ten men of different heights standing inside. All of these people were wearing martial arts uniforms with the logo of the martial arts association.
He is twisting his body joints!
Seeing Zhou Yang coming in, everyone was stunned for a moment. One of the men, with a well-proportioned and fair figure, walked out of the crowd, came to Zhou Yang, and asked doubtfully: "Which major is this classmate in?"
Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows and said softly: "President of the Rural Association Zhou Yang, didn't you invite me here?"
Upon hearing that he was the president of the Rural Association, more than a dozen people present looked at Zhou Yang with disdain, and some even snorted with disdain.
The man in front of him smiled and said: "It turns out to be President Zhou. Haha, maybe you don't know that many representatives of the association didn't come. They have given up the competition. Are you sure you want to go on stage?"
"Of course!" Zhou Yang said and smiled, put his hands in his pockets, then closed his eyes and rested.
A short-haired man next to him stared at Zhou Yang's face and said sternly: "Look, see how I play with him later!"
The competition started soon. The girl host who came on stage had a ponytail and an antique long dress. She said in a sweet voice: "Dear students, the exciting martial arts competition is about to begin.
, I am the host Xiaota, and I would like to introduce to you the judges and guests of this competition."
"Judges, Mr. Pu Changmin, Vice President of Beijiang Wushu Association, Vice President, Deputy Secretary of the Party Committee, Principal Wang Hong, Dean of the School of Art... Now let’s introduce the guests, Director of the School Logistics Department Zhang Yong, and the most beautiful counselor of the School of Finance Wang Shanshan
Teacher... everyone is welcome!"
The competition started. The first group was a fight between the president of the school's Taekwondo Association and a member of the Wushu Association. There was only one rule in the competition, try not to hurt anyone, and stop at the point. But Zhou Yang had no such idea, because he heard
What that short man said.
Wang Shanshan was wearing a dark-colored sportswear and a sun hat that had to be checked on her head, hiding her beautiful face underneath. Originally, Wang Shanshan was not planning to participate in such an event, but she heard that representatives from rural associations also participated, so she
So he agreed.
After several groups, Zhou Yang stood under the ring with his arms folded and watched quietly. He found that the people in the martial arts association basically followed the same path, and their lower body skills were very stable. They basically tied their legs on the stage.
, you won’t be forced into confusion by the other party.
Soon it was Zhou Yang's turn. The supporters on the stage held paper cards and said excitedly: "Next, it's Gao Ming, the vice president of our Wushu Association, versus Nong... Zhou Yang, the president of the Rural Association, invites two seniors.
Come on!”
Zhou Yang walked onto the ring in jeans and a black shirt. Then he saw Hu Zi and Xiao Wei cheering for him in Zheng Yuan’s fan group. Zhou Yang waved there.
, and then turned to look at the indifferent man opposite.
Gao Ming is now a junior in college. He joined the martial arts association after entering school. He has learned nothing else in the past three years, but has improved his flexibility a lot. He often wins in competitions with his flexible moves and speed.
Gao Ming cupped his fists at Zhou Yang and bowed in a gesture of invitation. He saw that Zhou Yang was busy saying hello to the fans group opposite. Many girls discovered that the man on the stage was the handsome guy who performed miracles at the dance that night.
, also shouted loudly.
Seeing Zhou Yang ignoring him like this, and seeing the pointing classmates below, Gao Ming's face turned red, a flash of color flashed in his eyes, and he immediately launched his body and attacked behind Zhou Yang with small steps.
Wang Shanshan below was looking up at Zhou Yang at this moment. When she saw Gao Ming attacking behind him, Wang Shanshan exclaimed: "Zhou Yang, be careful behind you!"
Wang Shanshan's shout immediately attracted the attention of several guests and judges around her. Director Zhang asked in surprise: "Teacher Wang, are the people on the stage your students?"
Seeing Wang Shanshan nod, the director sighed: "Talent, I didn't expect that there are also students in the finance major who are good at martial arts, ah, he took action!"
At the same time that Director Zhang exclaimed, Zhou Yang turned around fiercely, and with one move, he hit the ankle of the short leg that was kicking him on the butt.
Gao Ming was startled and thought to himself: How could his technique be so precise?
With a loud shout, Gao Ming swung his right fist and hit Zhou Yang's chest. At the same time, he exerted force with his left foot, kicked the ground, bounced up, and kicked Zhou Yang directly in the abdomen.
Using both fists and kicks, many students around him covered their mouths in surprise, and some even closed their eyes in fear.
Just when everyone thought Zhou Yang would be kicked down by Gao Ming, Zhou Yang suddenly grinned, which made Gao Ming's heart tremble. Zhou Yang's body suddenly fell backwards...
Zhou Yang did not stop until his upper body was bent almost parallel to his waist. At this time, all the audience in the audience had held their breath. Many dance students murmured: "Impossible, this is impossible, no
Human resilience can reach this level!”
Because Zhou Yang's limbs above the waist are almost at a 90-degree right angle to his butt, how can this not be surprising?
After successfully evading Gao Ming's two blows, Zhou Yang's upper body seemed to be equipped with springs, and instantly bounced up from the backward position, whispering: "You won't be qualified to play with me even if you practice for ten more years..."
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"Bang!" Gao Ming was punched directly in the face. The latter flew straight out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground.
Wow! Seeing the vice president of the Wushu Association knocked off the ring with a punch, the whole audience was shocked. All the students who were watching began to shout Zhou Yang's name and started shouting.
Many people in the audience stood up and shouted something excitedly...
After Gao Ming was knocked unconscious by a punch, the supporter came up with a stiff smile on his face, took the microphone and said: "Our senior Zhou Yang really hides his secrets and defeated senior Gao Ming with one move. Let's invite the next group.
…”
Zhou Yang walked to the supporting girl, reached out to take the microphone, and said loudly: "My name is Zhou Yang, and I speak for the Rural Association. Thank you!"
Wow, as soon as these words came out, the surrounding commotion became even louder, and waves of sound came out from all directions one after another.
"Senior Zhou Yang, you are so handsome!"
"I want to join the Rural Association!"
"I want your signature, come on, senior!"
"Ah...Zhou Yang, I love you so much!"
In the distance, Zheng Yuan and his group stood up and sat down excitedly, shouting at the top of their lungs, but found that their voices were always covered up by the shouts of the men and women around them. In the end, they could only smile helplessly, but they could not hide the excitement in their hearts.
Just when Zhou Yang was about to step off the stage, the fair-skinned man from before walked onto the stage and spoke into the microphone: "On behalf of the Wushu Association, I am asking for advice from Mr. Zhou. I hope Mr. Zhou can accept it!"
Seeing Zhou Yang nodding, the supporters looked expectantly at the fair-skinned man and quickly retreated.
Zhou Yang saw that the effect around him had been achieved, so he walked directly towards the man opposite him. Every step he took on the ring made the stage buzz, and the face of the man opposite him became more and more solemn.
When the distance between the two was only two meters, the man opposite shouted loudly, and an aura that was completely inconsistent with his body shape erupted from him, and he hit Zhou Yang in the face with a straight punch.
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Zhou Yang smiled slightly, swung his head and hid, saying: "I didn't expect that you are also an ancient martial arts cultivator, but your Ren and Du meridians haven't been opened yet, right?"
Hearing Zhou Yang's words, the man opposite him was stunned and paused for half a second. He looked at Zhou Yang in surprise.
"Practice carefully and I'll teach you a lesson!" Zhou Yang suddenly shouted coldly, and Fulong Qin used his hands, which instantly wrapped them around the man's shoulders.
The man on the opposite side didn't see Zhou Yang's movements clearly. He only felt a lightness under his feet and was actually lifted up by Zhou Yang. He spun around. After Zhou Yang lifted the man and spun it around a few times, he was still on the ground. Then the whole audience looked like he was dead.
In the quiet environment, he squatted down and said to the man: "Be calm. If your member loses, you rush to take revenge. This is a taboo in martial arts!"
The man looked at Zhou Yang's walking back. There was no angry expression on his face, but he was unusually calm, as if he was thinking about something.
After Zhou Yang walked down, he was surrounded by violent applause. On the judges' bench in the audience, the vice president of Beijiang Wushu Association stood up, walked up to Zhou Yang excitedly, clasped his fists and asked: "May I ask who this brother is trained under?"
Zhou Yang still remembered that this guy seemed to be an official in some martial arts association, so he said: "A closed disciple of Qingyang Sect!"
Seeing Zhou Yang walking out surrounded by Zheng Yuan and other people, the man wondered: "Qingyang Sect? Why haven't you heard of this sect?"
Zhou Yang left, as if the biggest focus of the competition had left, and many students left one after another. In the end, the competition could not continue, and several judges and guests also left one after another. Wang Shanshan's face was flushed, and she seemed very excited.
, followed the flow of people and walked out of the venue.
On the way back, Huzi, Zheng Yuan and others almost had their thumbs cramped, and they kept straddling Zhou Yang and fucking beautifully.
Hu Zi shouted loudly on the road: "Hey, brothers and sisters from the Rural Association, Brother Hu is treating us tonight. Let's go to the Century Hotel to celebrate the triumph of our president, okay?"
Zheng Yuan laughed loudly: "It's good to be brothers with the rich!"
Just before the group of people reached the hotel, Huzi's cell phone rang.
"Yes, I am Brother Hu. Do you want to join the Rural Association? Yes, come to 303 for an interview tomorrow!" Huzi praised and hung up the phone happily.
Unfortunately, the phone rang again before I put it in.
"Want to see Zhou Yang? Do you love him? Come to 303 for an interview tomorrow!"
"Hey, do you want to join the Rural Association? Do you want to sponsor 100,000 yuan? Do you want Zhou Yang's signed underwear? Come to 303 for an interview tomorrow!"
…
Half an hour later, Huzi sat directly on the ground, tore the phone into pieces, then put it into his pocket with a smile. He sighed: "Now I finally know how much benefit a brand can bring!"
During the meal, Tong Juan, Ouyang Xu and others sat at a full table. Several people took turns toasting to Zhou Yang. Looking at the formation, it seemed that they were going to knock him down. Unfortunately, they didn't know that Zhou Yang only needed to activate his inner breath.
, the alcohol will immediately turn into hot gas and be expelled from the body.