After listening to Ding Wenfeng's words, I fainted. How could I bring such a pervert out?
After the two of us visited the night view, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to the hotel. When the organizer saw us coming back, he just told us to study hard at night and start the official competition tomorrow.
Early the next morning, we were woken up by a phone call from the hotel, telling us to meet downstairs at eight o'clock and a car would take us to the competition venue. Ding Wenfeng and I quickly got up, and this guy actually went to the toilet for more than half an hour.
I was so angry that I knocked on the door several times, and then this guy came out sickly, his legs dangling, and cursed: "Damn it, what the hell did I eat last night? I almost pulled out my anus!"
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I was a little confused. Yesterday I ate some raw salmon, shrimps and other fresh food. How could I be fine? In fact, my body was almost invulnerable at this time, but I didn't think about it for a moment.
I looked at Ding Wenfeng, who was as weak as a shrimp, and couldn't help but shake my head, can I still participate in the competition? Don't fall down before you get on stage, then your opponent will laugh out loud!
I quickly called the organizer, and the other party's reply was that one of the two people can participate in the competition. It doesn't matter even if the other person doesn't play from beginning to end. As for the people in the mall, they can make their own decisions. Although I was left alone.
It seems unfair to me to challenge others, but a fight of this level doesn't waste any energy on me.
I helped Ding Wenfeng get on the bus. This guy was still standing firm despite being like this. He was putting more burden on me! But I couldn't say this. I knew that Ding Wenfeng also had good intentions and came to accompany me.
Almost all the students on the bus were students with yellow skin. I think this competition is only of Asian nature, and Europe and the United States do not participate in this kind of competition. I took a look and found that except for students from North Korea who were not represented, there were students from South Korea, Thailand, and Singapore and Malaysia.
have.
Due to the language barrier, most student representatives just talked to students from their own country. Suddenly I saw a person, it was Yang Wei. I really didn’t understand why this guy didn’t come with us, but started his own sect.
We came to participate in the competition in the name of the Chinese Taekwondo Club, and I saw him chatting happily with the Korean Taekwondo students, without even looking at us.
"Does this Yang Wei have any conflict with you?" I glanced at Ding Wenfeng and said.
"That's right, haha, it's all a family matter. I didn't tell you before, but it doesn't hurt to talk to you. In fact, I was born in a big family, and so was Yang Wei. This may be how children from aristocratic families look at each other.
It's not pleasing to the eye! In short, Yang Wei is always against me." Ding Wenfeng said with a bitter smile.
"But I don't think you have any airs!" I asked strangely. In my eyes, Ding Wenfeng is just like an ordinary college student. Apart from being a little lecherous, he is also quite approachable. Could it be that he is also the heir of a legendary family?
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"Haha, I don't have it, but that doesn't mean that others don't have it either. You see, the more low-key I am, the more others will push for it. You can see this from the fact that you are the only member of the club I organized!" Ding Wenfeng said.
"That's because many people worship foreigners! Instead of learning good Chinese martial arts, they want to learn other kung fu that evolved from ancient Chinese martial arts. It's really putting the cart before the horse!" I nodded.
"In fact, it's not the case. It's just that in recent years, the decline of Chinese martial arts, the true essence of martial arts is only known by a few people, and it is not spread to the outside world, which has resulted in many scammers defrauding money under the banner of ancient Chinese martial arts. This makes many people feel that,
Chinese martial arts is a lie, and the exquisite moves in TV and martial arts novels are a lie!" Ding Wenfeng said with some helplessness.
I nodded, what Ding Wenfeng said was indeed true. If I hadn't been reborn, met Jiao Yazi by chance, and taught me some martial arts knowledge, I would have believed it. If it were me in the previous life,
Even if I die, I will not believe such nonsense as flying over the roof and walking over the wall!
The competition venue is located in the gymnasium of a national university in Country R, which has hosted many National University Games and the Asian Winter Games.
The first match was between a Korean player and a local player from Country R. Both of their moves were mediocre. One used Taekwondo and the other used Karate. The Korean players showed their usual playful spirit and specialized in attacking the lower body and face.
The weak spot, and the R country college student also showed his tenacity and unyielding bushido spirit. He refused to give up until he died. He continued to fight after being beaten until he was reduced to a pig's head. In the end, he was carried off and sent directly to the hospital.
The victorious Korean player didn't fare much better either. His left eye was blue and the right eye was red and he raised his hands, and the competition vest on his body was reduced to rags.
I don’t like the playing style of players from these two countries. Whoever wins or loses has nothing to do with me. Next came the players from South Korea and Singapore. At noon, I was about to take Ding Wenfeng to dinner.
Suddenly the competition staff informed me that there was a competition next.
I secretly cursed in my heart, who the hell arranged this game and asked me to go up to the competition on an empty stomach. I was thinking about taking over the opponent's information, and I was stunned. My opponent in this game was actually Yang Wei!
"What's going on?" I asked, pointing to the list of contestants.
"Oh, it's like this, because you two groups are special. You are both from Huaxia University, so you have to decide the winner before you can compete with college student representatives from other countries!" the organizer said.
"Really?" I didn't know the rules of the competition and didn't ask any more questions. Since Yang Wei was so hated by Ding Wenfeng, I'll eliminate him!
"Yes." The organizer nodded and said.
"Oh, okay then, when will the game start?" I asked.
"Now, you come with me to the back to change into your game clothes." The organizer's staff led me to the locker room.
I exchanged a few words with Ding Wenfeng. When Ding Wenfeng heard that I was competing against Yang Wei, he immediately frowned, thought for a while and said, "I'd better go!" After that, he stood up.
"You're like this, why are you going to do it!" I said, dumbfounded: "Are you worried that I will embarrass our martial arts association or something!"
"No, I know Yang Wei. He is a sinister man. I'm afraid he will do whatever it takes to win!" Ding Wenfeng said, "Besides, this man's kung fu is not weak!"
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