After withdrawing a few steps, Yan Xiaoyu felt the strength in his hand gradually recover, and for a while, he looked at Cheng Bo with some surprise.

"Hey, how can you hit someone casually?"

At this moment, Ma Zhenzhen stood up and accused Yan Xiaoyu with an angry face.

"Humph!"

Yan Xiaoyu let out a cold snort and said to Cheng Bo: "Shameless boy, I will spare you first this time, and teach you a lesson next time!"

"Okay! I'll wait. ”

Cheng Bo smiled calmly, didn't take the other party's threat in his eyes at all, and then pulled the angry Ma Zhenzhen to sit down and continue eating.

Cheng Bo shot too fast just now, and because of the angle, almost no one saw him poking Yan Xiaoyu's arm, and thought that she had retreated by herself.

"That guy has a weirdness!"

After leaving the cafeteria, Yan Xiaoyu said secretly, feeling that his arm was still a little numb.

"Do you really want to join the martial arts club?"

Ma Zhenzhen asked again.

Cheng Bo nodded: "Yes, after lunch, I'll go to the club to have a look." ”

So, after having lunch in the cafeteria, Cheng Bo and his entourage went to the martial arts club according to the records in the materials.

All the clubs of Hangchuan University are housed in a discontinued teaching building, which has five floors, and the station of the martial arts club is on the fifth floor, which, together with the rooftop, is the territory of the martial arts club.

"Classmates, are you here to join the martial arts club?"

As soon as Cheng Bo and his party came outside the martial arts club, a tall boy greeted them and asked enthusiastically.

Cheng Bo smiled and said, "We are freshmen, I want to ask what are the requirements for joining your club?"

The tall boy said: "There are no other requirements, as long as you love martial arts, or our students from Yunxi School can join, of course, you have to pay 20 yuan per month." ”

"I still have to pay money, I heard that other clubs don't have to pay!"

Deng Xia interjected.

The tall boy explained: "In fact, this group fee is also used on everyone's body, you see all kinds of exercise equipment in our club, are bought with group fees, of course, that little group fee is not enough, the rest of the money is paid by our head of the regiment himself, and it is inevitable that he will be injured in the process of practicing martial arts, so he will also buy some bone-setting medicine, which is made by our head of the regiment himself, and the effect is very good!"

While talking, the two invited Cheng Bo and the four into the club, and then took them to visit.

"How many people are in the club now?"

Cheng Bo asked again.

"Not much, only fifty-six people, the main reason is that the practice of martial arts is too hard, and few people can hold on!"

The tall boy said with some indignation: "There are more people who go to learn taekwondo." ”

"Shen Dong, who are you talking about who is the fist embroidered leg, there is a kind of you say it again!"

At this moment, a group of boys wearing taekwondo uniforms walked into the martial arts club, and the first one was a tall boy about 1.85 meters tall, with a black belt tied around his waist.

The tall boy's face changed suddenly, and he stared at the other party unkindly: "Wang He, what are you doing here?"

"What do you say?"

Wang He, a tall boy, sneered.

A boy walked out behind him and continued: "Our taekwondo club has recruited more than 100 people, and the venue is not enough, anyway, there are not many people in your martial arts club, so it is better to change the place and vacate the place for our club!"

"Don't think!"

Shen Dong gritted his teeth and said.

Wang He laughed mockingly: "Hehe! A group of guys who occupy the pit and don't! What qualifications do you have to occupy here, anyway, you are just a few people, just find a place to practice!"

"Get me out! You're not welcome here!"

Shen Dong was so angry that he trembled.

Wang He sneered: "This is not up to you, we have already applied to Director Li and agreed to our request, let you give up the venue!"

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you!"

With a light drink, Shen Dong suddenly rushed out and smashed his fist into the opponent's chest.

"Cut! even your three-legged cat kung fu dares to do it with me!"

Wang He pursed his lips, and when Shen Dong approached him, he suddenly threw a punch as well.

"Bang!"

The two punches were together, and then Shen Dong was shocked and retreated, at this moment, Wang He stepped forward and kicked a few kicks in a row, where could Shen Dong, who had not yet stood firm, resist, could only retreat again and again, and finally was kicked in the chest by the other party, snorted, and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this scene, the students of the taekwondo club who came along couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Wang He looked at Shen Dong condescendingly: "Are you convinced? Just your kind of three-legged cat, you are not my opponent after practicing for a lifetime, what martial arts, bullshit!"

“...... You're ......!"

Shen Dong was angry.

"You say martial arts are bullshit?"

At this moment, Cheng Bo stood up and faced Wang Hedao.

"Who are you?"

Wang He looked at Cheng Bo contemptuously.

"I'm a freshman preparing to join the martial arts club!"

Wang He narrowed his eyes: "It turned out to be a junior, I advise you not to join the martial arts club, after all, they are going to lose even the venue, you might as well join our taekwondo club, and martial arts is just a lie, it's really not worth learning!"

"Wang He, you deceive people too much!"

Shen Dong, who stood up, wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Cheng Bo with his hand, then looked at him and said, "Senior, don't worry, leave it to me!"

Cheng Bo's voice carried an undoubted force, and Shen Dong actually nodded and retreated.

Then, Cheng Bo looked at Wang He again: "You say that martial arts are bullshit and deceive, that's because you haven't met a martial arts master!"

"Could it be that you are a master?"

Wang He sneered.

"It's not a master, but it's no problem to beat ten of you!" Cheng Bo said seriously.

"Haha!"

Wang He laughed: "Boy, do you know what you're talking about?"

"You know, I mean, taekwondo and martial arts shoes don't deserve it!"

"Look for death!"

Wang He's eyes were cold, and with a dodge, he approached Cheng Bo, and then turned around and kicked out.

But at this moment.

Cheng Bo suddenly raised his hand into a fist and hit it.

"Bang!"

His fist hit Wang He's inner thigh, and suddenly, the other party felt that his entire thigh fell into numbness, and at the same time, Cheng Bo kicked his other calf again, making him stand unsteadily, and a fart squatted and sat on the ground.

The students of the taekwondo club who were still laughing at Cheng Bo's incompetence stopped laughing abruptly, and their faces were extremely surprised.

Wang He is a taekwondo master who got a black belt, why was he overturned so quickly.

"How? Do you still think martial arts are a lie?"

Cheng Bo looked at Wang He and asked in a cold voice.

Hearing Cheng Bo's questioning, Wang He's face flashed with shame and resentment, shook off the students who came to help him, stood up and said, "Just now, I was just careless, and I felt like I was fighting again!"

"Hehe, ten more fights are the same result!"

Cheng Bo sneered.

"Bastard!"

In the middle of the explosion, Wang He rushed towards Cheng Bo again, this time, he was much more careful, and at the moment of approaching Cheng Bo, he quickly threw a punch.

Cheng Bo, who was standing there with his hands erect, suddenly raised his fist.

Shot like electricity!

"Bang bang bang!"

A dense impact sounded, but it was Cheng Bo's fist that hit Wang He's chest continuously, and then, with a muffled snort, the opponent's figure flew out upside down, slammed to the ground, struggled for a long time, and was unable to get up.

"Are you still coming?"

Cheng Bo looked at him and asked.

"You!"

Wang He was dumbfounded, but more resentful and angry.

"Since there is nothing to say, I ask you to apologize to everyone in our martial arts club now!"

Cheng Bo said again.

"Why?" said Wang He unconvinced.

"Because you insulted martial arts, and besides, martial arts are not qualified to insult people like you!"

"Fuck you! want me to apologize, you're dreaming!"

Wang He, who was being helped, shouted.

"Your mouth stinks, you should hit it!"

Cheng Bo shook his head secretly, then stepped out, approached Wang He in a breath, raised his hand and slapped him in the face, making a crisp sound, and at the same time, five bright red finger prints appeared on his cheeks.

"Well played!"

Shen Dong finally couldn't help but shout.

Wang He was almost mad, and shouted hysterically: "Cao Nima, everyone go up together, kill this bastard for me!"

There were more than a dozen people who came with him, and all of them belonged to the kind of students who were tall and tall, and they usually received the favor of Wang He, so they all rushed to Cheng Bo with a slight hesitation.