Every year in the first week of the fall semester, the afternoon is the most lively time period from 6 o'clock, because during this week, all the clubs will do their best to recruit those new junior high school and high school students.

Seven or eight people in the guitar club hugged the guitar and pretended to be selfless and played the familiar melody, although many of them were out of tune, and even because they were not good at learning and not refining, they couldn't continue to play a paragraph, but they still attracted many ignorant elementary school students to watch curiously, and the chain reaction was that a large number of little boys filled out the form and signed up with excitement;

The girls of the dance club wore beautiful clothes and danced directly, attracting a large number of little boys to drool secretly, and at the same time, they also made a group of little girls sign up with excitement in their eyes;

There are also members of the roller skating club, wearing roller skates, shuttling back and forth between the color cups, so as not to be angry;

Clubs such as the Comic Club and the Literature Club, although relatively quiet, exhibited the wonderful works created by their own clubs, and sent the elite soldiers of the club to create on-site creations, which also attracted a large number of enthusiasts to ask;

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Such a new recruitment scene, of course, is indispensable to the wonderful performances of martial arts clubs such as Taekwondo Club and Sanda Club.

If it were in previous years, the two clubs would definitely have performed their own tricks to attract the attention of students, with the kick of the target on this side, the combination of punches made the students who raised the target stand unsteadily, and the slalom kick, air kick, forward kick, and side kick all kinds of beautiful leg methods were dazzling, and there was also a performance kicking plank next to it, one foot and one plank, clean and neat!

However, this year, the two clubs didn't have the heart to perform a unique performance, and a sudden martial arts competition not only attracted the attention of many students, but also made the two martial arts clubs have no time to care, and there is no better publicity than this competition.

For the Taekwondo Club, Lin Sheng is the vice president of the whole body, and if they win the competition, then their Taekwondo Club's reputation among students will reach a higher level, and it may even become the last straw that crushes the emaciated camel of the Sanda Club.

In the same way, the Sanda Club is naturally very concerned about this game, in the past year, the Sanda Club has been pressed by the Taekwondo Club to the point that there are few members left, if Lin Sheng wins all this competition, then there will be nothing to do with the Sanda Club in the next recruitment.

And if no new members are recruited this semester, and the old members will automatically withdraw from the group when they are promoted to the third year of junior high school and the third year of high school next year, then the Sanda Club of No. 1 Middle School, which has a history of nearly ten years, may be disbanded!

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As soon as the last class of the afternoon ended, many curious students came to the comprehensive hall on the basement floor of the library building, ready to watch the upcoming competition.

Located in the middle of the first basement floor, the complex is about the size of two basketball courts, surrounded by small arenas such as table tennis rooms, badminton rooms, and billiard rooms, where physical education classes are held on rainy days if you don't study on your own.

There are still more than ten minutes before Lin Shengquan and Zhu Mingli's agreed time for the competition, half past five, and the old members of the Taekwondo Club and Sanda Club have already pulled out a competition court with a rope in the middle of the comprehensive hall, and a ring with a length and width of about three meters has been paved with a mat in the middle of the venue.

"How long will it take to start fighting, and if you don't start fighting, you'll have to go to dinner!"

"Didn't you read the campus post? The post said that the time of the martial arts competition is half past five. I only came here after eating, but I didn't expect so many people!"

"This is a martial arts competition, alas, how interesting! Usually you can only see it on TV, how can there not be many people!"

"As soon as I hear what you say, I know that you are not an old man in No. 1 Middle School, and the old people know that there are not a few student competitions in No. 1 Middle School every year, especially those of Taekwondo Club and Sanda Club, and they are embarrassed to continue to practice if they don't compete every two weeks!"

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Outside the competition venue, the crowd of people eating melons was already surrounded, and the sound was amplified indoors, and the voices of various discussions converged into a buzzing sound!

At this time, the two sides of the competition had already arrived at the scene early, and the two trained the small venue next to them to prepare for the game.

Table tennis room.

Zhu Mingli and their dormitory, Wu Xinyan and their dormitory, plus a few other classmates, more than a dozen people were speechless watching Zhu Mingli and Zheng Chao playing table tennis in front of a table tennis table.

Originally, Zhu Mingli came in to prepare for the game, but when he saw the table tennis table, Zhu Mingli's hands were itchy, and there was a table tennis racket in the cabinet on one side, so Zhu Mingli and Zheng Chao started playing.

The two of them are chess opponents who will meet good talents, and they play very lively.

"Hey, Mingli, it's time for the competition soon, don't you prepare?" Zhao Yue shouted worriedly on the side.

Zhu Mingli took the opportunity to draw back a tricky corner kick from Zheng Chao, glanced at his watch and said, "There are still a few minutes, besides, I'm not preparing?

“…… But, you're wasting your energy, hey!" said Wu Xinyan and a girl named Chen Jin.

"That's not it!" Zhu Mingli said, he had just started his activity!

The door of the ............table tennis room was suddenly pushed open, and the buzz from outside came in, and then Zhu Mingli's physical education teacher Du Qingsong walked in with a few boys, one of the boys was holding a red protective gear, and the door was closed, isolating the sound outside.

The sound of the door opening attracted everyone's attention, and Zhu Mingli and Zheng Chao also stopped playing table tennis.

"Zhu Mingli, you're about to go into a fight, are you playing table tennis here?" Teacher Du looked at Zhu Mingli with a ghostly look, and the boys behind him glanced at each other, seeing disappointment in their eyes.

Although it is a competition, everyone knows that this is a legitimate fight, and if you don't prepare well before the fight, you will play table tennis here, will you give up on yourself, or give up the struggle?

"Isn't this a warm-up!" Zhu Mingli shrugged his shoulders and saw a whistle hanging from Mr. Du's neck, so he asked, "Uh, Mr. Du, you are the referee of our competition in a while?"

"Yes, the old rule, which class of students fights, the physical education teacher of which class will be the referee!" Teacher Du rolled his eyes, "There will be a referee in the second year of high school in a while!"

The boy holding the protective gear stepped forward and handed it to Zhu Mingli, "Hello Zhu, I am Wu Zhijie, the president of the Sanda Club, and I am now in my second year of high school.

I wish you a smooth competition and defeat Lin Shengquan!" When he said this, he thought that even the result of his fight with Lin Shengquan was only five or five, and he didn't want to hope at all.

"Thank you!" Zhu Mingli took the protective gear and thanked him.

"Do you need me to teach you how to put on this protective gear?" Wu Zhijie said.

"No, I don't. "This protective gear is the same as the protective gear I bought at home, helmet, upper body protective gear, half-finger boxing gloves, I tried a few pieces of equipment, and they all fit better, so I thanked Wu Zhijie.

Seeing that the time was about the same, and there were still seven or eight minutes, Zhu Mingli officially began to warm up.

Push-ups, crunches, sit-ups and other exercises were done one by one, and then the ligaments of the limbs were stretched and the joints were moved.

In this process, Mr. Du also explained to Zhu Mingli the rules of the competition, like all fighting competitions, such as the back of the head, eyes, lower yin, throat and other vital parts must not be hit.

In addition, there is no limit to the moves used by both sides of the competition, a bit of unlimited fighting, the two are essentially fighting, as long as you don't hit the vital parts, whatever you use.

The outcome of the match ends with either team conceding defeat or even being knocked out.

After the warm-up exercise, there were only two or three minutes left before the competition, so Zhu Mingli began to have small thoughts.

"It's ...... Wing Chun?!" Wu Zhijie looked at Zhu Mingli's familiar boxing skills, and looked at the classmates of Class 4 on the side with a questioning tone.

However, the classmates in Class 4 all stared at Zhu Mingli boxing, and no one answered his questions.

Wu Zhijie turned back to look at a few old friends around him, and the eyes of several people flashed with hope again.

When warming up just now, Zhu Mingli performed a few sharp footwork, they thought that Zhu Mingli was also practicing a certain type of leg skills, but if he compared his leg skills with Lin Shengquan, who practiced taekwondo, this would be a bit insufficient.

But now that Chu Mingli has exhibited Wing Chun, they have not seen the actual combat of Wing Chun, but think about the generation of martial arts master Bruce Lee who pioneered Jeet Kune Do based on Wing Chun, and they have also seen the movie Ip Man.

This Wing Chun is very powerful!

In this way, it seems that the outcome of the upcoming competition has become not very clear?!