Zhang He was at the back door, and when he saw Duan Buqi, he smiled bitterly: "We may lose." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"How is that possible?" Duan Buqi was completely incomprehensible: "The opponent's strength is only second-rate at best, it's not difficult to defeat them." ”

"Most of what you saw that day were not students from the school, but three generations of disciples from various sects who came here to borrow the venue to practice, and this competition." Zhang He shook his head: "If you don't practice national art from a young age, it is difficult to achieve anything, this student within Beidou University, even if he has a good physical fitness, is only at a third-rate level now, and he is not the opponent of that group of people at all." ”

Duan Buqi pondered for a while and asked, "How many are there?" ”

"Three." Zhang He said with a smile: "Although my country's art club seems to have a large number of people, and it is supported by the school, the venue is huge, and the equipment and facilities are complete, but in fact, there are only three people who can stand the boredom and difficulties of national art this year, and they don't often come to practice on weekdays, and they have not received systematic teaching. ”

"Hmm."

Duan Buqi pinched his finger bones: "Replace the next one, I'll go up." ”

"But ......"

"What's so good?" Duan Buqi tilted his head and said, "Didn't you let me in through the back door, isn't that what you wanted?" ”

"It's not."

Zhang He explained: "You are among the three. ”

"Ahem." Duan Buqi coughed and kicked his legs, and said in a low voice, "Take me quickly." ”

"Yes."

Zhang He had a hint of a smile in the corner of his eyes, and then leaned into his ear and said solemnly: "The manager of the karate club, Haruko Hikawa, brought some RB boxers into the school yesterday and recruited them into the club, not surprisingly, it was to suppress our influence in the school, I just glanced at it at the beginning, basically they are second-rate peak players, you have to be careful." ”

"Hmm."

Duan Buqi nodded: "It seems that the impression left by your Guoshu Society in the school is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and even the people of the R country know that they came to bully you first." ”

"yes." Zhang He said fiercely: "If you want to play killing chickens and making an example of monkeys, it's really overwhelming." ”

"You don't have the strength to make a move, and you are still so unscrupulous to provoke people everywhere." Duan Buqi rolled his eyes and couldn't help but mock.

"It's not like I didn't expect it." Zhang He looked a little embarrassed: "The powerful world of Guoshu is well known, the Inoue Sheng family has a long history and a very good background, and they must know the situation here, I just didn't expect that they would use such dirty means, after all, the Guoshu Club in this university was originally a training and leisure place for our disciples who practice Guoshu, and since its establishment, it has been established here as an internal base, and it has not taken into account the current situation at all." ”

"Understood."

Duan Buqi walked around to the back of the venue under the leadership of Zhang He, looking at the crowd of onlookers who were pressed by the black, Duan Buqi shook his head, and turned his gaze to look at the members of the karate club kneeling on the side of the venue.

With just one glance, Duan Bu turned around and left, and began to take off his coat as he walked: "Take me to change clothes, the remaining two don't need them to go, the other party is all second-rate peak players, they have many scars on their bodies, they are obviously not ordinary boxers, they are here with the purpose of humiliation, don't hurt the body and mind of these children." ”

"You're only eighteen." Zhang He followed Duan Buqi and muttered secretly, but did not refute Duan Buqi's suggestion, and instructed the boxer just now to make arrangements for the appearance, and he took Duan Buqi to the locker room.

In the locker room, Duan Buqi took off his coat and pants, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, he didn't look in the mirror on weekdays, he didn't notice that his appearance had changed drastically, if Duan Buqi a week ago was just a little security guard who looked ordinary, a little unenergetic, and had a sub-healthy body, then the current Duan Buqi is a martial artist whose face has become a little angular, with a capable and serious temperament, a healthy body, and a strong physique!

"Not bad."

Zhang He walked in with a set of clothes, looked at Duan Buqi, who was only wearing shorts and a vest, nodded and said, "Dress to look thin, take off to show flesh, but the muscle groups on your body are still very balanced, I can't even tell that you are a martial artist." ”

"Hmm." Duan Buqi came back to his senses, looked at his fair skin, and shook his head: "It's just whiter." ”

"That's something that many people can't envy."

Zhang He smiled faintly and handed the clothes in his hand to Duan Buqi: "Carefully selected satin fabrics, loose and strong. ”

"Thank you."

Duan Buqi took the clothes and put on black satin pants, the clothes were very smooth, if he was entangled in the battle, it would be easier to get out, the clothes had a cold touch, and they were very warm to wear Duan Buqi liked this feeling the first time he wore them, but in modern times, he was destined to not be able to wear such clothes all the time.

Shaking his head with some pity, Duan Buqi changed into a white shirt, tied a black belt, and looked at the mirror in front of him.

In the smooth mirror, Duan Buqi's strong body filled the loose clothes to the brim, a lifelike golden dragon stretched out its claws from Duan Buqi's shoulder, the huge dragon head stopped at Duan Buqi's heart, the shining dragon eyes with a mighty light, a pitch-black belt covered with white auspicious cloud patterns, the whole outfit was clean and domineering!

"Bang bang."

Zhang He clapped his hands: "It's so majestic." ”

"Bang!"

At this moment, the locker room was suddenly knocked open, and a man of five big and three thick walked in, and shouted with a red face: "Who squeezed in front of me!" ”

"It's me."

Duan Buqi responded with a smile: "What is your opinion?" ”

"Just you?" The man said disdainfully: "Just an embroidered pillow for you, I'm afraid it's just like your clothes, flashy, and the opponents are all strong, so don't be reckless." ”

"yes."

A girl stuck out a head from the man's back: "You are so thin, don't go up, my brother is very strong, one person can beat five peers." ”

"Don't mess around."

Zhang He frowned and said, "It's not your turn to question the arrangement of the club. ”

"But ......" The man shrunk his neck, he knew that Zhang He was the manager of the Guoshu Society, and if he offended him, he was likely to be expelled.

"Alright."

Duan Buqi walked over with a smile, patted the man's right shoulder, and said to Zhang He: "Let's go, he won't stop me anymore." With that, Duan left the locker room without giving up.

Zhang He glanced at Duan Buqi suspiciously, shook his head and glared at the man who was in place, and chased after him.

Seeing Duan Buqi and Zhang He leaving, the girl shook the man's thick arm unwillingly and asked, "Brother, what are you doing here, catch up." ”

The man came back to his senses in shock by the girl's cry, shook his head with a wry smile, put his left hand on the right shoulder that Duan Buqi had touched, and said softly: "Shoulder...... It's numb. ”