Tunghai University.

Although it is the eleventh long holiday, there are still people on campus, and not everyone chooses to travel, some people go home, and some people stay in school.

As we all know, there are many clubs on the university campus, and every time a freshman starts school, it is the busiest time for the major clubs.

After the eleventh long holiday, the freshmen will be completely relaxed, and at the end of the long vacation, it is the time for the clubs to grab people.

Now, the major clubs can take advantage of this long holiday to make full preparations, print election leaflets, distribute posters, pull banners, and strive to work hard and get a bumper harvest after the freshmen return.

The martial arts club is relatively deserted, and the venue is relatively shabby, which was converted from a discarded laboratory in the school, and it is almost a crowd.

Chinese martial arts have a long history, but with the development of the times, the martial arts sect disappeared, the masters also disappeared, and martial arts gradually degenerated into a showcase, becoming something like juggling and performance.

Martial arts need to have a solid foundation, without ten or eight years, you can't practice famous at all, and now in this society, no one wants to waste time, no one wants to endure hardships, and almost no one is willing to practice martial arts.

On the contrary, taekwondo, sanda, jiu-jitsu and other clubs are extremely popular and overcrowded.

Among them, taekwondo is the most popular, taekwondo has no requirements, easy to practice, can be fast, the moves are gorgeous, and sharp, can be handsome, can defend themselves, attract countless people yearning.

Although the martial arts club is not prosperous, the people in the club are still full of enthusiasm and tidy up the venue. Paint. Sticking murals and so on. At the very least, the venue should be made more upgrade.

Everyone is doing their own work, with a clear division of labor, striving to make the martial arts club look new, and strive to carry forward the things left by the ancestors.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud bang came, and at the door of the martial arts club, a new door had just been installed. He was kicked out of a big hole, and all the glass by the door was shattered.

"Hahaha, the martial arts club is too shabby, and this break is too unsturdy."

"Hehe, don't hit the martial arts club, you see, they're staring at you."

"Children, forget it, how to clean it up. The martial arts club is still garbage, it is better to quit the group. Join our Taekwondo Club. ”

More than a dozen boys walked in with rampant smiles, sneering, and scolding, and the people from the martial arts club hula, all of them gathered around, clenched their fists, and glared angrily.

"Chen Peng, are you still not from Huaxia?!"

Cui Minghui, the president of the martial arts club, stepped forward, his fists crunched, and he glared at Chen Peng, the vice president of the Taekwondo Club, his eyes breathed fire and roared fiercely.

"Of course I'm from Huaxia!"

Chen Peng looked at Cui Minghui coldly, the ridicule and contempt in his eyes were not concealed at all, and he didn't take Cui Minghui in his eyes at all.

"Martial arts are a precious wealth left by our ancestors, you can not practice, but you must not insult martial arts!" Cui Minghui's expression is solemn, he has a pious attitude towards martial arts, and he believes that one day, Chinese martial arts will regain their glory.

"Cui Minghui, don't be stupid, wake up, martial arts? Valuable? It's just some fancy shelves, there is no practical value at all, those masters of internal skills, flying eaves and walls, picking flowers and hurting people, etc., are just novels, things in film and television dramas, and they don't exist at all in reality! ”

Chen Peng sneered, what he said was an insult to martial arts, the angry Cui Minghui and the members of the martial arts club trembled, Cui Minghui's face was pale, and his anger was raging, if Chen Peng dared to be disrespectful again, he would definitely smash it with a punch.

"What? Want to duel? I'm so scared, Cui Minghui, let me tell you, taekwondo is the mainstream of society, and martial arts can't be compared with it at all. ”

Chen Peng is extremely arrogant, he is the vice president of taekwondo, and the president Kim Yongtai is a Korean student and his master, teaching him the most authentic taekwondo, and he is very confident in his strength.

"Fart, how can taekwondo compare to Chinese martial arts, you guy who admires foreign people, I want to duel with you."

Cui Minghui roared angrily, he had lost his mind, and regardless of the hindrance of others, he must duel with Chen Peng and defeat his taekwondo with his Chinese martial arts.

"Hmph, don't measure yourself, look at how my taekwondo can break your Chinese martial arts!"

Chen Peng smiled disdainfully, agreed to Cui Minghui's challenge, and the two walked to the training ground together, standing opposite each other, and the battle was about to break out.

Cui Minghui practiced Bajiquan, Bajiquan is fierce and domineering, extremely lethal, and fast, he has been practicing for more than two years, and he thinks he has achieved a little.

"Hah!"

Cui Minghui's tongue touched the roof of his mouth, and when he exerted his strength, he hummed out, and his strength exploded, adding it into a lunge, and directly using the essence of Baji Fist, Tie Shan, and his majestic body leaned towards Chen Peng like a hill.

However, Chen Peng's legs were extremely flexible, and his feet moved, and he dodged very easily.

At the same time, the right leg swept out, a very standard horizontal kick, and hit the back of Cui Minghui's head, Tie Shan did not hit the target, and he was a little flustered for a while, and he hurriedly dodged, and narrowly dodged.

Chen Peng was unforgiving, his body twisted, and his right leg slashed over one hundred and eighty degrees in an instant, with a terrifying wind, blasting into Cui Minghui's lower abdomen.

Cui Minghui closed his waist and sank, his feet seemed to be rooted, and his fist slammed into Chen Peng's soles with the momentum of collapsing mountains.

"Bang!"

The fists and feet collided suddenly, Cui Minghui's body shook, and his face suddenly turned red, however, his horse steps were very solid, he insisted on it, and did not retreat, the fist strength of Bajiquan was fierce and domineering, Chen Peng's soles of his feet were in severe pain, and he involuntarily retreated, and he took four steps back in a row before he could stop.

"Good!"

The people of the martial arts club looked excited and applauded.

"Ahh

Chen Peng was annoyed and angry, roared loudly, kicked the ground with both feet, rushed out, slashed his legs like a knife, and slashed straight down at Cui Minghui's head.

"Bang!"

Cui Minghui made a move to block, but the force of Chen Peng's blow was very fast, and after hitting his palm, it hit his shoulder again, and Cui Minghui's legs trembled and rolled to the ground.

"Whew!"

Chen Peng's offensive did not stop, and a side kick that was not bad hit Cui Minghui's shoulder fiercely, kicking Cui Minghui out.

"Vajra Eight Style!"

Cui Minghui roared angrily, regardless of it, he lost his mind, he is the president of the martial arts club, he must not be defeated, absolutely not, and directly use the domineering King Kong Eight Style.

"Descending the dragon, subduing the tiger, hugging the tiger, taking the dragon, supporting the hammer, supporting the palm, splitting the mountain, and exploring the horse!"

Cui Minghui went crazy, every time he played a style, he shouted out its name, although it looked more violent, but it could not cause substantial damage to Chen Peng, after all, Cui Minghui bought a boxing book to practice by himself, and there was no one to guide him, but Chen Peng got the guidance of Jin Yongtai, and he had touched the edge of the black belt, and his strength was good.

"Bang!"

Three minutes later, Chen Peng made a roundabout kick and slapped Cui Minghui's back of the neck, Cui Minghui's head roared, rolled out, and lay on the ground, trembling all over, unable to get up.

"Yay, win, taekwondo is invincible!"

The people of the Taekwondo Club screamed and looked at Chen Peng with admiration, making Chen Peng even more arrogant.

"The martial arts club is garbage, it is not worthy of opening a club, so it will be demolished!" Chen Peng's high-spirited opening stepped straight over Cui Minghui's body, not horizontally, but vertically, from his feet to his head, and from the top of his head, Chiguoguo's humiliation.

"Hahaha, it's dismantled, and our Taekwondo Club can accept some more people."

A group of people from the Taekwondo Club began to wreak havoc, splashing paint all over the floor, tearing murals and smashing objects...... It was a mess, and the people of the martial arts club tried their best to stop it, but they beat it hard.

In the end, the martial arts club was ruined.

Chen Peng laughed three times, and left proudly with a group of people from the Taekwondo Club.

"Ahh

Cui Minghui's expression was distorted, with a thick unwillingness on his face, he screamed, and slammed his fist on the ground, he was the president, and he was defeated, and he lost to the vice president of the Taekwondo Club, so who would want to join the martial arts club, chagrin and resentment filled his mind, and he turned a blind eye to the bloody fist.

"President, among the freshmen of this year, there is a man named Du Yufan, I heard that he is very powerful, and the instructors are not his opponents, we can find a way to let him participate, and when the time comes, we will teach Taekwondo a hard lesson."

A thin young man sat next to Cui Minghui, comforting and putting forward his own suggestions.

"Will he participate?"

Cui Minghui asked uncertainly, Du Yufan is a popular figure, he is very powerful, he should not participate in such a shabby martial arts club.

"Don't worry, Du Yufan's roommate Xu Wenqiang is my eldest brother, I'll tell him to go, Du Yufan should participate." Qian San said confidently, he followed Xu Wenqiang, Xu Wenqiang is Du Yufan's good buddy, this matter is very reliable.

"San'er, it's all up to you!"

"Wrap it up on me, as long as Du Yufan joins our club, he will definitely beat Chen Peng crying dad and calling his mother, and that Jin Yongtai, a self-righteous guy, Du Yufan will definitely beat him back to his grandmother's house!"

Du Yufan didn't know everything that happened in the East China Sea, since he decided to go out to play, he would play wholeheartedly, and the affairs of the East China Sea would be solved when he went home, at this moment, he had arrived in Xihang, accompanied Yang Yitong and his party, and played in West Lake.

Happy time, always flies quickly, the time of the day, in the blink of an eye, in the evening, Du Yufan and others found a bar at random, ready to relax.

Shortly after they entered, a group of young men and women appeared at the door of the bar, with colorful hair and strange clothes, and several of them had studs on their noses and lips.

One of the girls, who was very beautiful and looked normal, had a smile on her face that was a little reluctant, and was held in the arms of a young man in a flower shirt, if Du Yufan saw this girl, he would definitely lose his big teeth. (To be continued......)