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The square in front of the gymnasium is still quite large, because it is the beginning of the new school year, many large and small clubs are busy recruiting new students. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The clubs in the university are usually inconspicuous, but when the new students start school, they always spring up like mushrooms after a rain. From drama clubs, work-study clubs, basketball associations, football associations, calligraphy and painting clubs, and hand communes. Anyway, as long as you can find three or five people who are interested in one thing at the same time, and maintain a high degree of political consciousness, you can establish a community and become a big and a half officials.

The Taekwondo Association and the association that came out later, which claims to be majoring in karate, are also considered to be the more popular associations in universities.

The other associations in the square were obviously smaller than the number of people standing here in Zhou Cheng, and there were only a few people, and the shout of this karate master immediately attracted almost all the people who were ready to sign up for other associations.

Chinese still love to watch lively.

"Let's let go, I have to take a good look at the collision between myself and the Koreans!"

"Don't squeeze. Yes, Mr. Kim Woo-cheol seems to be the most admired Korean rain, and I support taekwondo. Ouch, which pervert pushed me just now......."

"It's better to say this, my MP3 is said to be the original, the digital camera is also the original, the PSP machine is also the original, and the things that are said to be good are good. I support karate! ”

"Damn, I'm going to sign up for the same too. Taekwondo or karate. Fight fast, whoever wins, I'll report it! This shout was vicious enough, and it immediately resonated with the people around him.

"Hit, hit, hit......"

The Chinese students were coaxing below, shouting that they wanted to see the two sides compare, and the people standing on the steps could naturally understand, which was related to the reputation of the martial arts hall in the future, and the two sides were afraid that they would not be able to fight.

Jin Youzhe looked at the dozens or hundreds of people in the square under the steps, then looked at the people behind him, and then said to himself who came out to provoke just now: "Karate black belt fourth dan, what's the big deal." I'm also a taekwondo 4th dan. said that I am overbearing, and I still want to rob our Bamboo Island, today I will teach you a good lesson! ”

After speaking, he took a few retinues behind him, who were obviously not students, and walked into the gymnasium, where there were several large practice rooms that he had rented in advance. And a middle-aged man wearing the red and black section of taekwondo, that is, a level slightly lower than the black section, immediately followed Kim Youzhe and whispered something.

"Takeda-kun! ……”

The karate president, an attendant wearing a karate tea ceremony uniform, whispered a few words in his ear, only to see the chairman surnamed Takeda nodding and following with a somewhat solemn expression, and the attendants behind him also hurriedly followed.

Although Zhou Cheng is standing far below, his current strength is the incarnation period, and he is about to enter the period of returning to the void, so he naturally saw these Koreans and himself secretly made some ghost tricks in his eyes and ears.

He had heard very clearly just now:

"Young Master Jin, you have to be careful, that person's strength is not below you. Especially the few entourages behind him, their strength is far higher than the strength represented by the clothes they wear! Even though the same is true for a few of us, we should be careful. ”

"Master Takeda. The one surnamed Jin is nothing to fear, the eyes of the martial artist tell me that the so-called taekwondo red and black duans behind him are the real masters, and Takeda-kun must be careful! ”

Zhou Cheng was very curious about the fact that this gang suddenly came to Sichuan University to study and clamored for the establishment of a martial arts hall, and he and the Koreans, who had never seen them running so hard to promote national culture before, which was good, not only to publicize it with great fanfare, but also to send Chinese to study in Yuben and South Korea for free.

If there were no cats here, Zhou Cheng would not believe it, and he vaguely felt that things were not as simple as the two so-called presidents said.

You know, the fox wanted to deceive the meat in the bird's mouth, and he sang a nice song first.

After a look at the divine sense, although Zhou Cheng is not particularly clear about the division of taekwondo and karate, but compared with each other, he knows that the strength of Takeda and Kim Youzhe is indeed very average, maybe they are masters of taekwondo or karate black belt four-dan, but compared to the few people behind the two, that strength is really not worthy of even lifting shoes.

Zhou Cheng estimated that if I were to divide it by a strength level of five to one or higher, Takeda and Kim Youzhe's retinue would at least reach the seventh dan of taekwondo, or the almost equivalent of the seventh dan of karate, or even the eighth dan.

Of course, for karate, the strength of a black belt of more than four dans, and some contributions to the entire karate, can only be about that level, but it may not be given a black belt.

Zhou Chengcheng wondered, these people are so ghostly, a group of masters can still walk around in a university with a so-called international student, I am afraid that there are some officials in the school and have opened a lot of back doors.

Today, we have to see what is wonderful when the collision of civilizations is realized with fists and thighs.

Zhou Cheng was about to go in, but he looked at the Chinese Traditional Martial Arts Club with a little surprise, and listened attentively, but found something different. There were two people tugging and arguing about something.

"Brother, you can't go in! Dad said that letting you run this traditional martial arts club is already the greatest tolerance for you in the family. ”

A long-haired girl in a Li Ning sportswear tightly pulled a handsome boy, who seemed to be about a sophomore.

"Little sister, you let go of me. I just wanted to go in and have a look. ”

"Brother, look at the bulging veins on your arm, and you still want to lie to me. I'm telling you, you don't even want to go in. ”

"Little sister, you let go. Godo invites you to KFC a few times. Dislike? Then buy you more beautiful clothes. A lot of you? Please, don't pester me all day long. I'm a human, not a pet of yours! ”

"Brother, I'm for your good. Father and mother have long said that you are so young and not good at martial arts, so you can't be too public. Those who say themselves, Koreans, what can you do if you win them? Anyway, no one came to our Guwu Society to sign up. ”

"Chen Xiaoshi, I warn you, don't say I'm small anymore! When my grandfather was my age, he killed dozens of devils. ”

"Chen Jiaju, I also warn you, don't say that I didn't remind you, if something happens, Dad, they have a hundred ways to make you regret it! Hum! ”

"This ....... I hand out flyers."

The student named Chen Jiaju hesitated for a long time but surrendered, took a handful of leaflets and began to distribute them indiscriminately.

"That's right, brother, fight for a short time, fight for a long life. You can remember my mother's words for me! It's so bad that I'm affected by your stunned young man every time! ”

As soon as the student named Chen Jiaju heard that his little sister was agitated again, he couldn't hold back any longer, threw down the leaflet, and ran towards the gymnasium, saying as he ran:

"Little sister, I thought about it, if I get into trouble, I won't go home, and I'll go to my grandfather's house in the future."

"Brother, brother...... Dead Chen Jiaju, alas, just go once, I haven't seen my brother beat people for a long time, this time I will pretend not to see it! After Chen Xiaoshi finished speaking, she left a man with glasses to take care of the tables and chairs, and ran in.

Zhou Cheng smiled faintly, looked at the two young people who ran past him, and followed him in a few steps. Many people also heard the news and ran inside, after all, it was still free to watch a good show. A small number of people still think very viciously, it is best to say that I and the Koreans have a lose-lose fight, and it is best to have something less of this and that.

Following the jubilant voice, Zhou Cheng walked into the No. A gymnasium on the first floor, and saw Kim Youzhe and Takeda standing together with angry eyes, the field in the middle of the huge exercise room was vacant, and more than 100 spectators were gathered around. Both of them changed into taekwondo and karate uniforms, and they also exaggerated the symbols of their own countries.

"Takeda, huh? I've always heard that there are many karate masters, and I have already had the mentality of knowing for a while, but it's a pity that I can only fight today. I don't want to let me down. Although our taekwondo in Korea is a little more powerful, I still have a very martial arts demeanor, if you can't stand it, you can shout surrender, the kind that doesn't need to raise your hand. We in Greater Korea are a country of grace. ”

Kim You-chul still had a Korean-style smile on his face, which immediately caused the girls in the more than 100 onlookers to scream, no way, I watched too many Korean dramas, and formed a conditioned reflex.

Zhou Cheng has often heard the name of Great Korea, and he has always thought that it is a rumor on the Internet, but today he heard this little white-faced Jin Youzhe say it with his own ears, and he almost didn't laugh. Big Korea, it's really big.

Takeda did not show weakness, and signed a competition agreement in his hand, and handed it to the gymnasium management teacher who was standing nervously next to him, and both of them had already signed at the door. The physical education teacher is gone, anyway, he has no less benefits, some things go through the motions, that is, as for who to kill, there is this signature, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Great Korea! I want to see if we can still grow up when we meet this empire! ”

"Protest, I protest against your promotion of great nationalist sentiments!" A bespectacled student spoke loudly, and immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the onlookers made a sound of inhaling cold air.

I saw Takeda jump out in a few steps, jump high, and then hit the slightly old practice sandbag with a straight fist with a straight fist with relatively lethal power in karate, and the sandbag couldn't bear the force, and it exploded with a bang, and the sand grains flew all over the sky.

"It's not big, it's not shouted, it's by fists and strength!"

Takeda glanced around the crowd with a hideous face and said viciously.

(To be continued)