Early the next morning, Ren Bufan arrived at the school on time at 5 o'clock.

The principal was earlier and had been waiting for a long time with the PE teacher.

"You have to remember that we are friendship first and competition second. After leaving, the principal said to him in the car, "This invitational tournament is private, and it is also a special order from the sports department, while protecting yourself, try not to hurt others! If there is danger, Teacher Qiu will stop it in time." ”

Teacher Qiu is a physical education teacher, and when he heard this, he patted his chest and promised Ren Bufan: "Don't worry! The teacher will look at you and promise to bring you back to school safely!"

Ren Bufan said in his heart that you are all thinking too much, I am all grandmaster-level Taijiquan, plus the flowing wind legs, even if you just defend the other party, you can't hurt me!

Along the way, the principal said the most about friendship first, competition second, and almost Ren Bufan's ears were calloused.

When I arrived at the Wuzhou Provincial Sports Center, it was already past 9 o'clock in the morning.

"You're finally here!" someone from the sports center greeted them, and after coming to shake hands, they took Ren Bufan and them into it, "The inviter has arrived and is waiting on it." Is this a competitor in the competition? What kind of boxing is he learning?"

"What about you!" the headmaster turned his head to look at Ren Bufan.

"Tai Chi!"

"Tai Chi?" the one who greeted them was a little surprised, "Can this punch be punched?"

"Whether you can fight or not, friendship comes first, competition comes second!" the principal laughed.

"That's right!" the man thought for a moment, "this is a private tournament, so you don't have to worry about being disturbed, and you won't be able to win or lose." Anyway, it's just an exchange!"

"Of course!" the headmaster nodded.

I was taken inside the gymnasium and came to the specially set up ring, and sure enough, there was a group of people wearing taekwondo uniforms.

Among them, the oldest was in his fifties, and the youngest was about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"So many?" the headmaster frowned slightly.

What Ren Bufan noticed was that there were indeed college students who had accosted Su Tian and Qin Xiaomi before among the other party. At this moment, the two of them were staring directly at themselves with unhappy eyes.

The members of the sports center who welcomed them in walked over, said a word to the oldest taekwondo coach among them, and then pointed to Ren Bufan's side.

The other party nodded, asked the disciples to continue practicing, and strode to this side, facing Ren Bufan, the principal, and the physical education teacher Qiu Wen: "I am Jin Keshang, the curator of the Wuzhou Taekwondo Gym, and welcome to participate in this private invitational tournament! My two unsuccessful disciples are said to have been defeated by a high school student who learned Tai Chi, and you said that Taekwondo cannot be beaten." That's why I asked the sports center to help hold this private taekwondo invitational tournament, thank you for participating!"

This person speaks Mandarin quite strangely, as if he is a foreigner.

"I have something to say!" Ren Bufan raised his hand, "There is no objection to the others, but I haven't said that taekwondo can't be beaten! If you don't believe it, you can confront those two friends face to face, they accosted the female classmates in our class, causing others to bother, I just stopped them, and there was no insulting language about taekwondo!"

Hearing this, Jin Keshang looked back at the two college students, and saw that their eyes were evasive, and he almost believed Ren Bufan's words. But the arrow had to be fired, and at least two students did lose at the hands of the other party.

He had heard of Tai Chi and knew that it was almost a fitness type and had no combat power. No matter what, Taekwondo lost to such a boxing method, which is really unacceptable to him.

Therefore, he turned his head to look at Ren Bufan and said: "These two disciples of mine are not talented, and they are not good at learning! The purpose of this invitational competition is to correct the name of taekwondo, and our taekwondo is the strongest!

Immediately after him, a short-haired man came up and saluted respectfully.

"He is my disciple, he has participated in many professional competitions, and he has won several taekwondo championships!" Kim Keshang said, "We have him to fight and correct the name of taekwondo!"

obviously explained that he didn't say that taekwondo was not good, but the other party still clung to his name, Ren Bufan was quite speechless: "Forget it!

"We can do it at any time!" replied Kim Keshan.

"Wait a minute!" said the headmaster, hurryingly, "I want to go to the toilet first." ”

"That's right, everyone who needs to go to the toilet goes to the toilet," the staff at the sports center have changed into referee uniforms.

The principal turned around and whispered to Ren Bufan: "Friendship first, competition second, remember it!

"Oh!" Ren Bufan nodded slightly.

There were also a lot of people running to the toilet on the taekwondo side, and they were all very nervous before the game started.

Ren Bufan walked near the ring and looked around curiously.

Qiu Wen, the physical education teacher, stood to his left and right, looking at the taekwondo students with wary eyes. He found that the two college students looked at Ren Bufan with unkind eyes, so he had to protect his students.

After about ten minutes, the people who went to the toilet came back one after another, and the principal finally walked here slowly.

It's just that his face is not very good-looking, and after coming to Ren Bufan's side, he glanced at those taekwondo students, and whispered in his ear: "Competition first, friendship second!"

"Headmaster, you're wrong!" Ren Bufan reminded, "I just kept saying that friendship comes first, competition comes second. ”

"It's changed now!" the headmaster pulled him into the corner and glanced at the taekwondo members near the ring, "You must win! Even if you can't win, at least you can't lose ugly!"

"What's wrong?" Qiu Wen, the physical education teacher, asked curiously, a little unable to understand why the principal suddenly changed his words.

Ren Bufan was also confused: "Headmaster, what's the situation?"

"I thought it was a completely private competition, but anyway, it's whatever!" the principal said softly, "Who knew that when I went to the toilet just now, I accidentally heard what the other student said." ”

"What did they say?"

"It's true that this invitational tournament is private, but someone on the other side is preparing to take pictures of the whole process, telling the people in the sports center that it is used for teaching in the hall, but in fact, the real intention is to defeat you directly in the ring, and then secretly announce it to prove that taekwondo is better than Huaxia martial arts Taijiquan. The principal said, "The most important thing is that they know that you are a senior student of my Wuzhou High School, and when the time comes, they will also make the name of our Wuzhou High School public, and even when the video is used as a teaching course, we will be treated as a negative teaching material! This damages the reputation of our Wuzhou High School, and I really can't bear it!"

Ren Bufan could hear it, the principal only suddenly changed his attitude because losing the game would affect the reputation of Wuzhou High School.

"Then we can't lose, or we can't lose too badly!" Qiu Wen, the physical education teacher, hurriedly looked at Ren Bufan, "How about it, can you do it?" Otherwise, we can give up this competition!"

"Doesn't giving up the game mean admitting defeat?" the principal shook his head, "This is even more unacceptable! Ren Bufan, you can't make our school lose face." ”

Shame on Huaxia Martial Arts Taijiquan, don't you mind at all? Ren Bufan was speechless: "Principal, it's not shameful, it's just that the competition is the first and the friendship is the second?"

"Friendship, they're going to stab me secretly!" said the headmaster, "can you win?"

"Can you?" replied casually.

"Affirmatively, can you?"

"Yes!"

"Don't disgrace our school, we must win this game!"

"Oh!"

"Are you ready? Time is precious, we have other arrangements for later. The staff of the sports center urged.

"Okay, okay!" the principal immediately responded loudly, and then lowered his voice and asked Ren Bufan, "Can you really win?"

"Hmm!"

"Go for it, of course, safety first, and in case of danger you are allowed to give up the fight and get out of the ring quickly. "Safety is more important than everything!"

"Okay headmaster!" Ren Bufan nodded.

"Are both sides ready?" shouted the sports center member.

"We can do it at any time!" Jin Keshang glanced at Lei Tong, who jumped into the ring and pressed down the side rope to enter it.

"Go!" the principal glanced at the other party and patted Ren Bufan on the back.

Ren Bufan got under the side rope and stood up to face to face with Lei Tong.

"The players from both sides enter," the staff as referees stood in the middle, "This private invitational tournament will be played by Lei Tong, a red belt from Wuzhou Taekwondo Hall, against Ren Bufan, the successor of Taijiquan from Wuzhou High School!"

"Referee, you don't need to add Wuzhou High School and Taijiquan successors in front!" Ren Bufan immediately said, "I'm here on behalf of an individual! Moreover, I'm not a Taijiquan descendant, I've just practiced a little Taijiquan!"

"Okay!" the referee nodded, "Then this righteous match between taekwondo and taijiquan will start now!

Lei Tong stood up in front of Ren Bufan and performed a taekwondo etiquette.

Ren Bufan didn't learn any etiquette, so he clasped his hands into fists and casually made a salute in response.

"Game on!" the referee stepped back and announced loudly.

"My two junior brothers have suffered losses from you, as senior brothers, please forgive me!" Lei Tong said politely to Ren Bufan, "I will try to be restrained, don't worry!"

"Come on, I don't care. Ren Bufan shrugged and said.

"Looks like you're confident!"

"A little bit!"

"Two players, please start!" Seeing them chatting face-to-face, the referee reminded loudly on the side.

"Offended!" Lei Tong suddenly stepped forward, raised his foot and quickly kicked Ren Bufan's head.

Seeing him make the first move, Ren Bufan raised his left hand unhurriedly, and when blocking his right foot that he kicked out hard, he quickly turned his arm to remove the force, and at the same time, his right foot quickly hooked towards his left calf.

"Poof!" In the first 1 second of the game, Lei Tong fell on his back, and the scene instantly quieted down.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Jin Keshang slapped the ring when he saw this, and shouted at Lei Tong.