plumnovel Chapter 90: Taekwondo Club Mocks Traditional Martial Arts for Their Showy but Ineffective Techniques
Chapter 90: Taekwondo Club Mocks Traditional Martial Arts for Their Showy but Ineffective Techniques
The Jiangzhou University playground was bustling with activity in the afternoon, like a crowded market.
The battle of the Hundred Clubs is in full swing, with banners from various clubs flying everywhere.
The sounds of music, shouts, and commotion mingled together, creating a scene so lively it almost lifted the roof off.
Right in the very center of the playground, two groups of people stood face to face.
The atmosphere was tense, so tense it felt like it could explode at any moment, and a crowd of onlookers quickly gathered around.
The Taekwondo club members, arms crossed and faces full of disdain, shouted at the top of their lungs:
"Hey kid, if you really want to learn some self-defense skills..."
"Why not join our Taekwondo club!"
"Those traditional martial arts are just fancy moves; they have absolutely no practical combat ability!"
The moment these words were spoken, the members of the martial arts club erupted in anger.
The boy in the lead turned bright red, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and roared angrily on the spot:
"You're talking nonsense!"
"If you've got the guts, come down and have a real match! Let's see who's all show and no substance!"
On the track not far away, Su Muyue frowned slightly.
She looked in the direction of the noise, shook her head slightly, and turned to look at Lu Jingchen.
Su Muyue said:
"These people look down on our traditional martial arts as soon as they open their mouths; they're just ignorant and narrow-minded."
"Since we have nothing else to do, why don't we go check out the excitement?"
Lu Jingchen smiled indifferently, his hands in his pockets, showing no sign of emotion.
Lu Jingchen said:
"Okay, let's go take a look."
"Anyway, I don't have anything to do later, so I'll just watch it for fun."
The two of them took a step and followed behind the crowd of onlookers, slowly walking towards the center of the standoff.
Everyone around craned their necks to watch the spectacle, and no one paid any attention to the two people.
The area in front of the Taekwondo club was already surrounded by people in layers.
A fairly large open space was deliberately left in the middle to serve as a temporary competition venue.
A Taekwondo club member wearing a red and black belt stood arrogantly in the center of the arena.
He shook his martial arts uniform, his chin held high, like a rooster that had won a fight.
Standing opposite me was a thin male student from the martial arts club who didn't look like he had much practical combat experience.
The man in the red sash beckoned to the boy with his finger, his eyes full of contempt.
The man with the red belt said:
"Come on, stop just talking."
"Come up here and let me show you what modern combat is all about."
"Don't get beaten up and cry later, and then say I bullied the newbie."
The boys in the martial arts club blushed deeply at these words.
He shouted and charged at the man in red belt, clenching his fist.
The stance looks impressive, but the footwork is full of flaws, clearly the work of a complete beginner.
The man in red smirked mockingly and subtly shifted his weight to the side.
She easily dodged the boy's attack, followed by a fierce roundhouse kick.
The movements were so fast that they were just afterimages, without the slightest hesitation.
A muffled thud made everyone around gasp.
The boy from the martial arts club didn't even have a chance to react before he was kicked to the ground.
He clutched his stomach, curled up on the ground, his face covered in cold sweat from the pain, groaning in agony, unable to get up for a long time.
The entire audience erupted in uproar, and the onlookers were in an uproar.
"Holy crap! He was knocked down with just one kick? That red belt looks suspicious!"
"This guy from the martial arts club is so bad! He couldn't even block a single move?"
Lu Jingchen stood at the back of the crowd, raised an eyebrow, and showed a hint of surprise on his face.
Lu Jingchen said:
"Why did the martial arts club send a complete novice?"
"They don't even know the most basic force deflection; they're just going to their deaths."
Su Muyue's eyes were sharp as she glanced at the situation on the field and gently shook her head.
Su Muyue said:
"Yes, if it were someone who had practiced for two or three years or more..."
"He shouldn't have been taken down by a single roundhouse kick; he was too eager to show off."
The surrounding Taekwondo club members burst into laughter.
They were all laughing so hard they were doubled over, mocking the boy on the ground.
Taekwondo club member A shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Seriously? Are the people in your martial arts club really that weak?"
"He was kicked flying with just one kick? He's made of pure paper!"
Taekwondo club member B joined in the commotion, raising his voice quite high:
"With this level of skill, the club might as well disband!"
"Stop embarrassing yourself; you're just wasting everyone's time!"
The members of the martial arts club stood opposite, their faces ashen, as if they had been slapped in the face.
His teeth were clenched so tightly they were grinding, and his fists were clenched so hard he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.
Ultimately, you're simply outmatched; a loss is a loss, and there's no use in arguing about it.
A tall boy in the martial arts club was so enraged that he threw off his jacket and rushed out.
Martial arts club member C roared:
"I'll try! I want to see just how capable you are!"
As a result, he rushed forward, but couldn't even withstand three moves.
He was kicked away again by the man in red, falling heavily to the ground and unable to get up for a long time.
Immediately afterwards, two more members of the martial arts club rushed up to challenge them.
Without exception, they were all easily knocked down by the man in red, falling and getting dazed, their faces bruised and swollen.
In just a few minutes, the martial arts club lost four matches in a row, almost losing all face.
The man in the red belt dusted off his trousers, stood in the center of the arena, and arrogantly surveyed the entire scene.
The man in the red belt shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing throughout the entire venue:
"Who else?!"
"This is what you call traditional martial arts? It's utterly pathetic!"
"I think your martial arts club should just be renamed the Radio Gymnastics Club!"
These words made the martial arts club members even more furious, trembling with rage.
But no one dared to step up on the field again, since it would only be a waste of time and make them look even more humiliated.
Among the crowd, the burly Shi Lei had his fists clenched tightly.
The veins on his forehead were bulging, his face was flushed red, and his eyes were full of anger.
Shi Lei suddenly let out a roar, like an enraged bull.
Shi Lei said:
"I've practiced traditional martial arts since I was a kid, and today I'll show these bastards what's what!"
Traditional martial arts are not just fancy moves!
He suddenly ripped off his coat, threw it on the ground, and was about to rush into the arena.
Ma Xiaodong grabbed his arm, his face full of righteous indignation.
Ma Xiaodong said:
"Dude, I'm rooting for you! These Taekwondo bastards are absolutely outrageous!"
"No matter how good they are at fighting, I'd rather be beaten to death than join them!"
"Take him down! Let's prove our martial arts worth!"
Shi Lei flung Ma Xiaodong's hand away, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.
He strode towards the center of the field, exuding an aura that suggested he was not to be trifled with.
The surrounding crowd instantly erupted in cheers and shouts.
Not far away, Lu Jingchen's previously nonchalant gaze suddenly sharpened.
His entire aura changed instantly, completely different from how he had been watching the spectacle just moments before.
As the close-up shot zoomed in, a glint of light flashed in Lu Jingchen's eyes.
His gaze was precisely focused on Shi Lei's lower abdomen, specifically his dantian.
Lu Jingchen was frantically thinking to himself:
Hmm? No, that's not right.
This kid actually has internal energy circulating within him?
Moreover, this internal energy is quite profound, something that ordinary practitioners cannot possess.
There's something strange about this person; it's hidden quite deeply.
Su Muyue, who was standing next to him, was completely unaware of Shi Lei's unusual behavior.
She simply watched Shi Lei walk into the venue and whispered to Lu Jingchen.
Su Muyue said:
"Let's see if Shi Lei can dampen their spirits."
"He looks strong, he must have trained for a few years, but if he really can't make it..."
"Let's deal with these arrogant fools again."
Lu Jingchen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile.
He withdrew his gaze and leaned back against the railing, looking on with an air of anticipation.
Lu Jingchen said:
"Interesting, this is getting more and more interesting."
"Let's wait and see, there's no rush."
In the center of the field, the man in red belt looked at Shi Lei striding over, his face still showing that disdainful expression.
He didn't take the burly guy seriously at all, thinking he was just another guy coming to get himself killed.
The surrounding noise gradually subsided, and everyone's attention focused on the center of the venue.
Everyone was waiting to see if this burly boy who suddenly rushed out could break the Taekwondo club's winning streak and turn the tide for the martial arts club.