394: Chapter 383: Not Hesitant to Ask for Advice 394: Chapter 383: Not Hesitant to Ask for Advice “Why don’t we have a competition, and if you lose, you have to join our club?
What do you think of that?” the burly man said.
“But if you lose?
Surely this can’t just be targeting me.” Song Yun complained, feeling that these people always treated others as if they were fools.
“I can’t lose, because I am the strongest person in our club,” the burly man said confidently.
“Just say whether you’ll compete or not, don’t dawdle like a woman.”
“How about this, we bet 300 yuan, and if I lose I’ll not only join your club, but also give you 300 yuan, but if you lose, you have to give me 300 yuan,” Song Yun challenged.
“Do you dare to agree in one word?”
“Fine, that’s what you said, consider it a tribute to me, your senior,” the burly man chuckled, stood next to the strength tester, warmed up his wrists and made a lunge stance, took a deep breath, and then heavily punched the measuring pad.
“Beep beep beep!!”
After a few moments of the machine calculating, a string of numbers appeared on the display, 280 pounds.
Seeing this number, the surrounding crowd immediately burst into amazed exclamations.
“Holy smokes, is he even human?
How can a single punch be so powerful!”
“This punch must have been over 100 pounds, if that hit someone’s head, it would shatter with one punch!”
Listening to the surprised cries of the people around, the burly man boasted proudly, “It’s your turn now, but looking at your skinny arms and legs, hitting 150 or 160 would be pretty good.”
“Oh.” Song Yun casually stood in front of the strength machine, gathered his breath into his Dantian, and then threw a fierce right hook at the measuring pad.
The display beeped incessantly, and after about ten seconds, a number finally appeared, 370 pounds.
Song Yun glanced at the score, shrugged his shoulders and said, “It looks like my strength has decreased a bit, otherwise it should have been 400 pounds.”
“It can’t be that the machine is broken,” the burly man licked his somewhat dry lips.
“Most likely, look at this skinny guy, how could he score so high.”
“Yes, it’s absolutely impossible, there must be some malfunction with the machine.”
The burly man, of course, heard the gossip around him and was very resistant to it, after all, it was a competition between him and Song Yun, what business was it of these people, but looking at his own fist and then at Song Yun’s, he couldn’t figure it out.
“Stop the noise, this batch of equipment was just bought, there’s no way there’s a problem.” Although he didn’t understand what was going on, the burly man stood up with some conscience and said, “I lost this match, but right now I’m wearing my training gear and can’t give you the money.
How about I sign you up for our taekwondo club instead, and you don’t have to pay a penny.”
Damn, people nowadays are sharp as tacks, seeing me lose, now they want to pull me into their club using this method, I won’t fall for it.
“Forget it, that was just a joke, don’t take it seriously,” Song Yun waved his hand and said.
The burly man seemed quite regretful when he heard this, deep inside he had hoped to get Song Yun into his club; Song Yun’s strength was astonishing, and combined with the fierce style of taekwondo, he could surely win many championships.
“Think about it, our taekwondo club is really great, not only do we train you for free, we even reward you when you win competitions,” the burly man tried to persuade him.
“No thanks, I’m not fond of taekwondo, it’s not that interesting to me,” Song Yun curled his lip and said.
“I didn’t come here to look at clubs; I’m here to see the competition between China and Japan; do you know where it is?”
“Of course, Miss Xiao, this student will be your guide,” the burly man said eagerly, rubbing his hands with a flattering smile, his small eyes blinking furiously, probably hoping to sway Song Yun with beauty.
Ideals are full, but reality is harsh.
Although Miss Xiao agreed to the request, just when she was about to lead the way, Li Yueyue hurried over and gave Song Yun a smack on the back.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” Song Yun turned around and saw Li Yueyue with a grinning face.
“Xiao Ran, isn’t she with you?”
“Oh, why can’t I be here?
I know where they’re having their showdown.
As for Xiao Ran, she said she was off to buy some water and would find me once she gets back,” Li Yueyue said cheerfully, looking at Song Yun.
Song Yun turned back to the burly man and said, “Sorry, no need for you to show me the way.”
Even though Miss Xiao would be considered top-notch by most standards, she unfortunately met Li Yueyue.
Li Yueyue had a delicate face with slight baby fat, making her extremely cute, and her figure was also superb.
Miss Xiao looked at the upper body of the other woman and then at her own, just sighed heavily.
“It’s fine, go ahead, I’ll change into another outfit and come over as well,” the burly man said.
“Damn, those little RBs come to our turf and don’t know how to behave; if it wasn’t the Karate Society they messed with, I would have torn them apart.”
After listening to this, Song Yun nodded his head.
In China, there is never a lack of hot-blooded people, only the missing spark that touches the nerve.
Li Yueyue followed behind Song Yun, strutting like a victorious general returning from battle, pointing at the conflict site and said, “Let me tell you, those little ‘ghosts’ are really daring, actually challenging the top fighter of the Karate Society.
They even said that this was just a lesson for us this time, and if we provoke them again, they’ll really make us pay.”
“Really that bold?
What exactly started their argument?” Song Yun asked, astonished.
“Nothing big, just over whose island it is,” Li Yueyue pouted dismissively.
“Those RB exchange students are clearly right-wing, otherwise they wouldn’t have been so aggressive about this matter.”
“Heh, impressive, then let the top fighter of the Karate Society play with them properly,” Song Yun chuckled.
The two arrived at a martial arts platform where the crowd below was packed.
It’s just human nature; whatever happens, they like to swarm around, eager for a good spectacle, one after another putting their own affairs aside.
“Brother Song, you’re here too,” Liu Ran gasped as she ran over, holding two bottles of drinks.
“I’m here to see what this conflict is all about,” Song Yun said with a smile.
At that moment, a change occurred on the platform; four RB people in their national uniforms stepped up, bowed to the bustling crowd and said, “We’ve heard that Chinese martial arts are profound.
We are here today to learn from you all, and we hope the students won’t hesitate to enlighten us.”