Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 130

Chapter 130: 130

"Really?" Su Yang curled his lip, "Well, these people are quite overbearing!"

"Used to it." Zhao Qiu Peng bitterly smiled, "Our school’s Taekwondo Club has always been the weakest in the inter-school alliance. Every time before the martial arts conference, people from other school’s clubs come here to promote, which basically means showing off in front of us."

Su Yang curled his lip again; he really didn’t take these people seriously.

As they entered the campus, they saw a ring set up on the playground from afar. At that moment, five bare-chested students were performing kicking wooden boards and other actions on it, occasionally drawing screams from the girls watching below.

Zhao Qiu Peng said, "That’s Number One Martial Art Dojo from First High, which has been the top of the city’s inter-school alliance for three years. Its founder, Lin Kai, is consistently in the top ten of the provincial martial arts conference!"

At this time, a young man with a haughty face stepped forward on the ring and announced loudly, "We’ve been here for quite a while now, why has no one from Seventh High come to challenge? What, is no one even daring to join the warm-up match?"

Beneath the ring was a silence as still as death. When the Taekwondo Club was still around, they could at least join in the warm-up. But in the end, they only went up to get beaten, always losing face.

Now, with the Taekwondo Club gone, who would dare go up and fight these people?

The man paused for a moment, then announced loudly, "I always knew Seventh High produced trash, but I didn’t expect that Seventh High is not just about producing trash, but that you are all trash!"

This statement immediately stirred up a ruckus below; such words were extremely insulting.

"Zhao Bing, how can you talk like that!" a student from below shouted angrily.

"What’s wrong with what I said?" Zhao Bing sneered, "If none of you from Seventh High dare to join the warm-up match, aren’t you a bunch of losers? What else would you be?"

"It’s infuriating, how can you insult people like that!"

"Damn it, if I had trained, I would definitely go up there and beat them to death!"

"These bastards, coming here every year, bullying the people of Seventh High. This time they are even more outrageous, insulting everyone, it’s too much!"

The noise from the crowd below went on and on, and Zhao Bing, with a smirk on his face, loudly said, "Why all the nonsense? If you can send someone to join this warm-up match, then you have some guts. If no one comes up, then don’t blame me for calling you trash!"

"You’re the trash!" Finally unable to bear it, a taller student retorted angrily, "What’s so great about you? I’ll fight you!"

Upon hearing this, his group of friends immediately turned pale. One student grabbed him and urged hastily, "Wang Hao, don’t be impulsive. These people are all trained in martial arts, how can you, a basketball player, fight them?"

"Yeah, the participants of these martial arts gatherings are really tough and vicious. You’re well aware of what happened to the Taekwondo Club in previous years; don’t go up there just to suffer!"

"A moment of patience can calm a storm; a step back can open up the sky!"

Everyone around him was trying to persuade him, while Zhao Bing on the stage looked at Wang Hao with a cold smirk, "Kid, you’d better listen to their advice. Otherwise, it won’t look good for you to beg for mercy on your knees in front of the whole school, would it?"

Clenching his teeth in anger, Wang Hao roared, "If my head falls, a scar as big as a bowl. Even if I can’t beat them, I can’t let them insult us like this!"

"What they’re saying is the truth, not an insult!" From not far away, a girl immediately shouted, "Wang Hao, don’t go and bring shame to our Seventh High!"

Anxiously, a boy beside her said, "Hey, you’re also from Seventh High, how can you talk like that?"

"Nonsense, this martial arts conference is a boy’s affair, what does it have to do with us girls?" another girl immediately retorted.

"Exactly, this is all about you boys; it’s got nothing to do with us girls. They are scolding you guys, not us. You boys are the losers, why involve us girls?"

"The boys of Seventh High are just no good, nowhere near the level of the boys from First or Third High. Sigh, I’m so unlucky, why did I enroll at Seventh High? Now I’m losing face along with these losers!"

Many of the girls began to clamor; these girls admired the men on the stage very much. So, at that moment, they used their words to insult the boys of Seventh High in order to curry favor with the men on the stage.

Zhao Bing held his arms and sneered incessantly; he loved watching scenes like this the most.

"No, this fight, I must do it!" Wang Hao yelled angrily, leaping onto the ring and shouted, "I want to prove that the boys from our school, No. 7 Middle School, are not cowards!"

"Unfortunately, you won’t be able to prove that." Zhao Bing curled his lip and casually pointed to a student in the corner, "Come on, you fight him."

"Aren’t you the one fighting me?" Wang Hao asked anxiously.

Zhao Bing immediately got angry, "I *fuck, who the hell are you to be worthy of fighting me?"

"I want to fight you!" Wang Hao insisted angrily.

"Hmph!" Zhao Bing sneered, "You can talk about fighting me after you beat him, he’s the weakest in our club."

"You dare to insult me!" Wang Hao roared with anger, but by then, that student had already approached him.

The student glanced at Wang Hao sidelong, "Hey, hurry up, my game is still on over there."

Wang Hao was furious, not only was this student willing to fight him, but he was also concerned about his video game. That was such disrespect.

"Watch the fist!" Wang Hao roared as he charged forward, swinging his fists.

Down below, Su Yang helplessly shook his head. As soon as Wang Hao made his move, Su Yang knew Wang Hao was doomed to lose. Wang Hao was physically fit but had no clue how to fight, and he was no match for the well-trained fighters.

The student dodged Wang Hao’s fist, moving behind him, and landed a punch directly on Wang Hao’s lower back.

Wang Hao grunted and clenched his teeth, trying his best to fight back. However, it wasn’t long before the student kicked him in the chest.

The boys below were all silent, while many of the girls cheered continuously, as if they were in league with Zhao Bing and the others.

It didn’t take long for Wang Hao to be completely knocked down. The student, relentless, stepped onto Wang Hao’s chest.

"How about it, ready to admit defeat?" the student sneered.

"I haven’t lost!" Wang Hao grimaced in response.

The student increased the pressure and asked again, "How about now, ready to admit defeat?"

"I haven’t lost!" Wang Hao still shouted angrily through clenched teeth.

There was a "snap", one of Wang Hao’s ribs broke under the pressure, and the student’s face grew colder, "If you don’t admit defeat, I’ll break all your ribs!"

Wang Hao was already gasping for breath, but still managed to say through gritted teeth, "I haven’t lost..."

"This Wang Hao really can’t admit defeat. Clearly can’t win, but still refuses to concede, what a useless and stubborn idiot!" a girl rolled her eyes and commented.

"All the boys from our No. 7 Middle School are like that, did you think it was just him?"

"Not a shred of manhood, an embarrassing spectacle."

The surrounding girls jostled and laughed, and the student appeared even more smug, pressing down hard on Wang Hao, "Admit defeat now, or I’ll show no mercy!"

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, "Let him go, kneel down and apologize, and I might spare you!"

Everyone turned to look. Su Yang was slowly walking out from the crowd.

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