Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 231 - 230 Mr. Cui

Chapter 231: Chapter 230 Mr. Cui

"You..." The male instructor’s expression froze. Being subtly accused of inadequacy in that area in front of all the students, how was he to establish his authority as a coach from now on? But after all, he was a third-degree black belt in taekwondo, with considerable patience. His expression turned stern, and he nodded, "Please enlighten me."

After he finished speaking, the male instructor lashed out with a kick, straightforward and decisive. He went straight for the fight without any feints, meaning to say if he takes you down, whatever you say is worthless.

"Good!" The students cheered as they saw another fight break out.

Especially the students trained by the male instructor, who were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They all had at least blue-belt proficiency, and occasionally they had actual combat experience. Seeing their coach fighting now, they were incredibly excited, as if they were the ones taking action in the ring.

The male instructor’s kick was sudden and hidden, like he had been standing still the second before, and the next, he suddenly launched it. The blue-belt students could see the skill in it. Although the kick seemed unadorned, even a bit ugly, like a yellow dog peeing, it was actually a silent and deadly move in actual combat. Once hit, an opponent’s shinbone would instantly snap.

"Indeed, there’s some skill to it, much stronger than the female instructor," Lin Tian muttered to himself with a smile. The male instructor distracted with his words but attacked suddenly with his feet - a classic case of creating a diversion.

This was real combat, where the goal is to knock down the enemy! Unfortunately for the male instructor, he was destined to kick an iron plate today. Lin Tian easily blocked the attack with a lift of his foot, then swiftly counter-kicked the instructor’s abdomen.

With a "bang," no one in the gym saw the move clearly before the male instructor was sent flying into the crowd of onlookers, knocking down a large number of them.

Defeated with a single move!

The surrounding students looked at each other in shock, unable to speak for a long time, especially those who had made the nastiest remarks. They were completely stunned.

Since the taekwondo gym had been established, it had faced numerous challenges. But without exception, they had all been handled by the male instructor, who had never lost - much less be defeated with a single move.

Today, that undefeated record was broken. Zhao Rong and Sister Jin, who knew his true strength, couldn’t believe it. Zhao Rong had said so much to provoke just to exact fierce revenge for the humiliation of having her clothes snatched - in her eyes, such an incident was indeed a humiliation.

Things had been going well; it seemed like the most annoying and arrogant young man was about to have his leg broken, but suddenly everything turned around. The taste in Zhao Rong’s heart was worse than eating a hundred flies.

"This isn’t real, get up and finish him!" Zhao Rong lost control emotionally, roaring, a fierce expression on her face.

Her yell was heard by all the students, who, looking at Zhao Rong’s fierce face, all felt a sense of disgust. The students were indeed combative, and accidental injuries during sparring were acceptable. But a sparring with the goal of disabling someone was contrary to the spirit of taekwondo.

Some well-informed people began discussing the whole story, including how harshly Zhao Rong had stolen the clothes, how she sought revenge, and how she deceptively invited - they told it all. Suddenly, students started pointing fingers and whispering about Zhao Rong.

"This woman has always been arrogant in the gym, she really isn’t a good person."

"Do you think with her being so close to the gym’s higher-ups, could she be having an affair with the head instructor?"

"It’s very possible, but I also heard she’s Mr. Qi’s woman, the relationships are a bit messy."

...

The students fully exhibited the spirit of the Eight Diagram gossipmongers, discussing everything with animation as if they had witnessed it all with their own eyes.

"Shut up, all of you! My boyfriend is Mr. Qi, he’s a shareholder of this institute. I think you lot don’t want to learn anymore. Keep spouting nonsense, and I’ll have you all expelled!" Zhao Rong was driven insane by the chatter, her words completely unmeasured.

Most of the students had signed up for the Taekwondo institute out of interest, and such training wasn’t an essential service—none of them were afraid of her threats. They could study elsewhere if not here, or they could learn traditional Martial Arts or Judo—there were plenty of other options.

Moreover, each of the students had a certain social status, being elite figures in their respective companies and domains, with some even being children of the wealthy. Who would put up with her nonsense?

"Humph, quite the tone you have there. I don’t even talk to my subordinates with such harshness. Who do you think you are? I’ll have you know, I’m seriously considering quitting," a male student in his thirties with a blue belt scoffed and declared on the spot that he was going to leave the Taekwondo institute.

"I’m quitting too. I want to file a complaint."

...

Before long, over ten students took a stand, opting out and even considering filing complaints. Times had changed since the ancient days; for a training institute, there was no such thing as ’betrayal of a sect’, nor was there persecution of deserters. Who would fear them? They might even end up taking you to court.

Lin Tian watched it all with a cold gaze, thinking that with the situation escalating to this point, that coward, Mr. Cui Haolong, surely had to show up by now. If not, the students would all be gone.

"Clap clap clap..." A round of applause rang out, and three people walked out from one side of the training hall. Lin Tian turned his head to look, recognizing two of them. The one on the left was Vice Director Jin, her hand wrapped in a bandage, and the one on the right was indeed Mr. Qi. The man in the middle was about thirty, with a crew cut and small eyes set in a broad face, but they gleamed sharply, and his walk was forceful with his limbs moving powerfully.

Without guessing, the person making an entrance at this time had to be the head of the Taekwondo institute, Mr. Cui Haolong. According to the international requirements for running an institute, he had to be at least a fourth dan black belt in terms of skill, but whether he had concealed his true strength was known only to him.

"Young man, you’re quite the tactician. How about we have a sparring match?" Mr. Cui Haolong’s tone was one of inquiry, but he didn’t allow Lin Tian to answer, instead accelerating toward him from a distance.

"Ah, it’s Mr. Cui Haolong! It’s rare to see him here; I didn’t think I’d get to see him today," a student exclaimed.

"I heard that Mr. Cui has been a fourth dan black belt for a while now. What level is he at now, fifth dan? Or sixth dan?"

"Maybe he’s reached seventh dan by now. I’ve never seen the head of the institute in action in public before."

Many students had joined the Taekwondo institute because of Mr. Cui Haolong’s reputation and strength. As soon as Mr. Cui Haolong appeared, the trend of students wanting to quit was immediately suppressed. Just like the shadow follows the reputation of a person, Mr. Cui Haolong didn’t even need to explain anything; his personal aura alone quelled the commotion.

While the students were gasping in surprise, Mr. Cui Haolong had already reached the outskirts of the group. He executed a leap, vaulting high over the heads of the crowd. Landing nimbly, he harnessed his momentum to jump again, his legs swinging with a whooshing sound toward Lin Tian’s head.

"High-level Tornado Kick!" Someone shouted.

"If that kick hits the head, it’s definitely going to be a disaster!"

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