Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 158 - 0158: Beat You Until You Surrender [Part 1]

Chapter 158: Chapter 0158: Beat You Until You Surrender [Part 1]

Chishima Ichiro, upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, was initially confused about what he meant.

However, it didn’t take long for Chishima Ichiro to understand that Chu Feng was telling him he was going to win very quickly.

"You’re too arrogant, kid. I’ll show you the power of karate," Chishima Ichiro bellowed furiously.

"Wait a second!" Chu Feng suddenly raised his hand and spoke.

When Chishima Ichiro heard Chu Feng’s words, he looked at Chu Feng with disdain and said, "What, you want to back out now? Kneel down and apologize to me, and I can forgive you."

Chu Feng looked at Chishima Ichiro as if he were looking at an idiot and said, "Could you be any more shameless? When I say wait, I’m reminding the media here to focus their cameras. Don’t get distracted because you’re going to fall so quickly. I’m worried they won’t manage to capture it."

"You!"

Chishima Ichiro, blue in the face with rage, roared and lunged straight at Chu Feng.

Indeed, Chishima Ichiro’s strength was nothing to scoff at, especially his astonishing speed.

Seeing the strength displayed by Chishima Ichiro, even Tie Mu couldn’t help but feel a chill. With Tie Mu’s discerning eye, he could naturally tell that Chishima Ichiro was a Yellow Level Expert.

"Boom!"

Watching Chishima Ichiro charging towards him, Chu Feng delivered a spinning kick straight away.

Seeing Chu Feng attempting to deal with him in such a manner, a cold smile crept onto the corner of Chishima Ichiro’s mouth.

Chishima Ichiro raised his hand to block, while his other hand shot towards Chu Feng’s lower body.

Chu Feng, seeing Chishima Ichiro’s move, also revealed a glint of cold light in his eyes. Chishima Ichiro’s techniques were simply too despicable.

Immediately, Chu Feng held nothing back, and the power in his leg suddenly doubled.

Crack!

A crisp sound followed, and Chishima Ichiro’s whole body flew horizontally out of the temporary ring, falling to the ground.

Silence!

It was as silent as death!

No one expected Chishima Ichiro to be defeated so quickly; it was only a single move, and Chishima Ichiro had already fallen out of the ring.

Quickly, journalists who had just picked up their cameras started to feel incredibly annoyed.

Chu Feng had already warned them, but they were still a step too late. Luckily, the cameras that were recording had been set up well in advance.

The same silence not only descended upon Huaxia but also amongst the Eastern spectators watching the match, who fell into a deathlike stillness.

They didn’t come to see this; they wanted to see Chishima Ichiro unleash his Divine Power, not to be kicked out of the ring by Chu Feng.

"This isn’t a movie stunt double, is it?"

Many people from the Eastern region started harboring such thoughts.

But the reality was right before their eyes, and the prior advertising had already told them this was the real Chishima Ichiro.

"Chu Feng is amazing!"

Tie Mu was the first to snap out of it and then cheered.

Following that, the entire place erupted into cheers, of course, Chu Feng’s class being the happiest.

Because the whole class had bet on Chu Feng’s victory, they were the biggest winners.

"How much did we lose?" Ono Wan asked in utter frustration.

"Thirty million... and more..."

Upon hearing the words of the Karate Association president, Ono Wan also heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I can afford to lose a little over thirty million."

The president of the Karate Association took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Ono, it’s not just over thirty million dollars, but over thirty million yen!"

"What!"

Ono Wan almost fainted when he heard the Association president’s words, nearly passing out from lack of breath.

"How could it be so much?" Ono Wan was incredibly angry.

Over thirty million yen was simply beyond his capacity to bear.

The president of the Karate Association said, "At the last moment, someone placed a bet of one million one hundred thousand, betting on Chu Feng’s victory."

The one million was of course wagered by Cui Jingyan, and as for the extra hundred thousand, that had been placed by Fan Xiaoxiao. For Xiaoxiao, money like this was not to be earned in vain.

Upon hearing the president’s words, Ono Wan really felt as though he was seeing stars.

...

Chu Feng stood on stage, looking down at Chishima Ichiro, who was holding his arm, and said with disdain, "This is the territory of Huaxia, not a place for you to run wild. Your karate, in my eyes, is nothing but crap. You haven’t even learned the basics of Huaxia martial arts, yet you dare to create your own style. It’s laughable."

"Well said, Chu Feng!"

Tie Mu echoed Chu Feng’s words loudly in support.

The other students present were also inspired by Chu Feng’s words and began to cheer as well.

Although many young people nowadays are fans of Japanese and Korean culture, deep down, they have not forgotten their resentment; they just need a trigger to ignite it. Clearly, Chu Feng was that trigger.

Chishima Ichiro, who had fallen to the ground, desperately wanted to get up and fight again. However, the pain throughout his body made it impossible for him to stand.

Soon, an elder wearing traditional Eastern garments came to Chishima Ichiro’s side, checked his injuries, then looked up at Chu Feng with sharp eyes and said, "Young man, your blows were too harsh."

Chu Feng sneered and said, "Too harsh? If I had held back, I’m afraid my own situation would be worse than his by now. I already showed him courtesy."

Pausing, Chu Feng continued, "If I’m not mistaken, you must be his Master, hailed as the top expert in the East. Something Hirata, right? You want to fight for your disciple?"

Hirata Shigeru, feeling the steely gaze of Chu Feng, saw a cold glint in his own eyes and said, "Young man, don’t they teach you in Huaxia how to respect your elders?"

Chu Feng replied, "Huaxia is the land of etiquette, and this is the most basic courtesy that even three-year-old children are aware of. Yet no elder has ever taught me that if the other party is a villain or a fierce beast, I must still show respect. And do you think you deserve my respect?"

Upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, Hirata Shigeru’s expression did not grow angry but instead became even calmer.

However, anyone who knew Hirata Shigeru would understand that this calm was a precursor to his true fury.

"Good! Very good! Today, I shall teach you how to respect your elders and cherish the young," Hirata Shigeru stated.

"Wait! He has not admitted defeat!" Chu Feng raised his hand to stop Hirata Shigeru, while Chishima Ichiro spoke.

Hearing Chu Feng’s words, Hirata Shigeru’s expression darkened as he said, "He has already been knocked off the ring by you."

Chu Feng insisted, "There is no rule that says falling out of the ring means defeat. It’s only over when he admits defeat with his own words during our match."

Chishima Ichiro, upon hearing Chu Feng demanding his verbal concession of defeat, suddenly turned pale, and then screamed in anger, "If you have the guts, just kill me! I will not admit defeat."

Chu Feng, looking at Chishima Ichiro, said, "Fine! Since you’re unwilling to admit defeat yourself, I’ll fight you until you do!"

Hirata Shigeru, after hearing Chu Feng’s bold statement, finally let his face fall. Gazing icily at Chu Feng, he said with a chilling tone, "You are too arrogant, boy!"