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Chapter 377: Let out a fart, does that count as a squeak?

Chapter 377: Chapter 377: Let out a fart, does that count as a squeak?

Yang Gu hadn’t even spoken when the university student audience on site had already lost their patience, their accusations flying.

"Damn it, a cornered dog will jump over a wall, the Korean contestant hasn’t conceded, nor has he been thrown off the stage, which means he can still fight."

"Exactly, this is a fight without rules, screw your bullshit about breaking them."

"Since you dared to challenge us, you must pay a painful price. Did you really think Huaxia had no one to stand up?"

"President Xiao Bai, come on, crush him!"

"..."

Hearing the crowd’s excitement, Yang Gu could only helplessly shrug his shoulders and said indifferently, "Coach Li, you’ve heard it, they’re right, this is a match without any rules. Where does foul play come into it?"

"You!"

Li Dasheng pointed at Yang Gu’s nose and scolded, "Is this how Huaxia treats international friends?"

"Ridiculous!"

Yang Gu’s temper flared too, he swatted away his hand and retorted, "What? Someone comes to slap my face, and I should just nicely offer it up for them?"

"..."

Li Dasheng was at a loss for words, other than snorting forcefully and glaring for a good while before finally yelling at the Korean contestant who was still in midair, "Are you bloody not embarrassed enough? Just concede, dammit."

"Uh..."

The Korean contestant nearly wept with frustration, thinking to himself that it was easy for an onlooker to say such things without feeling the same pain – how could you know what I’m going through?

If I could shout, I would have a long time ago, do I need your reminder?

My throat’s smoking already, I can’t even cry out in pain, how could I concede a damn thing?

Guan Xiaobai was having a great time, snickering, "Kid, just make a peep, and I’ll let you go."

"Pfft!"

The Korean contestant couldn’t even squeak out a sound anymore, his eyes flashing desperately, then he squeezed out some sort of gassy, unidentified substance.

"Goddammit, why does it stink so much?"

Guan Xiaobai covered his nose and mouth, kicking out angrily again, "Damn it, farting doesn’t count!"

"Pfft..."

The entire audience burst into laughter, they never knew President Xiao Bai had such a sense of humor. It was hilarious.

"Don’t hold me back, let me tremble in the corner for a while."

"Damn, my tears are coming out from laughter. This Korean dude is really stupid. Just concede with your mouth, what use is farting?"

"Girl, give me a hand, I can’t take this anymore, but you have to hold on."

"I don’t need a wall for support, I’ll hold on to Guan Xiaobai!"

"..."

Chu Xiaoran was also laughing uncontrollably, leaning back and forth as she laughed, her movements a bit excessive.

"Hahaha, Ah Zheng, our school beauty can’t stand anyone but Guan Xiaobai."

"Hehe, girl, you’re flashing!"

Xiao Zheng shamelessly took in the view, enjoying the abundant benefits, though, still not as great as our dear wife’s.

"You!"

Chu Xiaoran instantly stopped laughing, her eyebrows inverted in fury, teeth clenched as if ready to devour someone; she was truly a siren.

"I warn you, I’m already Mr. Clown’s, so don’t harbor any fantasies."

"Fantasies my ass, just a flat board, what’s there to show off?" Xiao Zheng said with a crooked mouth and a disdainful snort.

"Shameless!"

Chu Xiaoran angrily swung at him, performing a 360-degree, no blind spot rotation on the soft flesh at Xiao Zheng’s waist, glaring at him defiantly, "What goes around comes around, do not bully a young woman on the flatlands!"

"Ha!" Xiao Zheng let out a breath of foul air, his gaze turning serious as he spoke solemnly, "Xiao Ran, you have potential. I’ll wait for you to grow up!"

Damn it!

Chu Xiaoran’s face turned red with anger, her temper flaring.

She stood up and started punching and kicking at Xiao Zheng, biting on her silver teeth as if she was the demoness about to devour Tang Seng.

"Damn it!"

"To beat is to care, to scold is to love, without beating or scolding, one feels ill at ease! Keep pounding away, and don’t forget to work over my shoulders too, help me loosen up my bones."

Xiao Zheng chuckled indifferently, like a grand master, while Chu Xiaoran instantly became a dainty maid, massaging and patting his back.

"Wuu wuu wuu, you only know how to bully me, I’m going to complain to my cousin!"

Having tired herself out from the hitting, Chu Xiaoran finally sat down, crying pitifully, her lightly made-up face now looking like a tear-stained kitten.

"Good grief, your highness, what’s all this fuss about? Just sit and watch the match!"

Xiao Zheng’s face hardened as he barked out loud.

Suddenly, Chu Xiaoran stopped crying and looked straight at Xiao Zheng, his gaze frightening and intense.

Why hadn’t she noticed before? Now he seemed even more like a real man.

Xiao Zheng automatically filtered out her gaze, because the situation in the match was about to spiral out of control.

Above the ring, the match continued, while below, Li Dasheng and Yang Gu started to gesticulate at each other, with Yang Gu clearly at a disadvantage.

"Hmm?"

Xiao Zheng frowned, his mind quickly understanding the situation.

Yang Gu was just a PE teacher. Although he practiced Tai Chi Boxing, he lacked real fighting experience; Li Dasheng, however, was a taekwondo expert with a sixth-degree black belt, often sparring with others, and rich in combat experience.

In the moment of their encounter, the superior and inferior were immediately apparent.

Finally, watching his student suffer, Li Dasheng, with his heart on fire, unleashed all his might with a flying kick at Yang Gu.

Yang Gu’s Tai Chi Boxing skills were not advanced enough to seem effortless, obviously unable to withstand the blow, he was struck by the kick and sent flying.

With a successful strike, Li Dasheng charged heroically towards the ring, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Stop!"

Then with a forceful tap on the ground, he leaped towards the ring, directly targeting Guan Xiaobai.

But just then, an unexpected change occurred. Li Dasheng felt a numb sensation at his lower back, as if a bug had burrowed in, followed by a sudden weakness in his legs, sending him crashing down heavily.

"Take this!"

Guan Xiaobai seized the opportunity, abandoning the Korean competitor, and launched a fierce kick, hurtling towards Li Dasheng.

"Bang!"

Li Dasheng, though reluctant to admit defeat, was helplessly sent flying, landing in front of the Korean competitors.

"Eh... Coach, what’s wrong coach?"

The Korean contestants were shocked and hastily helped Li Dasheng up, but he was like an unraiseable Zhuge Liang, unable to stand however they tried.

"Don’t bother, it’s useless, I’ve been sneak attacked!"

Li Dasheng’s eyes widened in shock as he stopped his students, his expression one of fright.

He had heard from his father about the myriad of mysterious martial arts in Huaxia, such as Iron Sand Palm, One-finger Zen, Hidden Weapon Strike, and so on.

Could it be that he was hit by a master of point-striking?

With terror, he raised his head, scanning the surroundings and fixing his penetrating gaze upon Xiao Zheng.

"Hmm?"

Xiao Zheng, sensing his gaze, didn’t even look back, secretly felt for the sand in his pocket, noting there was one grain less.

"Xiao Ran, look at that Li Dasheng, he’s coveting your beauty."

"Ugh..."

Chu Xiaoran glared at him irritatedly, then turned her gaze to Li Dasheng, indeed staring straight at her.

"What are you staring at? Haven’t you seen a beauty before?"

She stood up angrily, pointing at Li Dasheng and rebuking him in a sharp voice, her slim waist trembling.

"Damn it!"

Li Dasheng cursed inwardly, I was looking at a man, for goodness’ sake, and you’re sitting so close, you think I’m staring at you?

Cut it out, vain thing!

But she is indeed beautiful! More lively and spirited than our Korean cosmetically altered, expressionless women.

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