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Chapter 167 - 167 168 Martial Arts Competition!

167: Chapter 168: Martial Arts Competition!

167: Chapter 168: Martial Arts Competition!

At the entrance of First Central School, there was quite a spectacle, with cars packed tight.

Of course, it wasn’t just the cars; many people were heading toward the school’s gate.

Tang Zhong couldn’t drive through at all, which left him completely dumbfounded.

What day was it today?

Why were there so many people at First Central, and as a teacher there, he knew absolutely nothing about it.

Judging by this crowd, it seemed Xin Xiaotong might have to wait quite a while before she could leave school.

Tang Zhong immediately parked his car to the side and decided to go see what was happening at the school.

Upon reaching the gate, he saw a banner that had been hung up.

“National Youth Martial Arts Competition, Jianghai Regional Qualifiers.”

Tang Zhong understood immediately.

No wonder there were so many people—there was a competition taking place involving participants from all over the country.

It seemed like quite a significant event, and he thought about going in to watch.

The main gate was wide open; anyone who wanted to enter could do so with ease.

After Tang Zhong entered, he began looking for the competition venue, which, of course, wasn’t hard to find at all.

The campus was already prepared with signs pointing the way; all one had to do was follow them to reach the competition site.

Tang Zhong strolled leisurely along, thinking that since so many people had come earlier, the competition must have just started or begun not too long ago; thus, it was still the preliminary round, which wasn’t very interesting—it might be better to enjoy the scenery!

At that moment, a teenager hurried from behind Tang Zhong toward the direction of the sports hall.

He was dressed in Sanda attire, apparently heading to the competition.

Tang Zhong glanced at him and was surprised that it was Sanda.

That meant there must be other styles as well.

Martial arts included many styles—Sanda, Muay Thai, Judo, and Taekwondo, Karate, and not to mention, Xuan Country’s Martial Arts.

It seemed this competition featured a variety of martial arts contests!

Tang Zhong was somewhat excited; he was curious about how well these young people trained in martial arts.

After all, practicing martial arts can strengthen the body and extend life.

He wondered if the “flowers of the nation” had all bloomed strong.

Soon, he arrived outside the venue and, before even entering, could hear shouting from inside.

Tang Zhong smiled slightly.

All these young people were so full of vigor, which reminded him of his own youth.

He immediately walked into the venue.

The venue, which was originally an indoor basketball court, had been transformed into a competition area.

In the center, two people were sparring, surrounded by shouting students.

This youth martial arts competition was symbolic of the school’s celebration day; almost no student was in class anymore, as everyone was there supporting the event.

Tang Zhong walked in and found an empty seat, then watched the competition taking place in the center.

He was only seventeen himself, and the students at First Central ranged from about fourteen to eighteen years old, not much different from his age.

If Tang Zhong put on a school uniform, he could totally pass as a student there.

At the front was the main stage, where school leaders were visible, but Lu Xingyue was notably absent today.

Instead, there was a middle-aged man, a few old men, and representatives from various martial arts, all wearing their own uniforms, likely the leaders of the participating teams at this event.

At the moment, a group of them was engaged in conversation.

Looking at the competitors, Tang Zhong noticed that although the participants were all of Asian descent, they wore different types of attire.

For instance, the Muay Thai contestant, despite being only in his teens, was significantly darker and more muscular than the others—was he an actual native from Siam Country?

Looking at the others, particularly the Judo contestant who was quite short, it was clear he was from Bei Country.

The Taekwondo contestant too, dressed in a white dobok, looked completely effeminate—a classic Luo Country person!

Lastly, Tang Zhong also saw the Xuan Country Martial Arts contestant.

Though young, he wore his martial arts robe with a heroic posture, truly a descendant of the Xuan Country.

It was hard to imagine what the results would be!

Although this was the Xuan Country Martial Arts competition, it felt like an international clash; if one country lost, they would face disgrace.

At that moment, on the stage, the Judo contestant and the Muay Thai contestant were locked in combat.

The Muay Thai contestant was extremely fast with his punches, aiming straight for the vital points.

Judo, primarily a grappling and ground technique-focused martial art, kept evading, ready to strike at any moment to subdue his opponent.

He momentarily caught the Muay Thai contestant’s arm but was quickly shaken off by the opponent.

The Muay Thai contestant then managed his punches, kicks, and used his knees and elbows smoothly and powerfully.

The Judo contestant couldn’t block a move and was thrown to the ground.

The judge stepped forward and declared the Muay Thai contestant the winner.

Tang Zhong watched the bout between the two fighters, feeling that something was off, but he couldn’t quite identify the problem yet.

Just then, a male student tapped Tang Zhong on the shoulder, “Classmate, which class are you from?

Why aren’t you wearing a uniform?

You’re so cool!”

Tang Zhong turned around and saw a chubby guy who looked round as a ball, with eyes squinted so tightly they were almost invisible, carrying a big bag of chips, crumbs all around his mouth.

“Me?

I’m from class one!” Tang Zhong said, remembering that Xin Xiaotong was from class one, so he called out class one.

“Senior year class one?” The chubby guy looked at Tang Zhong with suspicion.

“Yes, what’s up?” Tang Zhong said.

“You’re lying, I am Liang Pang from senior year class one, and I’ve never seen you in our class!” Liang Pang said.

“Well…

I really am from senior year class one…” Tang Zhong had not expected such a coincidence.

Looking behind him, if this group of students was from senior year class one, then Xin Xiaotong should also be among them, but his gaze found no one.

Just as Liang Pang was about to ask Tang Zhong who he was, suddenly, from the center of the arena, a voice sounded, and the competition began again.

This time, it was a Judo player versus a Martial Arts competitor from Xuan Country.

As soon as Liang Pang saw the Martial Arts competitor from Xuan Country take the stage, he stopped questioning Tang Zhong and started cheering them on.

He threw his chips on the ground, full of vigor, standing on his seat: “Go…

Go!”

Tang Zhong: “…”

However, this little chubby boy still had a strong sense of national pride.

The other people in the surrounding seats also stood up at this time, cheering for the Xuan Country competitor, their voices deafening.

“Go…

Show our Xuan Country’s might!”

Tang Zhong chuckled softly, these kids weren’t too bad.

As the referee announced the start of the match, Liang Pang and the others sat down, completely disregarding the dirtiness of the seats, picked up the bag of chips from the floor, and continued eating without any disturbance.

“By the way, classmate, where do all these competitors come from?” Tang Zhong asked.

Liang Pang grinned and replied, “You’re asking about that, they are all from Jianghai City.

See those Taekwondo fighters, Siam boxers, Judo fighters?

They are all from martial arts schools in Jianghai City, chosen to compete!”

Liang Pang had completely forgotten the earlier incident and was just answering Tang Zhong’s question.

“What about those Martial Arts competitors from Xuan Country?” Tang Zhong asked.

“Oh, they are from the Martial Arts Association and special sports recruits of the first school!” Liang Pang said.

“I see!” Tang Zhong nodded.

At that moment, as the Judo player and the Martial Arts competitor from Xuan Country faced off, the latter greeted with both hands politely—a customary sign of respect in Xuan Country’s culture, honoring and respecting the opponent before the battle.

However, the Judo player was dismissive, not even bowing his head slightly, scornfully looking at the Xuan Country Martial Arts competitor.

This scene, seen by everyone watching the match, was very upsetting.

For the people of Xuan Country, there was only hatred in their hearts towards the people of Bei Country.

Many in the crowd wished the representative from Xuan Country would energize and quickly defeat the Judo competitor.

As the referee gave the signal, the small red flag suddenly dropped, signaling the start of the match.

The Xuan Country Martial Arts representative made a welcoming gesture.

A great country should act like one, and although the people of Bei Country could be so shameless, we should not stoop to their level…

But then, the Judo competitor’s expression suddenly changed, taking advantage of the moment when the Xuan Country Martial Arts representative was relaxed, he charged forward, reaching for the arms of the Xuan Country competitor.

This action, witnessed by all the people from Xuan Country, was repulsive.

“These people from Bei Country are too cunning!”

“Indeed!”

Everyone there was a student, filled with immense indignation at that moment.

Even Tang Zhong narrowed his eyes—not because of the sneak attack by the people of Bei Country, but because there was something off about this competitor from Bei Country.

According to the standards of bioscience, with the level of this Bei Country competitor, he could not have achieved such attack speed.

There was something wrong with this person, just like the earlier Siam boxer, there was the same issue!