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169: Chapter 170: It’s Your Turn!

169: Chapter 170: It’s Your Turn!

Tang Zhong’s voice echoed throughout the entire sports hall,

“I oppose this champion!”

It reached many people’s ears, igniting their sentiments, and they too opposed this championship.

In an instant, everyone’s gaze was on Tang Zhong, who was standing on his seat.

The smile on the face of Yamamoto Takeshi, who had just won this championship, now turned somber.

And Yamamoto Ryuuji, who had a great opportunity to promote Judo, was upset by the disruption, his expression extremely unsightly.

As a native of Xuan Country, the crowd applauded Tang Zhong’s action, because these people from Bei Country, had not only taken the championship, but had said such things afterward, making it intolerable for them.

Liang Pang was already scared silly at this time, turning his head toward Tang Zhong in disbelief, “What are you…

what are you doing?

Sit down quickly!”

“Didn’t you say you could beat him?

I’m creating an opportunity for you,” Tang Zhong said.

Upon hearing this, Liang Pang said, “I didn’t even sign up for the competition, how could I possibly go up there?

Just sit down before we’re seen.”

Then Liang Pang reached out to grab Tang Zhong’s clothing, trying to make him sit down.

At this moment, the Judo champion Yamamoto Takeshi, glared at Tang Zhong from afar, his expression incredibly dark, shouting, “What are you exactly?

I won the championship by my strength; what can your objections do?”

Upon hearing this, Liang Pang realized it was over, unable to comprehend why Tang was acting so foolish.

Couldn’t he just watch the match peacefully?

The words that followed from Tang Zhong shocked him even more, as Tang Zhong asked, “Did you really win by your own strength?”

Liang Pang was speechless; wasn’t it obvious?

The other man had won with his own fists, yet such a silly question was asked.

Yamamoto Takeshi’s face changed instantly as he looked at Tang Zhong, his eyes narrowing slightly.

It wasn’t just him; over at the chairman’s stage, Yamamoto Ryuuji and a group of leaders also looked very displeased, their expressions dark as there were clearly implications in those words.

They couldn’t let others discover what they had done this time.

A bunch of school leaders were puzzled at the moment, all looking toward Tang Zhong, wondering what was going on with this student; why wasn’t he in uniform?

Hey, why does he look so familiar?

Those who had seen Tang Zhong before felt he looked familiar.

At this moment, Yamamoto Takeshi’s expression became even more awkward as he asked Tang Zhong, “What do you mean by that?”

Tang Zhong smiled, extending his finger, pointing forward, and said, “I just want to say that you all are trash.”

Once these words were said, they shocked the entire venue, almost everyone’s eyes were now on Tang Zhong.

Liang Pang was closest to Tang Zhong, looking up at him, admiration entirely evident in his eyes, at a loss for what to say about Tang Zhong, he just gave a thumbs-up: “Awesome.”

Yamamoto Takeshi’s face grew even darker, his fists clenched.

As the Martial Arts competition’s champion, being called trash left him humiliated.

Other competitors, including Park Le, also had very dark expressions because the trash Tang Zhong was referring to also represented them.

This damned person, daring to speak of them in such a way, was simply courting death.

Over at the chairman’s stage, the eyes of Yamamoto Ryuuji and others also became fierce,

But the group of school leaders was extremely happy; those arrogant jerks had shown off before, but now they were put in their place, what this student did was brilliant.

Just for that remark, scholarships and such would all be his.

Unable to bear it any longer, Yamamoto Takeshi burst out at Tang Zhong, “Who are you calling trash?”

“I’m calling you trash.

Do you have a problem with that?” Tang Zhong continued.

At that moment, everyone’s faces turned ugly; if the first time could be considered a slip of the tongue by Tang Zhong, what was this second time then?

Liang Pang’s admiration for Tang Zhong grew even more; this guy was too incredible.

The surrounding students also looked up to him adoringly.

Even the representatives from Xuan Country who had failed in the Martial Arts competition seemed to lift their heads at this moment.

“You’re courting death,” Yamamoto Takeshi was furious, openly challenging him.

If he did not teach this challenger a lesson, where would his honor as the Martial Arts competition champion stand?

“Do you dare fight me or not?

You called me trash; I want to see what you’re made of!” Yamamoto Takeshi clenched his fists, ready to make a move on Tang Zhong.

“Don’t you dare!” Yamamoto Ryuuji bellowed from the judges’ stand.

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Takeshi stopped in his tracks, obediently heeding Yamamoto Ryuuji’s words, but he glared fiercely at Tang Zhong, his voice full of anger, “Just you wait until I run into you again; I’ll make you kneel and call me ‘Daddy’!”

Since Yamamoto Ryuuji was Yamamoto Takeshi’s father, the son naturally listened to his father.

“Why not…

Why wait for another day?

I’d love to see how you’ll make me call you ‘Daddy’!” Tang Zhong said with a laugh.

Who would have thought these people only won the tournament by relying on external help, thinking it was their own skill?

“You…” Yamamoto Takeshi’s fists tightened with fury.

“Takeshi…

Don’t do it.

You’ve won the tournament, you’re already number one.

There’s no need to bother with anything else!” Yamamoto Ryuuji advised.

For Yamamoto Ryuuji, the Martial Arts conference was just a scheme to make money, and now that Yamamoto Takeshi had emerged as number one, their objective was achieved.

Soon, many people would flock to their Judo Hall.

As for other matters, Yamamoto Ryuuji couldn’t care less.

He was a businessman, aiming to profit in Xuan Country.

Once the money was in, other issues were trivial.

Being number one didn’t matter, which is why he wouldn’t let Yamamoto Takeshi fight now.

There was already a win; fighting or not wouldn’t make a difference.

Why take the risk?

“Yes, Daddy!” Yamamoto Takeshi replied.

How could Tang Zhong not know Yamamoto Ryuuji’s intentions?

He wouldn’t let them succeed.

“You keep insisting you’re number one, and you think that makes you the real number one?

That’s hilarious, definitely the funniest thing this year,” Tang Zhong said, laughing.

Yamamoto Takeshi was already arrogant and furious.

Had it not been for Yamamoto Ryuuji’s presence, he would’ve already charged at Tang Zhong.

Provoked once more, he blurted out uncontrollably, “Trash, what are you saying?”

“I’ve said so much, haven’t you understood yet?

Since you want to hear it, I will repeat it.

I said, people from Bei Country are utterly despicable and shameless.

Any problem with that?”

This statement stirred up an even bigger uproar than the previous.

At that moment, everyone’s eyes were on Tang Zhong, and their expressions had changed.

A group of students turned fervently patriotic, supporting their country regardless of whether Yamamoto Takeshi was really number one.

Liang Pang was already admiring Tang Zhong to the point of nearly prostrating himself.

Many school leaders also praised Tang Zhong.

Forget about scholarships; he might as well be awarded the model student from now on.

Coming to Xuan Country, these people from Bei Country dare to be so reckless.

Initially, Yamamoto Ryuuji only aimed to make money.

Now, provoked, he stared at Tang Zhong with murderous intent in his eyes.

He made a throat-slitting gesture, signaling that it was okay to go ahead.

Yamamoto Takeshi saw this and understood, his eyes venemously fixed on Tang Zhong, he said, “Fine, since you keep bragging about your strength, come here and fight me.”

Tang Zhong’s insult to the Bei Country people wasn’t impolite—it was their initial rudeness that provoked him.

“I indeed have skills, but I don’t want to fight you.”

Upon hearing this, the crowd was stunned again.

Constantly talking about fighting, and now suddenly he doesn’t want to fight?

After all this talk, what’s the point if you don’t fight!

Yamamoto Takeshi sneered coldly: “I think you’re just scared to fight, trash, calling me scum, seeking death, coward.”

Yamamoto Ryuuji and others laughed as well, looking at Tang Zhong as if he were a clown.

Yet, Tang Zhong, faced with the surrounding contemptuous looks, simply smiled and said, “No, no, no, I’m not fighting, but someone else will.”

Who?

The entire venue was shocked again, all eager to know who would step up.

Liang Pang was also surprised about who would step in, thinking, there’s no one next to this guy; is he expecting the air to help him?

Just then, Tang Zhong turned and looked at Liang Pang, smiling, “Didn’t you just say you’d beat them to death?

I’ve just secured you that opportunity, go for it.”

Upon hearing this, Liang Pang’s face instantly contorted, he exclaimed, “What?”

PS: Had the monthly meeting today, just got off work.