My personal school belle president

Chapter 18 Before fighting, you must eat root spicy strips!

"you……"

Qi Zhengcheng's face turned blue with anger, and he was about to make a move when Jin Youyuan waved his hand to stop him.

"This little brother seems to have misunderstood our country." Jin Youyuan laughed.

"Misunderstanding? Hehe..."

Now that he has already scolded, Qin Yang didn't care about anything, rolled up his sleeves and said, "To be honest, I'm still a reasonable person. But you just said that Huaxia Guoshu is rubbish, and I think you are an idiot. Shit!

My Great China has been civilized for 5000 years, and martial arts have a long history. Hundreds of national arts compete for beauty!And your Taekwondo in Bangzi Kingdom has only been around for less than a hundred years, and you still brazenly say that you can instantly kill my Chinese martial arts, so let your brain be filled with soy sauce!If you win against a little girl, you're so pissed, but if you win against a real master of Chinese martial arts, wouldn't your tail be up to the sky? "

"well said!"

The excited little face of Tong Lele next to her was flushed, and she patted Qin Yang's arm vigorously, saying softly: "Brother, I support you! These sticks are shameless!"

"Lele!"

Meng Yutong glared at Tong Lele, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

Obviously, she also felt that Qin Yang's words were very relieved.

Facing Qin Yang's sharp tongue, even Jin Youyuan's self-cultivation is good, his face is not good-looking, and he said lightly: "Hearing what my little brother said, could it be that you are a master of Chinese martial arts?"

snort!
As if expecting that the other party would say this, Qin Yang raised his chin in disdain: "I don't dare to be a master, I just know a little bit about it. But against you, it's a piece of cake!"

wow——

As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately exploded.

Some are disdainful, some are angry, some are on the sidelines, and some are looking forward to it.

"Qin Yang, what are you talking about?" Meng Yutong quickly grabbed his arm.She didn't believe that Qin Yang knew any martial arts. With his thin body, he might be able to fight normally.

"He knows Wing Chun!"

At this time, Tong Lele suddenly pointed at Qin Yang and said excitedly.

Everyone was stunned.

Tong Lele leaned in front of Qin Yang, her humming eyes narrowed into a crescent, and she said crisply: "I just heard that you said you know Wing Chun, you shouldn't be bragging."

"I……"

"Oh, don't deny it. You have amazing bones and handsome looks. You must be a young master. You can fight for sister Ruoxi in this competition. As long as you win this competition, I will be you A week... No, no, a month's girlfriend, okay?"

Listening to Tong Lele's begging and seductive words, Qin Yang was a little confused for a moment.

Where is this going? Is this girl crazy!

"Stop the ink, get on it!"

Before Qin Yang could react, Tong Lele took his arm and dragged him to the middle of the field.

"Handsome, come on!"

With a bang, Tong Lele left a light lipstick mark on Qin Yang's face, then trotted to Leng Ruoxi's side with a slightly red face.

"Sister Ruoxi, I'll help you down first, let him play this match." Tong Lele said.

Leng Ruoxi frowned, and softly scolded: "Lele, what are you doing nonsense. This is not a child's play, if that classmate is injured, can you take responsibility?"

Tong Lele pursed her red mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Isn't she worried about you, a good sister? Look at you, if you continue to fight, there will definitely be accidents. It's better to let others try it, maybe you can still do it. Can win this competition. Maybe he is really a master?"

"Master?"

Leng Ruoxi glanced at Qin Yang, and twitched his mouth: "Do you think he is a master like that? Although he is energetic, he obviously hasn't learned any kung fu. In short, this competition must be up to me. If he is allowed to go up , will definitely lose!"

"No, no, no..."

Tong Lele shook her head vigorously, and simply hugged Leng Ruoxi's slender waist: "You are already injured, if you continue to fight, you will die. If you lose this round, you will lose. At worst, we will be foolish in the end !"

"But that classmate will get hurt!"

"Just get hurt. If that guy is really injured and disabled, at worst, I'll take care of him for a month, and be his girlfriend for a month! Such a good benefit, other boys probably want it!"

Tong Lele said sullenly.

"you……"

Leng Ruoxi couldn't laugh or cry, she had nothing to do with this silly girl.

...

Qin Yang, who was standing in the middle of the field at the moment, didn't know that in the eyes of the two school girls, he was already preparing to enter the hospital.

In fact, from the moment he opened his mouth to scold Qi Zhengcheng angrily, he decided to fight in this match!
At any rate, he is also an imposing Chinese man, so he can't be bullied by a Korean stick and ruin the reputation of Chinese martial arts.

"Boy, you don't have any martial arts skills at all, so get out of here quickly! Don't waste our time." Zhao Dalong, who was standing opposite Qin Yang, said impatiently.

Qin Yang's eyes were slightly cold, and he sneered, "You are the one who should get out! With your three-legged skills, you are simply wasting my time, letting that Korean stick fight me!"

"Hey, what an arrogant tone!"

Zhao Dalong laughed angrily, took a step with his right foot, and said solemnly: "You are looking for death yourself, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

After finishing speaking, you have to bully yourself.

"and many more!"

Qin Yang suddenly spoke.

"What? Regret it?" Zhao Dalong sneered darkly.

Qin Yang shrugged, and at some point there was an extra spicy stick in his hand. He said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I have a problem. Before fighting, I need to eat a spicy stick to relieve my nervousness."

With that said, Qin Yang started to eat spicy strips.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at each other with strange expressions.

And Zhao Dalong was even more confused.He has seen many martial artists do some preparatory work before the competition, such as drinking a cup of tea and yelling a few times, but he has never seen one eating spicy strips.

Jin Youyuan on the sidelines also shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Jumping clown!"

Soon, the spicy strips were finished.

Qin Yang closed his eyes, feeling the smoothness of the changes in the meridians and bones, and a confident smile slowly appeared on the corners of his lips.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, a ray of light flashed, and he made the gesture of starting before the competition.

"Wing Chun, Qin Yang."

"Please enlighten me!"

"Playing tricks!" Zhao Dalong's face flashed a trace of hostility, and he kicked forward, attacking Qin Yang's chest.

The legs are sharp, like a bolt of lightning!
At this moment, the members outside the venue were tense and nervous, and some simply closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look.

Meng Yutong clenched her fist, and her sharp nails pierced her palm, but she didn't feel any pain because of her nervousness.A pair of pure and beautiful eyes fixed on Qin Yang, and even forgot to breathe.

Even Tong Lele covered her eyes with her pink hands, leaving only a thin slit, secretly regretting letting Qin Yang play.

"Oh!"

A dull voice sounded.

Under everyone's dull gaze, Zhao Dalong's body flew out, accompanied by screams.

(End of this chapter)