At the beginning, the school flower confession was rejected

Chapter 200 Challenge
After Wang Mu's family visited Li Anan's parents.

He didn't want to stay too long, and let Li Anan stay in the hospital with his parents.

Wang Mu's family went home by themselves.

A silent night, the next morning.

Wang Mu and Su Xiaoxiao were still sleeping soundly.

'for the rest of my life

Blizzard is you
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Wang Mu's cell phone rang, and both of them were woken up at the same time.

"Hello, who is it?"

Wang Mu took the phone in a daze and asked.

"Wang Mu, I'm Zhao Xue, I heard from my grandfather that the Korean is coming soon, do you have time to come over now?"

Zhao Xue's worried voice sounded from the phone.

"Oh, Xiaoxue, the people in Korea are also not normal, how can they come to challenge so early in the morning."

"I'm getting up now, I should be there in an hour, please send me a location."

Wang Mu muttered, disturbing people's dreams, this small country of Koryo really doesn't understand etiquette.

"Shall we get up and go to Xiaoxue's place now?"

Su Xiaoxiao at the side heard Zhao Xue's voice on the phone and asked Wang Mu.

The Korean people wanted to challenge Zhao Xue and her grandfather. Wang Mu had already told Su Xiaoxiao last night.

Wang Mu didn't hide anything from Su Xiaoxiao, except for the system, he could talk to Su Xiaoxiao about other things.

"Let's go, I have a hunch that old man Zhao will lose today."

Su Xiaoxiao didn't ask Wang Mu why he thought Mr. Zhao would definitely lose.

Time is running out now, so I'll ask questions about these things on the way.

The two got up and cleaned up.

Su Xiaoxiao knew that time was running out, so she simply put on some makeup and signaled to Wang Mu that she was ready.

Wang Mu saw the location of the Zhao family martial arts school sent by Zhao Xue, and the two set off for the Zhao family martial arts school.

"Wang Mu, how do you know Mr. Zhao will lose today?"

On the way, Su Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

"I reckon that the Korean who challenged old man Zhao should be in the same group as Xuan Cheng who was at school that day. That Xuan Cheng has some martial arts skills, not weak."

"If you are really with him, that person's status must be higher than Xuan Cheng's, and in this kind of martial arts world, strength is status. Zhao Xue and Zhao old man have met Xuan Cheng before, obviously that person is not Hyun Seung."

After hearing Su Xiaoxiao's words, Wang Mu calmly expressed his guess.

"Hearing you say that, it's true."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement.

The two chatted all the way, and soon came to the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall.

The two got out of the car and looked at the quaint courtyard building in front of them. They were a little amazed. This is the place where the century-old Zhao family started in Tianhai City. The Zhao family established itself with martial arts.

When Zhao Xue saw the two of them, she hurriedly ran to them.

Wang Mu had already sent Zhao Xue a message when he was about to arrive.

"Wang Mu, Xiaoxiao, you guys are here, come in quickly."

Zhao Xue said happily when she saw the two of them.

"Has the Korean arrived?"

The three entered Zhao's house together, Wang Mu said.

"Not yet, but what he said is that he will come to complete the competition with my grandpa this morning."

Hearing Zhao Xue's words, Wang Mu nodded and didn't say anything more.

Zhao Xue led the two into the lobby of the martial arts hall.

Wang Mu took a rough look, and there were about ten young people standing upright behind the five middle-aged men.

The old man Zhao sat alone at the square table in the lobby, drinking tea leisurely, it seemed that he was very confident in his own strength, Wang Mu secretly smiled inwardly.

"Wang Mu is here, come sit and chat with the old man."

When old man Zhao saw Wang Mu, he opened his mouth and said.

Wang Mu took Su Xiaoxiao's hand and sat on the other side of the square table without being polite.

"Isn't Mr. Zhao preparing for a competition later?"

After sitting down, Wang Mu spoke first.

"Don't worry, there is no one in the small country of Koryo. I, Zhao Ming, think that I have achieved martial arts, and ordinary people are not my opponents."

"Your boy is a bit unusual."

Old man Zhao answered Wang Mu's question with a smile, and gave him another look full of deep meaning.

"What does Mr. Zhao mean by this? I'm just an ordinary person, so there's nothing unusual about it."

Seeing the look in the old man Zhao's eyes, Wang Mu knew the value of Wing Chun, but for some reason Liu Yuqing was asked to say that Wing Chun was not good. Now that there are so many people, ask after the competition is over, Wang Mu thought.

"Let's discuss this after the competition."

Old man Zhao laughed, and was not going to continue this topic.

"Master! Is this the Wang Mu you often talk about recently? Hearing that you often talk about him these days, I thought he was such a powerful person. When I saw him today, his body is so thin, how could he be the powerful person you mentioned."

As soon as Wang Mu and old man Zhao finished their conversation, they heard someone talking.

Wang Mu looked up, and saw a burly young man with a height of 185, who was talking to Mr. Zhao with his fists cupped.

Just now when he entered the door, Wang Mu felt that among the people standing there, the five middle-aged people headed by them were stronger and had reached the early stage of internal energy, only one step behind the middle-stage internal energy of the old man Zhao.

Only two of those young people are in the middle stage of external strength, and the rest have not yet entered martial arts, but are stronger than ordinary people.

The young man who stood up at this time was one of the two external forces that Wang Mu felt before.

"Nonsense, step back, Wang Mu's strength is almost the same as mine, how can you provoke me."

"How many times have I told you that after entering martial arts, your physique can increase your combat power to a certain extent, and after reaching the inner strength, you rely on the dark strength in your body. Have you forgotten what I said?",

It can be seen that old man Zhao is indeed a little angry, and his disciples came out to provoke Wang Mu, which really annoyed him a little.

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, don't talk about it."

"I want to ask, we should be meeting for the first time, why are you targeting me?"

Wang Mu first said something to old man Zhao, then looked at the young man and asked.

"Hmph, Junior Sister Xiaoxue has been unhappy for the past few days. I heard from Liu Yuqing that it was because of a young man named Wang Mu. Did you bully Junior Sister Xiaoxue?"

The young man's words were full of anger.

"Brother Xu, don't talk nonsense, how could Wang Mu bully me, we are friends!"

Just as Wang Mu was about to explain, Zhao Xue said anxiously from the side.

Old man Zhao looked at this disciple who made him very satisfied, and shook his head with a wry smile. Did this kid become stupid after practicing martial arts?

"Junior Sister, don't protect him, Senior Brother will help you teach him a lesson."

Wang Mu smiled wryly when he heard the young man's words, why is this guy so stubborn, your master even said that you can't beat me, and you still want to teach me a lesson.

Wang Mu turned his head and glanced at old man Zhao, his eyes seemed to say, are all the people in your martial arts studio so single-minded.

Old man Zhao smiled awkwardly, this disciple is not worrying.

"Wang Mu, I want to challenge you. I don't believe my master said you are strong."

The young man shouted again.

"Old Zhao, don't blame me, it's your grandson who wants to challenge me."

Wang Mu turned to look at Old Zhao.

His disciple and grandson couldn't see it, old man Zhao put his hand on his forehead and shook his head towards Wang Mu.

Signaled Wang Mu to lighten his hand.

Wang Mu understood what old man Zhao meant, and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I accept your challenge."

Wang Mu said to the young man.

Before the young man could respond, a half-familiar Da Xia dialect came from the gate of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall: "Where is Zhao Ming? Goryeo Lee Ming-ho is here to challenge."

Hearing the lame Daxia words, Wang Mu burst out laughing.

Su Xiaoxiao and Zhao Xue also covered their mouths and laughed lightly.

Without old man Zhao saying anything, the young man just now was already walking towards the gate.

"Don't make any noise, you are the sticks who sent the letter of war, come with me, Master is waiting for you."

Brother Xu's loud voice made Wang Mu laugh again when he heard the stick.

This brother is too funny, scolding others in front of others.

When Li Minghao entered the gate, a large crowd of onlookers came outside the gate.

Liu Yuqing and her grandfather, as well as the directors of many martial arts schools in Tianhai City.

These are all knowing that the Koreans have issued a letter of war to Mr. Zhao, and the time for the competition is today, and these are all rushed here at the right time.

"Old Zhao, haven't you started the competition yet? It seems that we came just in time."

Mr. Liu said loudly before he entered the door.

"This Koryo stick has just arrived and is about to start."

Old man Zhao laughed.

When Liu Yuqing entered the door, she saw Wang Mu and the other three, and ran to Wang Mu and the other regardless of her grandfather.

"Okay, you guys stayed together secretly and didn't know to call me."

Liu Yuqing joked.

"Aren't you here too, Yuqing, do you think my grandpa can win?"

Zhao Xue responded.

"What are you panicking about? Grandpa Zhao is dying. Isn't there still my master here? The Koryo stick is not worth mentioning, right master?"

Liu Yuqing pointed to Wang Mu and said.

When Wang Mu heard this, he glanced at Liu Yuqing, she was very confident in herself.

"Zhao Ming, stop moaning, let's start a fight, I want to beat you in the ring, to prove the strength of our Korean men."

Then Lee Ming Ho looked at all the people who seemed to have forgotten himself, and said loudly.

Wang Mu looked at Xuan Cheng behind Lee Ming Ho, and was looking at himself with resentful eyes.

Wang Mu smiled at him, Xuan Cheng looked into Wang Mu's eyes, and lowered his head in fear.

"Then let's start, the ring is in the backyard, follow me."

When Mr. Zhao heard what the Korean man said, he stopped delaying and spoke immediately.

A group of people moved to the backyard.

A square ring of 5 meters by 5 meters appeared in front of everyone.

Li Minghao stepped on the floor and jumped onto the stage.

Wang Mu noticed some cracks in the bricks on the ground, and frowned.

This Li Minghao might have reached a great level of inner strength, and he might not be far from the master of martial arts.

Old man Zhao is in danger.

Zhao Xue would take a look at Wang Mu's expression from time to time. She knew that Wang Mu was powerful, so she might be able to see the details of Li Minghao.

Seeing Wang Mu's frown tightly, Zhao Xue's heart darkened.

"Wang Mu, is this Li Minghao very strong? Is my grandfather in danger?"

Hearing Zhao Xue's worried voice, Wang Mu shook his head lightly.

"It's okay. The gap between your grandfather and him is not that big. Even if you lose, you can still retreat."

Wang Mu knew that telling Zhao Xue the truth would only make her more worried.

Zhao Xue looked at Wang Mu, whose expression remained unchanged, without any doubts.

Zhao Ming saw Li Minghao who had jumped onto the stage, and said, "Small tricks, let's make a fool of myself."

If Zhao Ming saw the cracks on the floor tiles, he probably wouldn't be so relaxed, and even laughed aloud.

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Ming stepped on the floor and jumped onto the ring from a farther place.

Everyone in the audience cheered when they saw that Zhao Ming suppressed the Korean from a distance.

"Old Zhao is powerful, the sword is not old!"

"That's right, this Korean man is so bold that he dares to challenge Mr. Zhao. This is humiliating himself."

"I think this competition should be crushed by Mr. Zhao's strength."

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Zhao Ming couldn't help smiling.

"Li Minghao, did you hear what my Daxia man said? You will definitely lose today."

Zhao Ming believed in himself.

"Heh, the words of a group of defeated generals can also mess with my mind? Let's make a move."

Li Minghao said disdainfully.

The two posed in a stance, the Zhao family was famous for their kicks, and it happened that this Korean was also learning Taekwondo, which is also famous for their kicks.

The two clashed in legwork, and smoke and dust rose from the arena.

Li Minghao looked at Zhao Ming who was attacking fiercely, and he didn't panic.

After such a confrontation, he had already figured out Zhao Ming's bottom line. He was a mid-stage internal force, and he was about to become a martial arts master. Taking him down was not easy.

Li Minghao wanted to catch the mouse, and he was going to make the old man happy first.

In another confrontation, he deliberately showed weakness and took a step back.

"Mr. Zhao has good means and skills. This Korean was repulsed in a direct confrontation."

"Hmph, a small barbarian country dares to come to my Great Xia to show off its might."

"Come on, Grandpa!"

Zhao Ming thought he had a slight upper hand, and speculated that Lee Ming Ho's strength was comparable to his own.

There is no more worry in my heart, and I start to pursue the victory.

He heard the voices of everyone in the audience, as well as his granddaughter cheering.

Zhao Ming's offensive became stronger again.

There was a stalemate for a while.

Lee Myung Ho has always been at a disadvantage, but Zhao Ming noticed something was wrong.

This Goryeo stick is not flustered at all. Could it be that he still has some hole cards.

Zhao Ming secretly guessed, slowed down the offensive rhythm, and began to prepare for defense.

"Old man, why don't you attack anymore? Is it because you are old and have no power to continue?"

Lee Myung Ho joked.

"fart!"

Zhao Ming's fiery temper, how could he hold back when he heard Lee Ming Ho's teasing.

Continue to attack crazily.

Wang Mu in the audience looked at Zhao Ming who was stimulated, shook his head, and muttered softly. ,

"Old man Zhao is about to lose. He could hold on for a while to pay back the amount, but now he is stimulated and the rhythm is out of order."

Wang Mu's muttering was heard by the older people in front.

"Boy, you know what a fart. Mr. Zhao already has the upper hand. Now that he is speeding up his attack, he probably wants to win the competition in one fell swoop."

"You little brat, don't speak wild words here, just watch obediently."

"Young people nowadays really don't know etiquette at all."

Wang Mu also ignored the reprimand of those old men.

Quietly looking at Zhao Ming on the stage, ready to strike at any time.

"Wang Mu, is my grandfather going to lose? He won't be in danger, right?"

Zhao Xue pulled Wang Mu's sleeve nervously and said anxiously.

Su Xiaoxiao was forgotten for a while, but Su Xiaoxiao didn't care.

She knew that Zhao Xue was very nervous now, but if her grandfather was on stage, she would be nervous too.

"It's okay, if your grandfather loses, I will take action to save him."

Wang Mu believed in himself.

Zhao Xue nodded, she had no choice but to trust Wang Mu now.

(End of this chapter)