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“Hehe, Zhen Zhong, Mingxia, and I have already discussed it. This competition is absolutely crucial, so you must participate. Although Yuze, you haven't shown your skills many times, for some reason, I have great confidence in you.” Duan Fei said, staring intently at Zhang Yuze.

Zhang Yuze scratched his nose, feeling somewhat depressed. To be honest, Zhang Yuze hadn't decided whether to participate in this competition. He wasn't the type of guy who liked to be in the spotlight. Zhang Yuze knew the saying, 'The tallest tree catches the most wind'.

“This…”

“This… let me think about it!” Under Duan Fei's watchful gaze, Zhang Yuze didn't know what to say and could only avoid his eyes.

“Yuze, look at me.” Duan Fei suddenly shouted.

“Uh!” Startled by the shout, Zhang Yuze involuntarily looked into Duan Fei's eyes.

“Yuze, you also know that our opponents are those Korean bastards and Japanese devils, so we absolutely cannot fail in this competition. This isn't just for our personal honor, but also for the sake of our nation's faith.” Duan Fei suddenly grabbed Zhang Yuze's shoulders and stared intently at him.

Zhang Yuze was sweating profusely! To convince him, he even brought up national righteousness. Truly sharp.

What Zhang Yuze couldn't stand even more was the look in his eyes! What kind of expression was that!

Anyone who didn't know better would think he and Duan Fei had some kind of secret relationship. Zhang Yuze sighed deeply. Duan Fei's words touched him, and Zhang Yuze agreed with him. Zhang Yuze also believed that the martial arts club couldn't afford to lose. If the martial arts club could truly achieve a complete victory in this club exchange competition, it could definitely take advantage of this opportunity to rise again, at least within Xiamen University. Although Zhang Yuze didn't consider himself a good person, he was still very patriotic.

“Alright! I promise you.” Zhang Yuze sighed deeply and nodded to Duan Fei.

“Really, Yuze? Thank you so much! I believe that with you joining, our club will definitely achieve good results.” Duan Fei patted Zhang Yuze's shoulder, saying with great joy.

“You're overestimating me too much. It's as if with me joining, you're guaranteed to win.” Zhang Yuze shook his head, feeling helpless.

“That's for sure.” As he spoke, Duan Fei's gaze intentionally or unintentionally fell on Zheng Jie's face beside Zhang Yuze.

Zheng Jie also winked playfully at Duan Fei, as if they were communicating something.

Now that he had made up his mind to win this martial arts exchange competition, Zhang Yuze had to prepare for the competition. Zhang Yuze looked at Duan Fei and said, “I heard the competition is the day after tomorrow, which seems a bit tight.”

Before Duan Fei could speak, Li Mingxia, who was standing behind him, interjected, “It's been changed. Just now, the chairman of the Student Union called all the club presidents together for another meeting. After considering the factor of the start of the semester, they finally decided to schedule the competition for Monday evening next week. The location will be in the gymnasium. This time, the school is really supportive.”