Chapter 209: A Gorgeous Appearance
Yang Ming went on the stage like a great man. He faced the crowd and threw his hat into the audience. Then, the crowd went crazy.
Yang Ming threw his scarf and coat subsequently. When the place was heated, Yang Ming shouted all of a sudden, âWith a loud noise from the sky, I appear in front of your eyes!â
There was another round of cheers and whistles below the stage. Of course, their reactions were mixed. Some people despised Yang Mingâs exaggerated act. They thought that he was showing off. But most students thought his appearance was gorgeous and unique! It brought some freshness to the insipid students.
Ren Jianren was even more furious when he saw Yang Mingâs performance. What is this guy doing? Is he showing off already before fighting? Ren Jianren said coldly, âYang Ming, are you done? Can we start now?â
âAnything can be told silently. Iâm presenting you all a rhyming couplet!â As he spoke, Yang Ming turned around and showed the rhyming couplet on his back. On it was written: Punching at the Nanshan Nursing Home, Kicking at the Beihai Kindergarten; on the horizontal scroll attached to his *ss was written: Brick Breaking Technique.
Some boos and snickers immediately spread offstage. Ren Jianrenâs face had turned green! Isnât this is belittling me with the nursing home and kindergarten? Does this mean that Iâm as weak as the old and sick?
Brick Breaking Technique? This is obviously mocking my kungfu as being useless! When he wanted to refute Yang Ming, Yang Ming spoke, âHow do you want to compete?â
âHow to compete? Of course, Taekwondo!â Ren Jianren said unsatisfyingly, âSince youâre here already, donât you understand the logic?â
âThis is different though!â Yang Ming immediately shook his head. Ren Jianren was dumbfounded, then Yang Ming said without rus.h.i.+ng, âIf you want to compete with Taekwondo, then I can only give up!â
âWhat do you mean?â Ren Jianren was stunned. âYou want to give up? Are you changing your mind now?â
âNo, no!â Yang Ming waved his hand. âYou want to compete with Taekwondo, but I donât even know the basic rules of Taekwondo. How would I win? If thatâs the case, I may as well give up so it wonât trouble all of us. Do you guys agree?â
âYeah, he is right. Isnât this unfair? He doesnât even know Taekwondo. How could he fight with you?â
âYeah, right, that is unfair! Too unfair!â
âStop the fight. The loser has the glory, and the winner is filthy!â
The audience was complaining. Zhang Bing and the others like Tian Donghua were leading the crowd. Even w.a.n.g Zhitao who hated this Taekwondo club also asked his cla.s.smates to support Yang Ming.
As for Sun Zhiwei, although he hated Yang Ming, Yang Ming was representing the cla.s.s of computer science level 8 cla.s.s 2, even the cohort of freshmen!
He couldnât do anything to stop his cla.s.smates from cheering for Yang Ming. He could only swallow his grudge and step aside, hoping that Ren Jianren could punish Yang Ming.
âWhat do you want then?â Ren Jianren was flushed, but he couldnât be angry. Yang Mingâs reasoning was somehow correct. He doesnât know Taekwondo. If I fight him now, isnât this unfair to use my strength to compete with him?
âThen letâs go for mixed martial arts!â Yang Ming said, âWithout any rules.â
Mixed martial arts? Ren Jianren was stunned, then he thought abruptly. Thatâs great! I can beat you up with Taekwondo! Ren Jianren was afraid that Yang Ming would restrict him from using Taekwondo techniques. It was like tying up his hands and legs. Since there was no rule, he could use his strength well!
Before that, he was sure that Yang Ming wouldnât know about Taekwondo. So, he didnât request anything. Therefore, he thought it wouldnât affect him now that Yang Ming brought up the rule. Then, he nodded his head, âAlright! Iâll be using my Taekwondo, and you can use whatever technique you want.â
Another round of boos spread among the audience after Ren Jianren said that. That was impudent. He used his strength, and the other could use anything. This was a one-sided compet.i.tion!
But Yang Ming didnât bother. He said forthrightly. âI can use any technique?â
âYes! Do as you wis.h.!.+â Ren Jianren thought. Why are you talking so much? Just let me beat you up, and youâre done for!
âThatâs great! I can use my unique skill?â asked Yang Ming.
âF*ck! Do you think I care? Hurry up, are you ready?â Ren Jianren was being impatient.
âDonât you want to know about my unique still?â asked Yang Ming calmly.
âF*ck youâŚ!â Ren Jianren almost went on a rampage, but he restrained himself, âWhat is your unique skill then?â
âHa!â Yang Ming turned and showed his couplet to Ren Jianren, âThis is my tactic!â
Ren Jianren was on the borderline of going berserk! So he is trying to humiliate me! Punching at the Nanshan Nursing Home, Kicking at the Beihai Kindergarten? Do you think Iâm from the nursing home and kindergarten? Piece of sh*t, I will show you who the boss is here!
âCan we start now?â Ren Jianren said flatly.
âAlright, Iâm teaching you that you will be invincible if you learned you opponent and yourself well!â Yang Ming said.
âI can win against you without learning that.â As Ren Jianren said, he was in the posture of offending.
âWhat are you doing?â Yang Ming asked abruptly.
âIsnât the compet.i.tion starting now?â Ren Jianren was stunned.
âWait, I still have to warm up. You have done it, but I havenât.â As Yang Ming spoke, he was jumping like a boxer. âYou wonât even let me warm up? Are you trying to bully me?â
âDo as you wis.h.!.+â Ren Jianren was furious. Are you trying to play with me! So he relaxed his tense nerves and looked at Yang Ming warming up.
âAfter about six minutes, Yang Ming was sweating all over his head. Finally, Ren Jianren couldnât take it anymore. âAre you done already?â
âAlright.â Yang Ming nodded his head and stopped his warm up.
When Ren Jianren was trying to attack, Yang Ming said, âWait, Iâm sweating all over my body already. Iâm getting cold now.â
âWhy are you so troublesome?â Ren Jianren said in an angry tone. He stopped his attack abruptly.
âAre you trying to let me catch a cold? Are you planning to win by using this trick?â Yang Ming acted surprise.
âF*ck! Do whatever you want to do!â Ren Jianren was helpless. What is this guy doing? Are you trying to delay the time?
âWhereâs my coat?â Yang Ming looked around the stage because he just threw it away when he got on the stage.
âItâs here!â Zhang Bing took Yang Mingâs coat and rushed to the stage.
Yang Ming took the coat and asked, âIs everything ready?â
âDonât worry, just like what we planned. The stuff is in the left pocket.â Zhang Bing nodded his head.
Yang Ming wore the coat and tied the b.u.t.ton. Then he nodded toward Ren Jianren, âYou can start now!â
Ren Jianren was relieved. Motherf*cker, youâre finally done! Ren Jianren jumped to the middle and was ready to start the a.s.sault. But he didnât expect Yang Ming to say, âWhat are you doing?â
âDo what? Of course, starting to fight.â Ren Jianren replied to him.
âShouldnât we greet each other according to the etiquette of Taekwondo? How can you not know about this as the president of Taekwondo club?â Yang Ming acted puzzled.
âHuh.â Ren Jianren was helpless. He had to stop his attack again, but his lungs were almost plump like a balloon. Great, keep on fooling me! Let me see how long can you drag it! Iâll let you suffer later!â
Ren Jianren bowed to Yang Ming stiffly, and Yang Ming imitated him.
âAre you done? Iâm going to attack if youâre done.â Ren Jianren didnât dare to attack first instead he probed first. He had already been confused by Yang Ming many times.
âEn, can you let me think?â Yang Ming acted hesitantly, but he was laughing in his mind. Youâre just a sports student. I donât think youâre good at studying! Iâm was a top student in my senior high school! In âZuo Zhuanâ [1] there is one chapter called âCao Gui Lun Zhanâ [2]. There is one popular sentence, âOnce youâre angry, the second time you will get weak, the third time will exhaust you. I can see that youâre exhausted already judging by your looks!
Yang Ming didnât have to do that actually. Even if Ren Jianrenâs mood was at his peak, Yang Ming now had one hundred ways to kill him.