Chapter 28 A True Feminist

"Junior Sister Zhu, stop messing around."

The young man among the direct disciples shrugged and said.

"Your kung fu is not yet up to par, and you hit him without any restraint. He may be our future junior brother. What if we hurt him?"

"I, the most mature and steady one, will do it here..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by old man Li thoughtfully: "No, let Shan Ying go."

The young man asked in confusion: "Ah?"

The master just asked about the young man's well-being. Doesn't he like him very much?

Why let the junior sister... This is terrible. I'm afraid she will have a psychological trauma before she even gets started.

The young man looked at Xue Jing with pity.

"Great!"

The girl named Zhu Shan Ying cheered, her bright and lively eyes curved into two crescents.

I didn't see how she moved, but she suddenly flashed and came to Xue Jing's side, and her speed was extremely fast.

She reached out and held Xue Jing's hand, and walked quickly to the nearest ring.

"Little Junior Brother, follow me!"

Xue Jing's eyes moved. This speed...

He did not resist, and let the girl's soft little hand lead him forward.

Maomao, sitting on the armrest of the wheelchair, curled his lips. For some reason, he was a little unhappy.

After Zhushan Ying led Xue Jing to the ring, he let go of his hand, then jumped to the opposite side of Xue Jing with two backflips, clasped his fists towards Xue Jing, and smiled with his eyes curved:

"Little Junior Brother, please give me more advice!"

Xue Jing was a little amazed at the agility he showed. Backflips were not difficult, but to do it more lightly and naturally than a cat, the difficulty was completely different.

This was the first time he faced someone who had truly practiced martial arts, and he was a little excited.

He imitated the girl and clasped his fists and said, "Please give me more advice."

As they took their positions, the disciples around them also came over to watch.

"Hey, hey, what's going on? Didn't that guy come to challenge the club? And the owner asked him all kinds of questions like he was on a blind date. What's going on now? Why can't I understand?"

"That's right, I don't understand either... Anyway, since it was Senior Sister Zhu who took action, he will definitely be in a miserable situation."

"I bet 50 cents that he will at least break one hand and one foot."

"Be more confident, I bet five dollars that all four limbs will be broken."

"Tsk, pitiful."

Xue Jing inexplicably found that almost everyone around him looked at him with a trace of pity that he couldn't understand.

At this time, the young man walked to the middle of the ring, patted Xue Jing on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Be careful, if you feel that you can't do it, just admit defeat quickly, I will come to save you immediately."

Xue Jing: "..."

"Then..." The young man stood between the two, raised his right hand, and waved it down, "Start."

After saying that, he immediately jumped back out of the ring.

"Little Junior Brother, be careful!"

Takeyama Ying smiled happily, stepped forward, and shot out like an arrow from a bow, at an absurd speed.

He clenched his bare hands into fists and hit Xue Jing.

Then... Xue Jing grabbed her wrist and threw her over his shoulder, slamming her hard to the ground.

"Bang!"

He threw her without reservation, even using his full strength, so strong that the entire ring shook violently.

The girl fell directly to the ground and fell into a baby-like sleep on the spot.

"Eh?" The disciples who were watching.

"Huh?" The young disciple looked confused.

The other two disciples who looked like father and daughter, who had not spoken since they came in, could not help but look sideways at the young man standing on the ring.

The cat looked proud, and its tail couldn't help but swing back and forth.

The whole dojo fell into a strange silence.

"So... did I succeed in challenging the opponent?"

Xue Jing stood on the ring, looking at Li Qi in a wheelchair, wondering.

"..."

In silence, Li Qi looked at Xue Jing, then looked at Maomao on the armrest, and sighed:

"...You really found a good seedling for me."

...

On the way home, Maomao squatted on Xue Jing's shoulder, looking proud:

"You have never practiced martial arts but you can defeat the direct disciple of Canglong Dojo. In the future, you can go to Canglong Dojo at any time and receive the teachings of old man Li for free. No one dares to complain."

"And I don't have to owe old man Li a big favor for this. On the contrary, because I gave him a good disciple like you, old man Li has to thank me."

"Winwin, win-win, we win twice."

The tail swept across Xue Jing's cheek, bringing a soft itch. He thought for a while and said:

"I didn't expect things to end so quickly. I thought the direct disciple of Canglong Dojo should be very strong, and I was ready to be beaten."

"You are not wrong." Maomao said.

"In fact, that girl is really strong, much stronger than you are now."

Xue Jing asked in confusion: "Why?"

Maomao smiled and said: "I would like to ask you, why does being stronger mean you will definitely win?"

"There are countless examples of the weak defeating the strong in this world. Some people can't even beat 800 people with 100,000 soldiers. Such a huge gap can be reversed, let alone you and that girl?"

"Martial arts is not about comparing numbers. The person without a bigger number will definitely win. Mood, state, will, intelligence, decision-making... even just a little bit of luck, may become the key to victory."

"If that girl was more cautious and didn't use this big and open fist to start, if she knew a little information about you and had some understanding of your reaction speed, if she used her strength to protect her whole body in advance, if you didn't use all your strength to kill the enemy in one battle after you seized the opportunity..."

Maomao said meaningfully.

"If any tiny factor changes, she will not be defeated by you, but the undoubted fact is that she lost."

"This is the world of martial artists."

Xue Jing seemed to understand.

"This is also a good warning for you. With your talent, you should become very strong in the future, but you must not be too arrogant, otherwise something like today may happen."

Maomao warned.

Xue Jing smiled and said, "I will pay attention, Teacher Wan."

Hearing this address, Maomao nodded with satisfaction.

[You have experienced a battle where the weak defeated the strong, fighting experience +211]

[You have experienced a battle where the weak defeated the strong, fitness experience +121]

[You have experienced a battle where the weak defeated the strong, and feel happy, health experience +89]

[You have experienced a battle where the weak defeated the strong, aiming experience +56]

[You have experienced a battle where the weak defeated the strong, and the use of strength experience +139]

[Fighting is upgraded to Lv2 (107/500)]

Xue Jing glanced at the prompt on the panel, felt his body become stronger, smiled silently, and a sense of satisfaction emerged in his heart.

"By the way, you can hit such a pitiful girl without hesitation. You don't have any misogyny, do you?"

Maomao suddenly asked.

Xue Jing looked at it strangely and shook his head.

"No, it's just that I am a true feminist. I treat men and women equally..."

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