Zombie Bodyguard

Chapter 1689 - 1686: Asking for a Beating

"Bang!"

A dull thud, Qiao Xiaoyi’s fist hit Cui Yingzhe’s side, precisely between the two ribs.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, neither of them moved, Qiao Xiaoyi because he had exhausted his strength, and Cui Yingzhe due to the pain.

Cold sweat emerged from his forehead, streaming down his face in droplets onto the arena floor.

"What’s going on? Why aren’t they moving?" A puzzled voice broke the silence in the martial arts hall.

More people expressed their surprise, "Can’t be posing, right?"

"Who hit whom exactly?"

"Cui Yingzhe seems to have a problem, look, his face is pale and sweating profusely."

...

Prompted by this voice, everyone’s attention shifted to Cui Yingzhe. Indeed, the situation wasn’t good; his expression was more than just pale, it was twisted in pain, his mouth trembling but unable to utter a word.

Qiao Xiaoyi took a few breaths, regaining some strength. He straightened his waist and gently pushed against Cui Yingzhe.

Then a surprising scene unfolded, Cui Yingzhe fell down just like that, without any resistance.

"Hell, is this a movie?"

"What’s... what just happened?"

"Damn, am I dreaming? Cui Yingzhe, a black belt master, fell just from a push?"

"Xiaoyi, you did it." Lin Tian said calmly, appreciation shining in his eyes.

The girls around were even more surprised upon hearing this, looking at him simultaneously: "Lin Tian, it must be because of you, right? What exactly happened? And what was the training you mentioned last time?"

"Heh, let Xiaoyi tell you later." Lin Tian didn’t answer their questions but quickly stepped onto the ring.

At that moment, the karate people also reacted, and Kunno Saburo had just returned from outside. As soon as he entered, he saw the scene of Cui Yingzhe falling.

With a rush, the karate group charged onto the stage, Lin Tian was the first to arrive, supporting Qiao Xiaoyi to retreat to the side.

Karate club members surrounded Cui Yingzhe, wanting to help him up, but Cui Yingzhe struggled to spit out a few words: "No, don’t move!"

"Senior Cui, what’s wrong?" The members asked urgently.

Cui Yingzhe had no strength to answer, only glancing at Qiao Xiaoyi. The karate club immediately shifted their gaze to Qiao Xiaoyi and Lin Tian.

"You all must be up to something!" The karate club members growled angrily.

Xiao Manxuan and Mu Binglan rushed up too, staring back defiantly, confronting each other.

Lin Tian’s mouth curled into a smirk, giving a cold laugh, and then looked at the male host below the stage: "It’s time to announce the result of the second match."

"Oh, alright... the result of the second match, Martial Arts Club’s Qiao Xiaoyi wins!" The male host announced loudly.

"Yay... we won!" The Martial Arts Club members cheered.

"We oppose this, they must’ve tricked us somehow. How else to explain it? The result is invalid, no, they should be declared losers!" Jin Luxian called out loudly, unwilling to accept.

"Yeah, they tricked us, we should declare them losers," the other members echoed.

"You’re talking nonsense, during the first match we said you tricked us too; how shameless!" The Martial Arts Club members were angry, shouting, as chaos threatened to erupt again.

"Hear me out; if your Karate Club suspects Qiao Xiaoyi cheated, please provide evidence, otherwise accept this result. We haven’t questioned the result of the first match," Yang Lin stated loudly.

The Karate Club members felt awkward, but were unwilling to concede, Jin Luxian questioned again: "Everyone can see, the skill gap between Qiao Xiaoyi and Senior Cui is vast; if he wasn’t up to something, how could he possibly beat the senior!"

"Yeah, it’s indeed strange."

"Could they really be up to something?"

The audience murmured among themselves, having watched the match, aware of the significant disparity in skill between the two.

"You all want to know why Cui Yingzhe lost, right?" Lin Tian suddenly spoke, calmly silencing everyone, "Because he lost to Huaxia’s Acupoint Kung Fu."

"Acupoint Kung Fu?" Jin Luxian, the Korean student, sneered, mockingly stating: "You Huaxia people sure know how to boast. Acupoint Kung Fu? That’s only something from legends, yet you dare to claim it openly; how shameless!"

Most people here were Huaxia, and this comment incited widespread anger, with many glaring at him.

Lin Tian waved idly at him, smiling maliciously: "Come over here, I’ll let Qiao Xiaoyi demonstrate Acupoint Kung Fu."

"I’ll come, not afraid of you!" Jin Luxian walked over proudly, none of the other members stopping him, tacitly agreeing to his actions.

"Lin Tian, is there truly Acupoint Kung Fu?" Mu Binglan furrowed her brows slightly, asking quietly.

As a martial artist, she had only heard of it, meaning it was merely legend, never seen in reality.

Lin Tian didn’t answer, instead asking Jin Luxian: "How do you assess your skill compared to Qiao Xiaoyi?"

Jin Luxian lifted his chin proudly: "Although I can’t match Senior Cui, my skill is undoubtedly above Qiao Xiaoyi!"

"Alright, let him hit you, unless you’re afraid of Xiaoyi’s Acupoint Kung Fu, then scram immediately, stop embarrassing yourself!" Lin Tian said bluntly.

Provoked by Lin Tian, Jin Luxian approached Qiao Xiaoyi with heated arrogance, spreading his arms: "Come on, use your Acupoint Kung Fu on me, hmph, if you can’t, it counts as your loss!"

Qiao Xiaoyi was speechless; people seldom volunteered to be struck these days. He glanced at the quiet new president Ju Yuuzen, who seemingly endorsed the noisy behavior of his members.

He didn’t want to resort to violence, but given the situation, he had no choice. Qiao Xiaoyi endured his full-body ache, suddenly punching forward, precisely hitting Jin Luxian’s lower rib.

Jin Luxian’s body stiffened, his eyes widened instantly, cold sweat forming on his forehead, and with a bang, he fell down.

The audience froze collectively, their minds resonating with the classic phrase from the Honor of Kings game: double kill!

Qiao Xiaoyi scored a double kill, leaving the karate club members dumbfounded.

"They’ll recover in a few minutes, hurry and take them down!" Lin Tian eyed them sideways, sneering.

Ju Yuuzen waved his hand, the karate club members clumsily carried the two down, though they winced in pain, no one pitied them.

"Clap, clap, clap..." Instead, a round of applause erupted, celebrating Qiao Xiaoyi’s prowess, proving Huaxia martial arts are viable!

The Martial Arts Club members also walked off the ring, leaving Lin Tian and Ju Yuuzen alone on the stage.

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