It was common for Sacred Heart College clubs to challenge each other. Sometimes it was a club against a club, and sometimes it was a club against an individual.
There were many rich kids in the school, and they more or less had some sort of relationship. If a few of them had a grudge against each other, they would pull all the strings to make things difficult for each other. It was hard to imagine how much trouble it would cause in the end.
Therefore, although this kind of one-on-one duel was somewhat barbaric, the school mostly adopted an attitude of turning a blind eye to it, hoping to minimize the impact of the matter. As long as there were no serious injuries and no deaths, the matter could be considered to have passed peacefully.
Therefore, under such circumstances, Dongfang Wan and Huang Haobing accepted the challenge without asking for Jiaming's opinion. Although it seemed impulsive, it was actually the simplest way to resolve this matter. If they really couldn't win, they would at most be beaten up and have to apologize.
According to Huang Haobing's understanding, if the two girls were to go on stage and couldn't win, they would at most surrender. They definitely wouldn't be beaten up. Perhaps the other party would be too embarrassed to accept the apology.
The first "mediation match" since school started had attracted a lot of attention.
Of course, the stadium was very big. Although there were hundreds of people coming in, some holding bowls of rice, some eating snacks, and chatting, it didn't seem crowded. Some teachers like Ya Han and Chen Guxia came in to watch because they had nothing to do.
Below the stadium, the student council president, Dongfang Lu, said a few polite words. After setting the bet that the side that lost would have to publicly apologize and take full responsibility, he began to explain the rules of the competition. However, halfway through, Jiaming raised his opinion with a troubled expression.
"Uh, that … I don't think this is very fair, right?"
"Oh?
Student Jiaming, do you have any objections? "
Dongfang Lu asked with a smile. On the other side, the fighter, Han Gangcheng, thought that Jiaming wanted to decline, so he immediately said, "Are you scared?
Give up, you're definitely going to fight today. Just wait to be beaten up! "
Upon hearing his words, Shasha frowned and was about to rush forward, but Lingjing hurriedly pulled her back.
In fact, Shasha's plan was simple. She would pretend to be impulsive and hit this annoying big guy. No matter what happened next, at least Jiaming would not have to fight today.
Among the two girls, Lingjing's personality was soft on the outside but firm on the inside. She was usually soft and weak, but when it came to matters, she was very assertive. Shasha was the exact opposite. She looked impulsive and irritable, but in fact, she was very gentle. As long as Jiaming was fine, she was a girl and did not care about her face.
Jiaming turned around and looked at the two of them comfortingly. Then he said, "It's like this. I used to be a sparring partner in the dojo. I've never fought with anyone in the ring. Of course, I know how to fight, but I can't get used to all the rules you've set.
But he's different. He's fought with people so many times that he's used to all the rules. Aren't you obviously siding with him? "
Han Gangcheng raised his eyebrows with a smile that was not a smile. "Then what rules do you want to set? It's up to you. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"Okay, except that no weapons are allowed. If there are no rules, the one who leaves the ring loses.
The one who concedes loses.
The one who is beaten down and can't get up loses! "
"Who's afraid of you? I think you really haven't been beaten enough!"
Han Gangcheng laughed. Jia Ming's background was simple. In one day's time, they had roughly investigated him. Although this brat was in the Ye Martial Arts School, he didn't learn anything at all. All day long, he only used his hands to raise the target for others to hit. Whenever something happened, it was always the two little girls beside him who stood out.
Last night, although Lu Jianchuan and the others were seriously injured, Lu Jianchuan's incident was basically an accident. As for the kick that he kicked the football, his leg strength was probably not bad. However, no matter how strong his leg strength was, an untrained person was still an untrained person. How could he fly in the ring?
Since the two sides had already agreed on the rules, Dongfang Lu announced it according to the rules.
Chen Guxia, who was in the stands, couldn't help but find it funny after hearing this. "Well, indeed, for those who haven't been trained, the previous rules are indeed a bit restrictive. However, if they really fight, such as poking the eyes, kicking the lower body, and other dirty tricks won't work so easily.
Miss Zhang, how does this Gu Jiaming classmate usually perform? "
"Perform?"
Ya Han thought for a moment, and the corner of her mouth could not help but reveal a trace of a smile. Then she nodded and said resolutely and decisively, "Very treacherous!"
"Eh?"
Hearing this evaluation, Chen Guxia was somewhat puzzled. "Could it be that when he and Miss Zhang were in the dojo, he often used those strange tricks to hurt people?"
"Yes … Ah … Hehe, actually, that's not the case."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Ya Han also felt that she went a bit overboard. How could she talk about her own people in front of an outsider? At this time, she hurriedly remedied, "He's usually very honest and well-behaved. His grades are neither good nor bad. Saying that he's treacherous is just a joke sometimes.
When it comes to the ring, hehe, he always runs away. "
"Runs away?
But there are always situations where he has to go to the ring, right? "
"Yes, I'm talking about when he's in the ring. He runs in the ring and does not leave the ring."
Hearing her words, Chen Guxia could not help but feel somewhat incredulous. "He runs within the ring's range. Could it be that he can do it without being intercepted?"
Ya Han smiled and shrugged. "Of course, he can't succeed every time. It's just that when he fights, he's afraid. He runs, jumps, and rolls in the ring without caring about his image. Of course, there are also situations where he can't run away. It's just that he's used to having two paddles tied to his hands as a human target. His defensive movements are very proficient. Hehe, let's just watch the match."
At this moment, in the ring below, Jiaming and Han Gangcheng had already walked up. Dongfang Lu announced the start of the match, and Jiaming immediately used his hands to protect his face.
Han Gangcheng laughed in his heart. He first swept out with a strong kick, followed by a second kick, a third kick, and four consecutive uppercuts like the wind.
The seven consecutive strikes were executed in an extremely smooth manner.
In the stands, Chen Guxia sat up straight and smiled slightly. "Yes, very good. It's a pity …"
Unfortunately, Jiaming easily dodged.
Raising both hands, Jiaming's movements were also very standard. It could even be used as a tutorial. However, he was passively resisting at the beginning. When Han Gangcheng stopped his movements and took a step back, he actually did not have the slightest intention of attacking. This kind of spirit in the competition was really despicable.
Looking at his posture and the precise dodging just now, Han Gangcheng was slightly puzzled. However, he naturally did not think too much about it. After all, the intelligence said that Gu Jiaming only knew how to dodge.
Just now, those few moves had already forced his opponent to the edge of the ring. Han Gangcheng smiled and swept a fierce kick towards Jiaming's waist again.
Let's see how you dodge!
After this attack, Jiaming took another step back and was then forced into a corner of the ring.
Han Gangcheng was overjoyed. He continuously punched out with both fists. Seeing Jiaming suddenly lower his body, he suddenly sent out a knee kick that he had long prepared. As long as Jiaming pounced to the side to escape, this knee kick would directly hit his face.
In the next moment, Jiaming pounced out as expected.
The knee kick miraculously missed!
"What nimble movements!"
In the stands, Chen Guxia clapped his hands. However, there were continuous boos all around. Because of this jump, Jiaming's body was unexpectedly low. He almost rushed out of the ring, completely outside of Han Gangcheng's expectations.
When Han Gangcheng turned his head, Jiaming had already stood up in the middle of the ring. His hands were still protecting his face. He very professionally swayed left and right, but did not look like he wanted to attack at all.
"What are you doing?"
"Charge, fight, what is this?"
"Are you a man? You only know how to dodge!"
There were shouts from the audience, who did not know whether to laugh or cry.
However, Jiaming was not moved at all. This time, Han Gangcheng felt a little embarrassed. He carefully stepped forward slowly and launched another attack. However, Jiaming's movements were the same. Almost every time he was forced into a corner, he would be able to dodge by a hair's breadth. He used a variety of methods and his movements were unimaginable.
After about five minutes, Lingjing and Shasha were laughing and hugging each other below the ring. This was the first time that Shasha had experienced the depression of competing with Jiaming. Therefore, every time Jiaming was forced to fight with someone, she was abnormally excited. Finally, she could let more people have a taste of this depression …
The boos were endless, and the audience was laughing and scolding non-stop. Han Gangcheng was very embarrassed because no matter what, he felt like he was no longer the main character of this competition. Everyone's eyes were cast on this running monkey.
And in the audience, Ya Han held her stomach in pain. In school, she was an old virgin. She had to hold back her laughter.
And beside her, Chen Guxia was also laughing non-stop. For him, this was undoubtedly a very interesting performance of the younger generation.
"Not bad, not bad. This child really has a very high aptitude for martial arts. His senses are sharp, and his movements are nimble enough. He does not dare to attack. I fear that there is some psychological barrier. I have seen this kind of child before. As long as he is nurtured, he will be very good. If he is able to use this kind of agility in his attacks … uh …"
As he spoke to here, he suddenly stopped. The entire arena also fell silent for a moment.
Because just a moment ago, Jiaming had attacked.
That seemed to be his first attack after going on stage. He had struck his target's face, and the result was remarkable.
Taking advantage of the moment when Han Gangcheng was in a daze, he once again escaped from his opponent's attack. He ran to the center of the arena, protecting his face, swaying left and right.
"You …" Turning around, Han Gangcheng used his hand to wipe his right cheek in disbelief. It was wet, sticky, and slippery …
It was a mouthful of phlegm …