"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Yu asked in confusion.

"Do you know who Gao Fei is?"

"It's said to be a boxer, right?"

"Are you 'right'?" Xiao Dongliang said seriously: "Gao Fei, nicknamed the Prodigal Son, this guy is from an underground boxing match. Do you know what an underground boxing match is?"

"Well, I know, it's a boxing match."

"Damn!" Xiao Dongliang said: "Brother, you are more serious. Underground boxing matches are a battle without rules and no memory!"

Xiao Dongliang was like a narration of the movie, and his excited and exaggerated tone made Zhao Yu feel immersed, as if he had seen some scene.

"There are only one purpose of all the boxers, which is to defeat the person in front of them. No matter whether they know him or not, no matter who the other party is or where they come from, as long as they are in the center of that field, they are the enemy that they must hit by themselves. Otherwise, the one who is knocked down or even killed is himself!"

Xiao Dongliang continued: "The prodigal son is the kind of man who wins one after another in underground boxing matches and relies on this to make money to support his family. Their boxing matches do not focus on scoring at all, but they only need to seriously injure their opponents, break their tendons and fracture their bones, and make the opponent spit blood and bloody. As long as the opponent has not given up, they must continue to fight!"

"Well, it sounds pretty savage."

"It's not quite savage, it's simply a Shura field. It is said that people are often beaten to death by mistake!"

Zhao Yu nodded: "I understand."

Xiao Dongliang looked around and saw that there was no one around and approached Zhao Yu: "Promise me, when the game, pretend to punch hard as soon as possible, lose strength, and lie on the ground to admit defeat. Otherwise, you will suffer a serious injury!"

"Is that a bit embarrassing? I know some kung fu, too." Zhao Yu said this on purpose, with a smile on his lips, looking at Xiao Dongliang's reaction.

Xiao Dongliang's face changed: "I'll ask you, you have to be serious about this kind of thing. This is not a joke! Gao Fei is different from other students. His battle is the most brutal and bloody. Although he only ranked 49th in the Dragon and Tiger List, it is because he only wants to enter the boxing department and does not want to make a name on the Dragon and Tiger List! Similarly, almost no one will take the initiative to provoke him and covet his position because his battle... is a death-death battle!"

Zhao Yu was serious this time and nodded: "Well, that is to say, this guy's actual strength cannot be defined by the ranking of the Dragon and Tiger List. First, he is not very interested in the Dragon and Tiger List, and second, others do not want to fight with a crazy person like him, right?"

"That's it!" Xiao Dongliang said seriously: "So, his battles are crazy and bloody. You must be prepared to be severely damaged when fighting with him. I will only tell you this if you are a friend."

"Friend?" Zhao Yu looked at Xiao Dongliang unexpectedly: "Do you think I am a friend?"

Xiao Dongliang looked at Zhao Yu: "What's going on with you?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just care about the word "friend". " Zhao Yu suddenly became happy and hugged Xiao Dongliang's shoulder: "Ah, although you kid are timid, have average kung fu, have average kung fu, have poor learning, have poor family background, and are ugly. Sometimes you are quite unfaithful, but you are not a good person!"

Xiao Dongliang looked at Zhao Yu: "Are you praising me or hurting me?"

"Hahaha, I praise you, okay, we will be friends in the future."

"Really." Xiao Dongliang continued: "To survive in this school, we have to rely on wisdom. To balance these big people, we have to find a way to use their strength! Hey, I heard that the owner of the judo museum has a good attitude towards you. Yesterday you offended him, and he also invited you to join the advanced training center and train you specifically. This is an opportunity!"

"I've quit the club."

"Then add it!" Xiao Dongliang said: "As long as you are willing to go back, express your loyalty to Dong Chengcheng, and then let him come forward, Yuchi Junwu will give him some face. In addition, Sister Li Meiqi is your employer, so he will give you points. With two heavyweights, Li Meiqi and Dong Chengcheng, you will be protected by you. At that time, most people want to touch you, and they have to consider it. This crisis can also be resolved through negotiation."

Zhao Yu shook his head: "If you leave the community, you will leave the community. I have a bad impression of Dong Chengcheng, and I don't want to owe so many favors."

"Hey! Hey! Have you listened to what I said? Do you know what you are in now?"

"Okay, I know, but since the Judo Ministry has retired from the club, it will not go back. Please help me with the staff, and are there any other clubs that are more suitable for me."

"Ah." Xiao Dongliang said regretfully: "What a pity, the Judo Ministry is the best opportunity for you to turn over, but it's a pity that you... Alas. If I had the foundation and talent of you and could be appreciated by the owner of the Chuanyue Pavilion, I would definitely seize the opportunity."

"Ahhh, I know, I know, just help me advise other clubs." Zhao Yu said.

"If Dong Chengcheng does not restrict you, other clubs should also be very welcome to you. After all, if you have been recognized by big names like Dong Chengcheng, they will also look up to you. But if Dong Chengcheng speaks and restricts your joining activities, then..."

"No one dares to accept me?"

"Yes."

After class.

Zhao Yu walked aimlessly in the school lazily, and just went to apologize to Qiu Yue Jingxiang. Who knew that the girl ran away when she saw her, and she was really embarrassed.

When I walked to a place, I saw several bluestone steps, with a large plaque on it with the words "Xiangxian College Art Department".

Zhao Yu saw that occasionally students were chatting and laughing with their paintings on their backs. The girls were all wearing school uniforms, beautiful skirts with white high-waisted socks, colorful sneakers, and refreshing ponytails; the boys were all smiling, joking, wearing white shirts, carrying pen holders and tools...

Zhao Yu smiled rare.

This school and competitive clubs all look fierce, as if they are ready to go out to fight with others at any time; but literary clubs are so comfortable, harmonious, and full of a sense of knowledge.

Alas, it’s a pity that I don’t have the talent to draw, otherwise I could also try it.

Zhao Yu said as he walked to the Karate Gym.

The Karate Gate looks very solemn and dignified, with a typical Japanese style gate and the calligraphy on it is also full of Japanese style.

Zhao Yu looked at the registration form in his hand and thought to himself: I can't let that boy Xiao Dongliang introduce himself to the club, because that boy doesn't seem to have any present here. He can only recommend himself, hoping that the boat crossing combo is a normal person.
Chapter completed!