Zhao Yu said to Zhai Fei: "I touched potatoes because I wanted to get rid of your problem; I wanted you to know how to control your own strength; as for being beaten, it was purely because I think you are too weak and should be beaten more. Being beaten by me is better than being beaten by others."

Zhai Fei looked at Zhao Yu: "Then I will..."

"Tomorrow, you will recover completely, become a fierce dragon spirit, and then go to duel with Mao. As for if you want to win him, training alone will not work. You must have a heart."

"A heart?"

"Believe in your own heart, the heart that never gives up."

"I understand." Zhai Fei lowered his head: "It's a pity that I couldn't touch potatoes in the end."

"Hey." Zhao Yu patted his head gently: "That doesn't matter, what's important is that you have been trying hard to get close to it. This is the ultimate mystery of martial arts. There is no end, no end, only keep moving forward."

Day 7.

Many students were not interested in attending classes, but were paying attention to this exchange between Taekwondo Hall and Guojiu Hall.

In seven days, this incident has been fermenting. It was originally just a competition between two venues, but now it is almost known to everyone. Although it has not achieved the effect of shocking the whole school, it has indeed attracted the attention and attention of many people.

Li Meiqi and Yao Xiaojing have had little contact with Zhao Yu in the past few days. In fact, Zhao Yu has almost been training Zhai Fei in the courtyard and has never been to the school courtyard much. It is also because Li Meiqi is quite dissatisfied with Zhai Fei's hell-style training and has repeatedly complained but failed, and her relationship with Zhao Yu has dropped to freezing point.

Zhao Yu doesn't care about this. Sometimes Zhao Yu is not so detached. He is the type of person who punches me and I must find a way to hit me. Although he always advises himself to be arrogant and impetuous, I'm sorry, when he really steps on the top of his head, he will definitely hold his breath and find his place.

He had to fight this fight. On the surface, it was a duel between Zhai Fei and Mao Chong, but in fact, it was a battle between him and Park Zaiyin.

Zhao Yu and Park Zaiyin, like top chess players, each holding the trump card in their hands, preparing to let their trump card fight against the other party at the last moment. Now, this day has finally arrived.

In the Taekwondo Hall, Park Zaiyin walked in in a big way, and dozens of people next to him followed him. The scene was very spectacular. After walking and passing by, all the members of the club bowed and saluted.

Park Zaiyin looked serious and didn't look at them. She walked straight to her position and turned around: "Have you invited all the ones that should be invited?"

One person came over: "The owner of the museum, and the owners of the other major museums said that they were busy and had no time to participate. Only the owner of the judo museum, Dong Chengcheng, accepted the invitation."

"Tsk." Park Zaigen said: "A group of guys who pretend to be noble, even if they don't attend, I'm afraid I hope I will lose one, so make them happy, right?"

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be indifferent, as if he had expected it: "This is taken for granted. Everyone knows the result of this level of competition. There is no difference between watching or not. The people who are watching just want to see how Mao Chong beats that Zhai Fei, right?"

Mr. Shen sat on his left hand, leaning his head up on the chair: "I felt so sad last night that my neck was uncomfortable. However, Dong Chengcheng was really interesting. This kind of small confrontation really came."

"This kid is probably here to help the National Museum of War. Maybe he will take action to block the competition at the last moment. Humph." Park Zaiyin smiled arrogantly: "I gave Mao an order to interrupt Zhai Fei's leg and stared at me. If Dong Chengcheng stops it, he will stop him."

"Ah?" Lu Xiaofeng thought for a while: "Hey, no matter how bad things are, then, will things get bigger? I think it's okay to teach you a little lesson. Enemies should be resolved rather than to make them."

Park Zaiyin turned around and looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "What's up!? What kind of enemies should be resolved rather than formed!? I just want to beat him into a disabled, disabled! I dare to speak rudely in front of me and show off to me many times. If I don't care about that guy, I'd ruined that bastard Zhao Yu long ago! I'm a turtle that shrunk, relying on Li Meiqi's power to protect Zhai Fei. Today I beat Zhai Fei, but my purpose is Zhao Yu! I just want to tell him that Zhai Fei is lying down today. He dares to be disrespectful to a person like me, and the next one is him! I won't give face if I come!"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said, "Okay, okay, stop shouting, they should be coming soon."

Mr. Shen looked at Lu Xiaofeng and gave him a look.

Mr. Shin and Lu Xiaofeng have the best relationship. Both of them are cynical. When they come to Taekwondo Hall, they are because of the relationship between the two families and the Park family, and because Park Zaiyin has indeed promised them many benefits.

At this moment, Mr. Shen rarely saw Lu Xiaofeng's serious expression. At this time, he could see Lu Xiaofeng's expression. He knew what Lu Xiaofeng was worried about.

Park Zaiyin is a rampant guy. In this school, he is almost the second place, and no one is convinced. If there weren’t too many big shots in the school in recent years and too many powerful people who could be on par with him, he would have been dragged to the sky long ago.

Park Zaiyin is the kind of guy who loses to one person and feels as depressed as eating dead flies. Now there are several people in this school that he cannot completely defeat, so he always feels very depressed.

It is precisely because of this that he seems particularly manic. Everyone who opposes him will be tortured by him very badly. He will use every opportunity to promote his strength and attitude. Zhai Fei and Zhao Yu were hit by the gun.

Without Lu Xiaofeng speaking, Mr. Shen also knew that Mao Chong must not be allowed to interrupt Zhai Fei's leg. That would be too cruel and tyrannical. This would escalate the incident. Although with their strength, they could fully settle this matter, the impact on Taekwondo Hall and their personal image were far-reaching.

Park Zaiyin seemed a little impatient, and he was already impatient.

"Where is Mao Chong?"

"Oh, in the back, the masseur was giving him a massage and warmed up in five minutes." A man quickly replied.

"Well, where are the two little bastards Zhao Yu and Zhai Fei? Why haven't you come yet? Could it be that you are stage frightened at the end of the battle?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "I don't think he is. He doesn't look like the kind of person who will retreat in the face of trouble."

"Hmph." Park Zaiyin showed an arrogant smile: "I see, that Zhai Fei may have to carry Zhao Yu to the stage. I'll see, in their current state, how can they fight with Mao?"

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd and people began to talk.

"Hey hey hey, the people from the National Museum are here."

"Oh, I'm really here, I'm really ready to die!"

"Haha, this kid is dead today, it depends on how Mao Chong beat this guy!"

Park Zaiyin clenched her fists: "Good come!"
Chapter completed!