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"You are not his match, so my Boss asked me to give it a try with you," Li Botao said calmly to Matsui Ichirou.
"Your Boss? Aren't you all from this school?" Matsui Ichirou asked. He knew he was no match for Li Jun and his group, so he didn't want to fight them anymore. If Li Jun and his friends weren't from the school, he could use that as an excuse to avoid fighting them, which would mean he wouldn't lose.
"Yes," Li Botao replied honestly.
"You are not from New City University, so I won't fight you. I am now the coach of the Karate Club at New City University, and I only spar with students and faculty from New City University. I have no obligation to entertain others," Matsui Ichirou said coldly.
"I see you're just afraid to fight me and are looking for excuses. That's the nature of you little punks—bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Bah!" Li Botao insulted Matsui Ichirou without holding back.
"I'm on New City University's payroll; I'm currently at work, and I have to be responsible for my job. Sparring with New City students is part of my teaching. Do I really need to spar with you?" Matsui Ichirou defended himself.
Chen Haoxuan smirked slightly and said to Li Botao, "Li Botao, come back. Let me, a student of New City University, have a go at him."
Li Botao walked back dejectedly, his expression seemingly saying, why can't I just teach Matsui Ichirou a good lesson?
Chen Haoxuan stepped forward and said to Matsui Ichirou, "I am a student of New City University, Chen Haoxuan. Everyone here knows me; if you don't recognize me, feel free to ask anyone."
Seeing Chen Haoxuan's slender figure, which was even more delicate than a girl's, Matsui Ichirou laughed. Someone with such a physique dared to spar with him? This was simply asking for trouble!
Matsui Ichirou coldly sneered at Chen Haoxuan, "You want to spar with me too? If that's the case, let's make it clear first: if anything happens to you, I'm not responsible."
Chen Haoxuan chuckled and replied, "That sounds like something I should say. Since you've already said it, I'll let it go. How about this: if anything happens to either of us, neither will hold the other accountable, and everyone present will be our witnesses."
"Deal," Matsui Ichirou said happily. Having just lost face against Li Jun, he wanted to regain it against Chen Haoxuan.
"Come on! Let me see just how impressive you really are," Chen Haoxuan said, waving at Ichiro Matsui.
Ichiro Matsui quickly stepped forward a few paces and then kicked forward with both legs, his momentum more terrifying than China's Flying Leg. Chen Haoxuan pushed off the ground with his feet, launching himself into the air like a spring. He jumped high, about one and a half meters, and then performed a kneeling motion in mid-air, placing his hands behind him to grip his ankles, with his knees pointing downward.
Ichiro Matsui couldn't leverage any force to turn in the air. Seeing Chen Haoxuan's stance, he realized that this move would surely injure him severely, possibly even breaking his back.
With a dull thud, Chen Haoxuan's knee collided with Ichiro Matsui's abdomen. Following that, both Chen Haoxuan and Ichiro Matsui fell to the ground simultaneously. With a loud crash, Ichiro Matsui's massive body hit the ground hard, while Chen Haoxuan was unscathed thanks to the cushioning.
Ichiro Matsui spat out a mouthful of blood. In reality, falling from about one meter wouldn't have harmed him at all, but the fact that Chen Haoxuan had driven his knee into his stomach made matters worse.
Just when everyone thought it was over, Chen Haoxuan stood up and kicked towards Ichiro Matsui's head. Ichiro Matsui spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Gah..." Everyone present was stunned. With just one move, Chen Haoxuan had defeated Ichiro Matsui, who was known as the undefeated champion of the campus. This surprised those who had always thought of Chen Haoxuan as a refined pretty boy. The follow-up kick from Chen Haoxuan shocked them even more; they never expected this usually gentle person to have such a ruthless side.
"Get up! You little brat, get up! Didn't you say you were tough? Taken down by one move from someone from China and you're spitting blood. How can you still claim that people from China are the Sick Man of East Asia? Pfft," Yang Lin shouted arrogantly while pointing at Ichiro Matsui lying on the ground.
Ichiro Matsui coughed a few times and slowly stood up. However, the merciless Chen Haoxuan didn't give him that chance. He kicked out with a spinning kick that struck Ichiro Matsui's head hard, causing him to lose his balance and fall again.
"You... you! I wasn't ready yet! Your actions are an ambush; it's an unhonorable act! You don't deserve to be a martial artist," Ichiro Matsui yelled angrily at Chen Haoxuan.
Chen Haoxuan adjusted his hairstyle with his right hand and arrogantly replied, "I never claimed to be a dancer. Besides, you're currently sparring with me; you haven't admitted defeat or called for a stop. What's wrong with me hitting you? Is it an ambush when I hit you but perfectly fine when you hit me?"
Li Jun and others began to jeer, saying, "Yeah, Ichiro Matsui! Are you lacking in guts? When faced with someone stronger than you, you make excuses. You're a disgrace to Island Nation people; having someone like you makes me look down on all of you..."
"Alright, I admit defeat. I acknowledge that I'm not as good as you and him." Ichiro Matsunoi lay on the ground, pointing at Chen Haoxuan and Li Jun. He was too afraid to get up, worried that if he stood, Chen Haoxuan would kick him down again.
"I have my own skills! You can't beat me either, so why don't you mention me?" Li Botao said irritably. He felt that his strength was on par with Li Jun's, and it embarrassed him that Ichiro Matsunoi admitted he couldn't defeat Li Jun but wouldn't admit he couldn't defeat him as well.
"You haven't fought me, how would I know?" Ichiro Matsunoi retorted angrily to Li Botao.
Chen Haoxuan interjected, "Alright, I'll let him compete with you."
"Great!" Li Botao happily walked towards Ichiro Matsunoi.
"No, no, no! Don't come over here! I'm feeling sad right now; even if you're just an ordinary person, I still can't beat you." Ichiro Matsunoi panicked and waved his hands as Li Botao approached. He had already sustained internal injuries and couldn't fight anymore; otherwise, his condition would worsen.
"Coward! Coward!" Yang Lin shouted, and others who were eager to vent their frustrations at Ichiro Matsunoi joined in the chorus.
"Yang Lin, go find a large piece of paper and grab a brush and some ink," Chen Haoxuan called out to Yang Lin.
"Haoxuan, what do you need those for? Are you planning to practice calligraphy?" Yang Lin asked curiously.
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