"Cao... Cao Zichuan, don't go too far, daring to come to Yanjing University to challenge us."

Senior Wang was apprehensive about Cao Zichuan's strength and status, but in front of everyone, he had to show some toughness.

"Hmph, who do you think you are? Get your biggest and strongest to speak to me."

After speaking, Cao Zichuan gave a disdainful glance at Senior Wang.

Senior Wang's pride was hurt. Yes, Cao Zichuan was formidable, with a strong background and fearsome abilities, but wasn't he being too overbearing?

"Cao Zichuan, I am the vice president here!" Senior Wang said angrily.

Cao Zichuan let out a cold laugh, his expression even more contemptuous: "What does a vice president count for? Get your president out here."

"The president isn't here today!" Senior Wang's face, already red with anger, turned even redder as he gritted his teeth.

"Tsk tsk, I thought I could have a thrilling fight. Since it's just someone like you, let's get it over with." Cao Zichuan gave Senior Wang's Taekwondo belt a disdainful glance.

Senior Wang wore a Red Belt.

The Red Belt is one to three grades below the Red and Black Belt.

It's important to know that the color of the belt represents the practitioner's skill level.

From lowest to highest: White Belt (10th grade), White-Yellow Belt (9th grade), Yellow Belt (8th grade), Yellow-Green Belt (7th grade), Green Belt (6th grade), Green-Blue Belt (5th grade), Blue Belt (4th grade), Blue-Red Belt (3rd grade), Red Belt (2nd grade), Red and Black Belt (1st grade or First Grade, Second Grade, Third Grade), Black Belt (First Rank to Ninth Rank).

"Don't push it too far. Even though you're a Red and Black Belt, our Yanjing University Taekwondo club doesn't lack experts!"

Senior Wang glared furiously at Cao Zichuan.

"Don't stare so wide-eyed. Since I'm here to challenge, let's do it by your rules. Tell me, how do we compete?" Cao Zichuan snorted coldly.

How to compete?

Senior Wang hesitated a bit; he had to think this through carefully.

"What are you hesitating for? Not like a man."

Cao Zichuan mocked again.

"You!"

Senior Wang, even more furious, blurted out: "I'm not afraid of you! How dare you say I'm not a man? How do you want to compete?"

Some of the students were also filled with righteous indignation, showing a united front, each with a fiery and impulsive temperament, eager to rush up and start fighting.

In the crowd, Lin Hai shook his head silently.

Students are still students, losing their composure to the opponent's provocation after just a few words.

Fights require absolute calmness, needing precise analysis of the situation, with every move calculated before being executed.

Losing calmness greatly increases the possibility of defeat in a fight.

Cao Zichuan's eyes revealed a shrewdness that had been hidden until now.

This little detail was easily noticed by Lin Hai, who nodded secretly. Among students, Cao Zichuan was considered quite smart.

"Oh? I'm not making things difficult for you. Since you want me to choose, how about a one-on-one, best of five matches?"

Cao Zichuan proposed the suggestion he had already prepared.

"Alright, best of five it is!" Senior Wang gritted his teeth.

"Alright, then let's start. Don't say I'm bullying you." Cao Zichuan showed a triumphant smile.

However, those present were too overwhelmed with anger to notice this detail.

Even if some found it strange, the collective anger diluted such thoughts.

The first match began.

On Cao Zichuan's side, a Blue Belt competitor stepped out, tall and strong, clearly with good power.

"I'll go!"

A young student next to Senior Wang stepped forward, also a Blue Belt.

This young student was about to be promoted to the Blue-Red Belt, so he was full of confidence.

"Kid, you're doomed!"

"Hmph, it's you who's courting death!"

The two bowed to each other according to etiquette, then set their stances.

The competitor on Senior Wang's side was full of confidence, believed the Blue-Red Belt would crush the Blue Belt.

However, as soon as he made a move, he realized something was wrong.

The opponent's speed was incredibly fast, a standard high axe kick came whistling at him.

Before Senior Wang's side could react, he was hit on the shoulder, lost his balance, and was kicked off the stage.

"What?" Senior Wang's eyes widened.

"Senior, I..."

"Useless waste!" Senior Wang couldn't help but curse.

Lin Hai silently shook his head again. Even if one's own side lost, they should be comforted with kind words. Otherwise, it would further undermine morale, which is not good for the matches ahead.

Unfortunately, Senior Wang didn't understand this at all.

"Senior, he's definitely not a Blue Belt. He must have changed clothes, deliberately hiding his strength." The competitor felt extremely aggrieved.

Senior Wang snorted angrily.

The competitor lowered his head, like an eggplant hit by frost.

In the second match, Cao Zichuan took to the stage himself.

Senior Wang glanced around. Besides himself with a Red Belt, no one else was even on his level.

"What's the matter? Are you scared?" Cao Zichuan provoked again, his tone dripping with disdain.

"Who says I'm scared? Next month I'm advancing to the Red and Black Belt!"

With that, under everyone's gaze, Senior Wang clenched his teeth and stepped onto the stage.

"Alright, let's start. I'm too lazy to bow to a weakling."

Cao Zichuan said lazily.

"You!"

Senior Wang's eyes turned red, his breath heavy, nearly losing his mind from the repeated humiliation.

"I'll kill you!"

Senior Wang shouted, charging at Cao Zichuan.

"Weak, incompetent!"

Cao Zichuan snorted coldly, suddenly making his move.

One kick, extremely fast, directly hit Senior Wang's abdomen.

"Ah!"

With a scream, Senior Wang spat out blood, collapsing to the ground, curled like a shrimp, uncontrollably trembling.

Cao Zichuan knocked out his opponent!

"Incompetent, lowly, worthless!"

Hearing the other's words, Senior Wang nearly ground his teeth to pieces, weakly pounding the ground, unable to stand, seemingly with several broken ribs.

It was hateful, but helpless.

The third match featured a girl, wearing a Green Belt, representing the 6th grade, a lower skill level.

The girl scanned the crowd, suddenly her eyes lit up, pointing at Lin Mengru, she arrogantly said: "Do you dare to fight me?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Lin Mengru.

Lin Hai frowned. Whether others win or lose had little to do with him, but Mengru was his sister, and he wouldn't allow her to get hurt.

Moreover, Lin Mengru's Green Belt was undeservedly gained, specially arranged by Senior Wang to flatter Mengru.

If she went up against them, Mengru would definitely lose.

More importantly, Cao Zichuan's people had bad intentions, each move meant to injure. If Mengru got hurt... Lin Hai would not allow that to happen.

With this thought, Lin Hai's eyes quickly scanned around, noticing the chubby informant next to him, who seemed to have just recovered his breath.

Lin Hai moved swiftly, quickly pulling off the other's belt—a White Belt, the lowest, tenth grade.

"You..."

Before the chubby student could react, Lin Hai had already tied the belt around his own security uniform, then dashed onto the stage, shouting: "What's the point of bullying a girl? I'll compete with you!"