MMB Chapter 97: A Black Belt Grandmaster Personally Challenges Him to a Fight!
Chapter 97: A Black Belt Grandmaster Personally Challenges Him to a Fight!
The atmosphere inside the Jido Taekwondo gym was so tense it could freeze you to death.
Dozens of disciples, dressed in neat Taoist robes, are training with gritted teeth.
The sounds of kicks cutting through the air and shouts rose and fell, making it look very professional.
Just then, the dojo's door was pushed open.
Park Joon-ho had a bruised and swollen face, his uniform was tattered, and his hair was a mess like a bird's nest.
He walked in looking disheveled and dejected, like a defeated, homeless dog.
At the head of the table, an elderly man with white hair and beard sat sipping tea.
It was Park Jung-woong, the owner of the dojo.
When he saw Park Joon-ho's grotesque appearance, his brows furrowed instantly, and he put down his teacup.
Park Jung-woong spoke in a deep voice, his tone full of dissatisfaction:
"How did it get into this state?"
"You've made a complete fool of yourself after just one trip out?"
Park Joon-ho suddenly knelt down on the ground.
His head was bowed low, his face full of shame, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Park Joon-ho whispered:
"Master, just now... I was defeated by someone using traditional martial arts."
"I even got kicked away by a girl, I lost all face."
He lowered his head and humbly recounted the whole story in detail.
He didn't even dare to hide the fact that he was kicked away by Su Muyue and then dried up by Lu Jingchen's air kick.
After hearing this, Park Jung-woong slammed his hand on the solid wood armrest in front of him.
With a crack, the handrail was smashed open.
His eyes burned with rage, and his mustache stood on end in anger.
Park Jung-woong angrily cursed:
"I always tell you to focus on training and stop getting involved in useless nonsense at school!"
"You wouldn't listen, and now look what's happened! You've gone out and embarrassed Taekwondo!"
"Did you forget everything I taught you?"
Park Joon-ho flinched in fright and lowered his head even further.
Park Joon-ho stammered:
"Master, I... I know I was wrong..."
Park Jung-woong interrupted him abruptly, his eyes instantly turning sinister and ruthless.
Park Jung-woong said:
"Enough with the nonsense, go and invite that kid named Lu Jingchen over."
"I'll meet him myself and show you what I'm made of."
"What is real Taekwondo!"
Upon hearing that his master was going to take action personally, the dejection in Park Joon-ho's eyes vanished instantly.
Like he'd been injected with adrenaline, he instantly perked up, his face flushed with excitement.
Park Joon-ho immediately kowtowed and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Yes, Master!"
"With you in charge, that brat is doomed!"
"I'll go and challenge him right now; I guarantee I'll lure him over!"
Park Jung-woong snorted and took a sip of his tea.
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, clearly showing that he didn't take Lu Jingchen, this young upstart, seriously.
The next afternoon, in the boys' dormitory, several people were lounging around playing video games.
The dormitory door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhao Lei stood at the door with several members of the Taekwondo club.
His expression was complicated, his face turning pale and then flushed, making him look awkward.
Shi Lei immediately became alert and jumped up from his chair.
She darted forward and blocked Lu Jingchen's path, like a mother hen protecting her chicks.
Shi Lei glared at Zhao Lei and said irritably:
"Zhao Lei, what are you planning to do now?"
"You've all lost everything, and you still come looking for trouble with us?"
Zhao Lei, with a sullen face, waved his hand and spoke in a harsh tone.
Zhao Lei said:
"Don't get me wrong, I personally lost, and that's that. There's nothing more to say."
"But my loss doesn't mean Taekwondo has lost."
He turned his head and his gaze fell on Lu Jingchen, who was sitting on the bed.
Zhao Lei said:
"The reason I came to see Lu Jingchen this time is to issue him a challenge."
Lu Jingchen leaned against the headboard, casually flipping through a book.
Without even lifting his eyelids, he casually replied.
Lu Jingchen said:
"And you've issued a challenge?"
"What, didn't you lose badly enough last time? Didn't you get beaten enough?"
Zhao Lei's face instantly turned bright red, as if he had been slapped.
He gritted his teeth and stubbornly said:
"You said it yourself!"
"As long as you haven't graduated, you're ready to take on any challenge!"
"What, you're scared now?"
Lu Jingchen chuckled softly and finally looked up at him.
Lu Jingchen said:
"Fine, then I'll accept this one last time."
"But if you lose again, don't come looking for a challenge from me again."
"I don't have that much free time to play house with you guys."
Zhao Lei clenched his fist instantly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
Zhao Lei said:
"Okay! It's a deal!"
"Come to the Red Sun Dojo tomorrow at 2 PM if you dare!"
"Don't be too scared to come and become a coward!"
After Zhao Lei finished speaking, he gave Lu Jingchen a deep look.
He turned around, took his people, and left the dormitory without looking back, slamming the door shut.
The moment the door closed, Shi Lei's expression changed drastically.
He hurriedly moved closer to Lu Jingchen, almost jumping up and down in his anxiety.
Shi Lei said anxiously:
"Big brother! You can't go!"
"That Red Sun Dojo is a den of dragons and tigers; going there is suicide!"
He gestured wildly, his face turning pale with anxiety.
Shi Lei said:
"The owners of those gyms are all top-tier Taekwondo masters in the country!"
"That Park Joon-ho who beat you up before is just a junior apprentice there!"
"They're all ruthless characters inside; Chun Chun is going to set you up!"
Lu Jingchen remained calm, showing no sign of panic whatsoever.
Lu Jingchen said:
"Didn't I say that before?"
"Even if the best in the world came, the result would be the same."
"You're just here to get yourself killed, what's the panic?"
Seeing his calm demeanor, Shi Lei was extremely anxious.
But there was nothing they could do, and they could only worry helplessly.
Night fell in the blink of an eye, and the lights in the boys' dormitory were dim.
Ma Xiaodong lay sprawled on the bed, scrolling through the school forum, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.
The more I looked at it, the angrier I got, and I almost smashed my phone.
Ma Xiaodong angrily cursed:
"I wonder which damn bastard is behind this!"
"They leaked the whole story about my brother going to the Red Sun Dojo to the forum!"
"The forum is in an uproar! It looks like a huge number of people will be going to watch the drama tomorrow!"
Upon hearing this, Shi Lei slammed his fist on the table in anger and stood up abruptly.
Shi Lei angrily cursed:
"Those bastards! They did it on purpose!"
"Knowing full well that the other party is a top master, they still made a big fuss about it!"
"They just want the whole school to watch their leader embarrass himself! That's fucking despicable!"
He abruptly turned to look at Lu Jingchen, patting his chest and saying:
"Boss, don't accept the challenge this time! Let me do it!"
"The worst that can happen is a beating; I can't let you take that risk!"
Lu Jingchen slowly put down the book in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.
A playful smile flashed in his eyes, showing no sign of nervousness whatsoever.
Lu Jingchen said:
"Wouldn't it be perfect if more people came?"
"Consider it a free opportunity to promote traditional martial arts to everyone."
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Ma Xiaodong and Shi Lei looked at Lu Jingchen's extremely calm demeanor.
They stared at each other, speechless, and didn't say another word.
They knew perfectly well that once Lu Jingchen made up his mind, not even ten oxen could pull him back.
All I can do is silently pray that my brother will have a smooth journey tomorrow.
The next day at noon, the sun was so scorching it felt like it was breathing fire, making people's scalps tingle.
At the entrance of Jiangzhou University, Lu Jingchen walked out slowly with his hands in his pockets.
His pace was very leisurely, as if he were going out for a stroll, without the slightest sense of nervousness about keeping an appointment.
Behind him, a large group of students had been waiting at the door for a long time.
The moment they saw Lu Jingchen come out, they were instantly energized, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
They followed in whispers, like a huge crowd filming a big star.
Not far away on the street, the huge sign of the Red Sun Dojo gleamed in the sunlight.
It looks imposing, like a giant beast that eats people.
Just then, a beautiful figure walked quickly towards Lu Jingchen.
Su Muyue was dressed in simple casual clothes, her expression revealing a hint of unconcealed worry.
She quickly walked to Lu Jingchen's side and stood next to him.
Su Muyue spoke softly, her voice full of worry:
"Are you really going?"
"The people in there are no good people, maybe you shouldn't go."
Lu Jingchen kept his eyes fixed on the Red Sun Dojo ahead, his steps never faltering.
His tone was so flat, as if he were just saying he was going downstairs to buy a bottle of water.
Lu Jingchen said:
"It's no big deal, it's just a matter of walking a few steps."
"We've already made plans, we can't just stand them up."
As he spoke, he continued walking straight toward the Red Sun Dojo.
A large crowd of students followed behind, like a bustling market, forming a dense mass.
Everyone craned their necks, waiting to see this showdown of the century.
No one knew that this seemingly ordinary challenge would completely upend the entire Jiangzhou Taekwondo world.