Chapter 39: Wing Chun, Wu Bin

Hearing Wu Bin say this, the little cronies burst into loud laughter.

"Are you out of your mind? Our Brother Hao is a national-level athlete, the first place in the provincial taekwondo competition. Beating you is child's play!"

"This punk is really arrogant. No wonder he offended our boss's lady."

"Brother Hao, this guy is a complete idiot. Why don't we just drop it?"

Hearing his followers say this, Wu Bin knew they definitely didn't surf the internet often and hadn't been paying attention to him. Otherwise, they would never have uttered such words.

First place in the provincial competition? Even if the number one in the world came, he wouldn't dare declare war on Wu Bin!

Originally, Wu Bin had planned to take this time to kick off his business plan, but now it seemed it would have to be delayed.

Knowing that Geng Hao definitely wouldn't let the matter rest, Wu Bin could only sigh and say, "Fine, since you insist, I accept your challenge. Lead the way."

Geng Hao had initially worried that Wu Bin would refuse, which would make it hard for him to go too far in front of the camera. To his surprise, Wu Bin actually accepted.

Well, that made things much easier. After all, college students sparring in martial arts shouldn't be a problem, right?

He had two of his lackies walk behind Wu Bin to prevent him from trying to escape later, and then Geng Hao swaggered ahead to lead the way.

Soon, a post on the campus network was pinned right to the top:
"Century Battle! Taekwondo Team Captain Geng Hao Challenges Fragile College Student Wu Bin!"

Puff!

The moment he saw this post, Counselor Yang Kang, who was in the middle of drinking tea, instantly spat it all out.

What the hell! What is Geng Hao trying to do? Is he trying to commit murder?!

Without a second of hesitation, Yang Kang bolted toward the gymnasium while simultaneously pulling out his phone to dial the number of University President Xu Wenyao.

"President, it's a huge emergency!"

Xu Wenyao was squatting on the toilet taking care of business. Hearing Yang Kang's words, his heart skipped a beat, aching with sudden panic.

"Stop crying that the sky is falling every single day. You're going to scare me into a heart attack sooner or later."

"The sky hasn't fallen yet, speak slowly."

Seeing how composed Xu Wenyao was, Yang Kang couldn't help but reflect on himself. No wonder this man was the president; just this level of steadiness alone made him worth learning from.

Calming his emotions, Yang Kang lowered his voice and said, "President, you know we have a taekwondo club at our school, right?"

"I know. Their club president, Geng Hao, has won many honors for our school."

"That kid is quite good; he's brought a lot of prestige to our Agricultural University."

"Is he causing some kind of trouble? If it's not a major issue, send old Liu over to handle it discreetly."

"After all, he's an outstanding talent of our school, so we need to take care of him."

Xu Wenyao said a lot, but the core message was singular: if Geng Hao caused trouble, try your best to cover for him.

Yang Kang said with a bitter smile, "President, he has indeed caused trouble, and a big one at that."

"It seems he has some conflict with Wu Bin, and just now they agreed to go to the gymnasium to fight."

Xu Wenyao: ...

The silence at that moment was deafening.

Geng Hao made an appointment to fight Wu Bin?

Huh?

Geng Hao, the provincial taekwondo champion, challenged Wu Bin, the fragile college student, to a fight?

What the hell!

Veins bulged on Xu Wenyao's hands, almost crushing his phone.

"Take people and rush over there immediately! Stop them from fighting no matter what!"

"Take the security guards with you!"

Xu Wenyao paused.

"No, call the police right now! And call an ambulance too!"

Thanks to Geng Hao, a simple friendly sparring match had been escalated to a high-profile crisis.

Xu Wenyao was burning with anxiety; he had originally been suffering from mild diarrhea, but now it was completely cured!

Urging Yang Kang to hurry and stop them, Xu Wenyao pulled up his pants and began calling Geng Hao's counselor, Han Jiang.

Han Jiang was sitting at a street barbecue stall eating skewers when he suddenly saw Xu Wenyao's incoming call, leaving him somewhat dazed.

"President, what's wrong?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong! What is going on with Geng Hao in your class? Why does he dare to publicly arrange a fight with someone!"

Han Jiang knew Geng Hao all too well. Hearing Xu Wenyao say this, Han Jiang immediately realized that this kid was probably bullying a classmate again under the guise of sparring.

He had known about such behavior in the past, but thinking that Geng Hao had connections at home and had won so many honors for the school, he had simply turned a blind eye.

He never expected that this time, President Xu would personally call to look into it.

Han Jiang smiled and explained, "It shouldn't be that serious, President. I understand the boy Geng Hao; he probably just wants to spar with a classmate. He knows his limits when striking, nothing will go wrong."

"Nothing my ass! Hurry up and call Geng Hao, tell him to stay right where he is and not move, and absolutely forbid him from laying a hand on Wu Bin!"

"If he dares to touch a single hair on Wu Bin's head, you can forget about being a counselor!"

Hearing Xu Wenyao's roar, Han Jiang finally realized that the situation this time seemed rather different and extremely serious.

"Alright, President, I'll call him right now, don't worry."

After hanging up, Han Jiang dialed Geng Hao's number.

Who would have thought that no one would answer at all!

Han Jiang's heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition washing over him.

Judging by Geng Hao's usual habits, could he have already changed his clothes by now?

Han Jiang's guess was spot on.

Knowing that Wu Bin was an internet celebrity, Geng Hao planned not only to humiliate Wu Bin in the live broadcast room but also to use his popularity to give himself a massive promotional boost.

Therefore, Geng Hao had long posted a notice in the group chat: all members of the taekwondo club must come to the gymnasium, change into their uniforms, and look sharp.

Taekwondo uniforms had no pockets, so none of them brought their phones.

Worried that someone might come to interrupt their sparring, Geng Hao had even thoughtfully locked the main doors from the inside.

Seeing how airtight Geng Hao's preparations were, Wu Bin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It looks like you really, really want to fight me."

Geng Hao assumed Wu Bin was terrified.

He sneered, "If you're scared, it's not too late to admit defeat now. As long as you kneel and apologize to my girlfriend, this matter is over."

Following the direction of Geng Hao's finger, Wu Bin noticed that up in the second-floor spectator stands, those supercilious girls from the Agricultural University were there as well.

At that moment, they were still dressed to the nines, holding their phones to record the scene with great excitement.

No wonder Geng Hao was acting like he had hyperthyroidism; it turned out he was planning to beat him to a pulp in front of his girlfriend.

"Fine. Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish. I just hope you won't regret it later."

Wu Bin took off his coat, revealing the loose white short-sleeved shirt underneath.

Watching the white shirt flutter loosely on Wu Bin's scrawny frame, Geng Hao felt even more disdain.

A body that couldn't even fill out a shirt—what right did he have to fight him?

In full view of everyone, Geng Hao raised his foot and kicked three times into the air, producing sharp snapping sounds that tore through the quiet.

The surrounding club members immediately clapped and cheered in approval.

"Brother Hao is awesome!"

"Brother Hao, kick him to death!"

"Brother Hao, get him!"

Geng Hao wore a smug expression, but Wu Bin remained completely unfazed.

He stepped onto the ring, assumed the stance of the two-character clamping goat stance, and said with a stern expression:

"Wing Chun, Wu Bin."