441: C441 A Beautiful Counselor

C441 A Beautiful Counselor

Bixiao thought that she would need at least five moves to win against the expert of traditional martial arts of a Silver dragon level, but what happened to this junior? He was kicked to the ground by a single kick?

Zhou Tong and his four golden dragon level subordinates were also dumbfounded. Zhou Tong was a Silver dragon level expert of traditional martial arts, but he was defeated with just a casual kick. Wasn't this too ridiculous?

Zhou Tong got up with an ugly expression and angrily said, "Bastard, you dare to sneak attack me!"

Han Qiang couldn't help but laugh. "You were the one who exposed your big butt and got kicked. How could you call me a sneak attack? Could it be that Young Master Zhou Tong can't afford to lose?"

Zhou Tong's face was livid. Seeing that the surrounding classmates had all gathered around to watch the show, he angrily stomped his feet and said, "Today's matter is my fault. I will take away fifty thousand yuan. We will wait and see in the future!"

After saying that, he led the four bodyguards and quickly left.

Bixiao looked at Han Qiang in surprise and bewilderment. "Junior, you are not a master at pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, right?"

Han Qiang smiled noncommittally. He picked up five stacks of big notes and threw them into his backpack. "That guy was too fierce just now. I gave him a kick along the way. It has nothing to do with experts, right?"

Bixiao stared at him for a moment with her beautiful eyes. She smiled and said, "I see that junior's bone structure is clear and agile. Why don't you join the Martial Arts Club? You will definitely live a colorful college life."

"Senior Sister's martial arts skills are very good. The club that she is in should not have people dying." Han Qiang was puzzled.

Bixiao smiled bitterly and said, "The purpose of Martial Arts Club is to uphold justice and spread the nation's traditional martial arts. Unfortunately, there are close to a hundred martial arts clubs in the school, such as the Taekwondo club, the interceptor club, the Thai boxing club, the free fighting club, and other foreign martial arts clubs.

They have joined hands to suppress our club. They often come to spar and challenge our club. As a result, the Martial Arts Club, which originally had over a thousand people, was only left with five people. One of the seniors had his leg broken by the Judo Society a few days ago. He was unable to participate in the club's martial arts competition at the end of the year. We are in urgent need of fresh blood. Junior, can you help us make up a number of people?"

Han Qiang said weakly, "If I join the club, will I also be challenged by them?"

Bixiao pleaded, "It's fine, junior. As long as you are thick-skinned and refuse to fight, no one will force you to spar with them. Furthermore, in the next three years, I will protect you from being bullied by scum like Zhou Tong."

"Other clubs have hundreds and thousands of people, and our club only has five people including me. I'm afraid we are not their match. ” Han Qiang frowned and said.

Bixiao said proudly," Don't worry. The rules of the club's martial arts competition are that the five contestants from both sides are allowed to enter the arena freely. The last contestant from which side will win will be me, the master of traditional martial arts. Leading the club into the top fifty of the competition is not a problem at all. "

"Since Sister Bixiao is so confident, I will join!" Han Qiang said straightforwardly.

Bixiao patted his shoulder with approval. "Junior knows how to repay favors. I really did not misjudge the person. After I bring you to report in later, I'll go to the club headquarters to have a meal to celebrate."

Han Qiang had a good impression of this righteous big sister. He smiled and nodded, and under her lead, he went to report to the new students everywhere.

When they reached the registration area, Han Qiang saw the new students taking the admission notice and registering. Han Qiang took out his big brother and called Young Master Loong. "Brother, I've already gone everywhere to register for the new students at Cang Lang Normal University. Who should I look for?"

"Mr Qiang, wait a moment. I will let their principal personally pick you up." Young Master Loong said in a carefree manner.

Han Qiang said helplessly, "I am just studying. It is better to keep a low profile."

Young Master Loong laughed and said, "Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger to pick up the campus belle. Brother Mr Qiang knows Mr Qiang's tricks very well. I'll let the beautiful counselor pick you up later, okay?"

Han Qiang smiled and said, "Alright, I'll report it to the big locust tree in the northwest corner."

After he hung up the phone, Bixiao looked at him with disdain, "I thought that you were dressed plainly and could be made. I didn't expect you to be a playboy who pretends to be poor and picks up girls. I really misjudged you!"

Han Qiang laughed and said, "President, you are not going to kick me out of the Martial Arts Club, are you?"

"Hmph! The club is in the midst of hiring people, so I will leave you to investigate for now. But remember, you can love freely in university. If you dare to use some money to do whatever you want, you better be careful that this president will crack you! " Bixiao looked at his lower body with an unfriendly expression.

Rustle ~

Cold sweat broke out on Han Qiang's forehead. He quickly waved his hand and said, "President, don't worry. I will not do anything reckless."

Bixiao curled her lips in disdain, "Tsk ~ Look at how scared you are. One look and you can tell that you are a scumbag man with evil intentions and evil intentions!"

"Stumbag man?"2

Hearing this kind of address, Han Qiang immediately thought of Ouyang Wanting who had returned to Magic City and the days when she chased and scolded the scumbag man.

As the two of them spoke, a heavy footstep approached from afar. Later on, the ground trembled slightly, and Han Qiang subconsciously raised his head to look. He saw a middle-aged woman who was nearly two meters tall and weighed more than two hundred kilograms walking towards him.

An extremely bad feeling came from the bottom of Han Qiang's heart.

Bixiao's beautiful eyes lit up and gloated, "Your friend is not looking for Yaksha King, right?"

"Yaksha King?" Han Qiang's sword-shaped eyebrows suddenly raised.

Bixiao almost laughed out loud. "I'll tell you later."

The iron tower like middle-aged woman walked over. She looked Han Qiang up and down and said, "You are the Mr Qiang that Xiaolong mentioned about entering the school?"

Han Qiang politely said, "Hello, teacher. I am Han Qiang, the one who is going to enter the school."

Yaksha King pinched Han Qiang's arm as if she was familiar with him. She hammered his strong chest and nodded in satisfaction. "As expected, Xiaolong did not lie to me. He is a good little guy. Come with me to handle the enrollment procedures."

"Mr Qiang, hurry up and go with the procedures. What are you waiting for?" Bixiao said with a teasing smile.

"F * ck! Young Master Loong wouldn't take the opportunity to take revenge on me, right?"

Han Qiang's heart was pounding. He followed Yaksha King to register for the new students and arranged for him to stay in Class 94, Martial Arts Department, at Canglang Normal Academy.

Yaksha King grabbed the stamp and stamped it on her student ID. She handed it to Han Qiang and said, "Little guy, my name is Wang Ye. I will be your counselor for the next four years. If you need anything, you can come to me at any time."

Han Qiang felt that the way she looked at him was a little strange. He felt a little scared in his heart and still politely said, "Okay, Teacher Wang, please advise me in the future."

Wang Ye said in a deep voice, "The martial arts major is different from other majors. It is inevitable to exchange pointers in class and faculties. Don't always cry and complain. It is very difficult for me."

"Don't worry teacher, something like crying won't happen." Han Qiang smiled.

Wang Ye nodded in satisfaction. "Your dormitory is 507 in 1 dormitory. It's standard 8 rooms for 7 people. Is there any other problem?"

"There is no Teacher Wang." Han Qiang smiled.

"I hope you can have a good college life in Canglang Normal University."

After saying that, Wang Ye turned around and left with big strides.

"Pfft ~ Wahaha ~"

Yaksha King had just disappeared from their line of sight when Bixiao could no longer hold back her laughter as tears flowed out...

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