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C816 Scorn

Faced with this sort of situation, not to mention a martial artist like Hong Jiu, even ordinary students would be able to distinguish who was the better. Mo Feiyu could also tell that Huang Wenbinn had gone mad and did not intend to continue to provoke him. If he really went mad, then he would not be able to carry out the wager for this competition.1

Mo Feiyu easily bypassed Huang Wenbinn's attack and used his backhand to grab onto his wrist to restrain his attack. Without waiting for Huang Wenbinn to react, Mo Feiyu directly dislocated both of his arms and naturally could not launch an attack again. Mo Feiyu lifted his leg and kicked Huang Wenbinn out of the arena.

According to the rules of the competition, the loser was the one who was kicked out of the arena. The result was obvious, Huang Wenbinn had lost, moreover in the area where he was the best at. Not only had he lost, but he had lost so miserably. Huang Wenbinn's eyes were filled with disbelief as he sat on the ground. He couldn't believe that Mo Feiyu could defeat him so easily.

That's right, Huang Wenbinn was now completely awake. He recalled everything that had happened before rationally. It was also because of this that he understood that he was played by Mo Feiyu from the start.

"Leave it for me to not learn anything in Huaxia, but to learn that tiny bit of Pickle Country. I really don't know if you got kicked in the head by a donkey, or if you kicked in the ass with your head." Don't even mention you, even the strongest practitioner of Pickle Country only have the qualification to crawl in front of me. If you lose the match, don't forget to do some hygiene. " Mo Feiyu said with disdain.

Hearing Mo Feiyu's words, Huang Wenbinn had a bitter smile on his face. Only after Mo Feiyu left did his face turn ferocious.

The competition had ended and Mo Feiyu had won. Moreover, he had relied on his true strength to suppress Huang Wenbinn. This news had spread throughout the entire campus in just a few minutes. Mo Feiyu's last few words had evoked the students' love for Chinese martial arts.

"May I ask if Student Mo Feiyu is here?"

Just as Mo Feiyu returned to his dorm, there was a knock on the door.

"I am, may I ask who you are?" Looking at the person in front of him, Mo Feiyu was a bit confused. Before this, Mo Feiyu had never seen him before.

"Hello, Mo Feiyu. I'm the third year Martial Club's president, Gu Quanfei. I've come here to hope that you can join our society. If you're willing, you can join, Martial Club's new president."

He had gone to watch today's competition as well, and upon hearing Mo Feiyu's words, he couldn't help but feel his blood boil, and became even more determined on developing his Martial Club. That was why he found Mo Feiyu, and sincerely invited Mo Feiyu to join the Martial Club.

"President Gu, forget it. Although I know some martial arts, I'm not very interested in associations." Mo Feiyu had never thought of joining a society. To Mo Feiyu, a college club was just playing house. There was no point in doing it. It would be better to have a woman to accompany him.

"Student Mo Feiyu, I am sincerely inviting you to join, after the competition ended, many students wanted to join Martial Club due to your words, but I also know that I do not have much strength, this is also the reason why my Martial Club has always been suppressed. My dream in university is to expand my Martial Club, if you are able to join, then it would be the best way to help us, even if you have a name and occasionally guide members who join our society."

Seeing the sincerity in Gu Quanfei's eyes, Mo Feiyu understood that Gu Quanfei wasn't lying, so he said, "Alright, I'll call first and give you an answer later."

Mo Feiyu immediately dialed Ling Mengyan's number when he got back to the dormitory.

"Mengyan, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, can you come over for some tea later?"

"Then let's go together. Right now, I have something I want to ask you. What kind of society do you want to join?"

"Association? Oh right, right now, there are quite a few people who are interested in Martial Club due to your influence. I heard that their president is going to look for you to join them. "

"He already came to find me. I called to ask if you would like to join Martial Club. If you do, I'll join another society with you."

"Martial Club, that's fine, after all, joining a society is just for fun, I should be able to do it. Qianqian, what about you?"

Other than Chen Qingling, the other three all chose to join Martial Club. Seeing this, Mo Feiyu naturally did not reject, and after hanging up the phone, Mo Feiyu turned around and walked out of the dorm. Meanwhile, Gu Quanfei looked at Mo Feiyu with a face full of hope.

I don't mind if you are willing to take up my banner, but you have to make it clear to those people that if you want to learn martial arts, you have to be hardworking. If you can't be hardworking, it's better if you don't join.

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