Very Pure and Ambiguous: The Prequel

After listening to Ding Wenfeng's words, I fainted. How could I bring such a pervert out?

After the two of us visited the night view, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to the hotel. When the organizer saw us coming back, he just told us to study hard at night and start the official competition tomorrow.

Early the next morning, we were woken up by a phone call from the hotel, telling us to meet downstairs at eight o'clock and a car would take us to the competition venue. Ding Wenfeng and I quickly got up. This guy actually went to the toilet for more than half an hour. I was so angry that I knocked on the door several times. Only then did this guy come out sickly, his legs dangling, and cursed: "***, I'm going to fuck him." Damn, what the hell did you eat last night, I almost pulled the door out!"

I'm a little confused. Yesterday I ate some raw salmon, shrimps and other fresh food. Why am I okay? In fact, my body at this time was almost invulnerable to all poisons, but I didn't think about it for a while.

I looked at Ding Wenfeng, who was like a shrimp with soft feet, and couldn't help but shake my head. Can I still participate in the competition? Don't fall down first before you get on stage, that will make your opponent laugh out loud!

I quickly called the organizer, and the other party's reply was that one of the two people can participate in the competition. It doesn't matter even if the other person doesn't play from beginning to end. As for the people in the mall, they can make their own decisions. Although it seems unfair to me to have to fight alone, fighting at this level does not waste any energy on me.

I helped Ding Wenfeng get on the bus. This guy is still standing firm despite being like this. Isn’t it adding to my burden? But I couldn't say this, because I knew that Ding Wenfeng was kind-hearted and came to accompany me.

There were almost all yellow-skinned students on the bus. I thought this competition was only of Asian nature, and Europe and the United States did not participate in this kind of competition. I took a look and found that except for students from North Korea who were not represented, there were students from South Korea, Thailand, and Singapore and Malaysia.

Due to the language barrier, most student representatives only talked to students from their own country. Suddenly I saw a person. It's actually Yang Wei. I really don't understand why this guy didn't come with us. Instead, he formed his own sect and participated in local competitions in the name of the Chinese Taekwondo Club. I saw that he had nothing to do with those Korean Taekwondo students. He was so happy that he didn't even look at us.

"Does this Yang Wei have any conflict with you?" I glanced at Ding Wenfeng and said.

"That's right. Haha, that's all a family matter. I didn't tell you before, but it doesn't hurt to talk to you. In fact, I was born in a big family, and so was Yang Wei. This may be how children from aristocratic families look at each other. It’s not pleasing to the eye! In short, Yang Wei is always against me." Ding Wenfeng said with a bitter smile.

"But I don't think you have any airs!" I said strangely. In my eyes, Ding Wenfeng is just like an ordinary college student. Apart from being a bit lecherous, he is still very approachable.

Could it be that he is also the heir to a certain legendary family?

"Haha, I don't have it, but that doesn't mean that others don't have it either. Look, the lower I am, the more others will push me. You can tell this when you are the only member of the club I organized!" Ding Wenfeng said.

"That's because many people worship foreigners! Instead of learning good Chinese martial arts, they want to learn other kung fu that evolved from ancient Chinese martial arts. It's really putting the cart before the horse!" I nodded.

"In fact, it's not the case. It's just that in recent years, the decline of Chinese martial arts, the true essence of martial arts is only known by a few people, and it is not spread to the outside world, which has resulted in many scammers who defraud money under the banner of ancient Chinese martial arts. This makes many people feel that, Chinese martial arts is a lie. Those exquisite moves on TV and martial arts novels are a lie!" Ding Wenfeng said with some helplessness.

I nodded, what Ding Wenfeng said was indeed true. If I hadn't come back from rebirth and met Jiao Yazi by chance and taught me some martial arts knowledge, I would have been convinced of this. If it were me in my previous life, I wouldn't believe such nonsense as flying over the roof and walking over the wall even if I were killed!

The competition venue is located in the gymnasium of a national university in Country R, ​​which has hosted many National University Games and the Asian Winter Games.

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The first match was between a Korean player and a local player from Country R. Both players' moves were unremarkable, one used taekwondo and the other used karate. The Korean players showed their usual playful spirit, specializing in attacking weak points such as the lower body and face, while the R country college student also showed his tenacity and unyielding Bushido spirit, refusing to give up until he died, even after being beaten until he turned into a pig's head. He continued to fight, and when he was finally carried down, he was taken directly to the hospital.

The victorious Korean player didn't fare much better either. His left eye was blue and the right eye was red and he raised his hands, and the competition vest on his body had become rags.

I don't like the style of play of players from these two countries. Whoever wins or loses has nothing to do with me. Next came the contestants from South Korea and Singapore. At noon, I was about to take Ding Wenfeng to dinner when suddenly the competition staff informed me that there was a competition next.

I secretly cursed in my heart, who the hell arranged this and made me go up to compete on an empty stomach. Just as I was thinking about taking over the opponent's information, I was stunned. My opponent in this match was actually Yang Wei!

"What's going on?" I asked, pointing to the list of contestants.

"Oh, it's like this, because you two groups are special. You are both from Huaxia University, so you have to decide the winner before you can compete with college student representatives from other countries!" the organizer said.

"Really?" I didn't know the rules of the game and didn't ask any more questions. Since that Yang Wei is said to be so annoying by Ding Wenfeng, then I will eliminate him!

"Yes." The organizer nodded and said.

"Oh, okay, when does the game start?" I asked.

"Now, come with me to the back to change into your game clothes." The organizer's staff led me towards the locker room.

I exchanged a few words with Ding Wenfeng. When Ding Wenfeng heard that I was competing against Yang Wei, he immediately frowned, thought for a while and said, "I'd better go!" After that, he stood up.

"You're like this, why are you going to do it!" I said, dumbfounded: "Are you worried that I will embarrass our martial arts association or something!"

"No, I know Yang Wei. He is a sinister man. I'm afraid he will do whatever it takes to win!" Ding Wenfeng said, "Besides, this man's kung fu is not weak!"