You choose a male best friend, why are you crying after I let you go?

Zhou Xing has not been in a good mood recently.

Ever since the conflict at the hot pot restaurant, the news spread to the Taekwondo Club, and he couldn't hold his head up in front of everyone.

Lin Nuo'er is the president of the Taekwondo Club, and she is a goddess-level existence in the eyes of everyone here.

Zhou Xing boasts that he is a little handsome, and he should be the boy who is most worthy of Lin Nuo'er in the whole club.

As a result, he took the initiative to attack once, but ended up like a clown.

Zhou Xing, who was unwilling to give up, had to vent all his resentment on sports and came to the club early every day.

However, when he came here today, he saw a familiar person at a glance.

"Why is he here? Is he here to find a senior sister?"

Zhou Xing had been frustrated once before, and he learned his lesson this time.

After observing for a long time and confirming that Gu Zhe was the only one, he went up to talk to Gu Zhe.

"Hey, you're quite skilled!"

Gu Zhe turned around and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the person coming.

"It's you?"

He didn't have any good feelings towards this young man.

This kind of person is just too idle and wants to make everyone unhappy.

It's good for young people to be passionate.

But the problem is that most of the days are dull.

Sometimes, this flammable and explosive passion, in addition to causing trouble for others, has no contribution to society.

Zhou Xing put his hands on the shelf next to him, raised his head and said: "What's the point of just competing with such a cold guy, come and practice with me!"

"Let's spar!"

In Gu Zhe's opinion, this kid has almost written his little thoughts on his face.

Zhou Xing was obviously upset about losing face in the hot pot restaurant last time.

This time he ran into Gu Zhe in a place he was familiar with, so he naturally wanted to find a way to get back at him.

Several members of the Taekwondo Club around Zhou Xing were very sensible and wanted to step forward to stop him.

Especially during the last meal, several people were also present and saw at a glance that Zhou Xing wanted to make trouble for Gu Zhe.

"No, Zhou Xing, what are you talking about? This is too rude! Apologize to him!"

"Yes, it's okay for us to spar with each other in our club, but it's so unreasonable for you to spar with anyone you see."

"I'm sorry, our classmate is obsessed with Taekwondo, don't bother with him."

Gu Zhe would not bother with such a brat. After restoring the equipment, he was ready to get up and leave, and he didn't intend to pay attention to Zhou Xing at all.

This act of not taking himself seriously immediately annoyed Zhou Xing.

He broke free from the restraints of several members and rushed to catch up with Gu Zhe.

"Gu Zhe! I know your name is Gu Zhe, right? I remember your name. You always hang around my senior sister."

Gu Zhe glanced at Zhou Xing expressionlessly and said coldly: "If you have nothing to do, just get out of the way."

"Good dogs know the principle of not blocking the road. As a human, dogs understand the principle, so you don't understand it, right?"

After saying that, Gu Zhe walked towards Zhou Xing quickly.

The latter had no intention of retreating at all. At this time, a man would not retreat!

At the moment when the two were about to touch, Gu Zhe slightly lowered his shoulders and collided with Zhou Xing with his upper arms.

In the confrontation, Gu Zhe, who looked relatively thin, actually had the upper hand!

Zhou Xing's center of gravity was unstable and he staggered back two steps, but Gu Zhe's steps were steady, as if the confrontation just now had no effect on him at all.

At this moment, several members of the Taekwondo Club nearby were shocked.

"He, his chassis is so stable, and his center of gravity is so well controlled!"

"Yes, Zhou Xing is so strong that he will suffer a loss if he collides with him like this."

An older sophomore member saw this situation and also stepped forward to pull Zhou Xing, whispering: "Zhou Xing, that's enough! If the president knew that you were making things difficult for this classmate, she would be even more angry!"

In addition, from the beginning to the end, it seems that it has always been you, Zhou Xing, who is making trouble...

However, Jiang Tao did not say the second half of the sentence clearly.

Zhou Xing's face was full of dissatisfaction. Thinking of Lin Nuo'er's previous appearance for Gu Zhe in the hot pot restaurant, an unspeakable emotion in his heart swallowed up his reason.

He shouted at Gu Zhe's back: "Gu Zhe! I know you like Senior Sister Nuo'er!"

"Are you going to hide behind her and be a coward for the rest of your life?"

"People like you are not worthy of Senior Sister Nuo'er!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole gym was silent.

Jiang Tao silently reached out his hand and covered his eyes with one hand.

This brainless guy, now, things are really going to develop in the worst direction.

Gu Zhe finally stopped.

He turned around slowly, and the expression on his face was a little unpredictable.

It was not anger, but more like a kind of... teasing?

Gu Zhe looked at Zhou Xing's face and said with a smile: "I left you a way out because you are a member of Nuo'er and her junior, and I don't want to make Nuo'er difficult."

"As for you, you just want to cause trouble to everyone again and again."

"Very good, since you want to try it so much."

"Then let's try it and die."

What Gu Zhe is least afraid of is actual combat.

Among all self-defense techniques, Sanda and free fighting should be the most practical ones.

Many people often see Taekwondo or traditional martial arts performances in art performances, but rarely see any Sanda performances.

Because the real Sanda skills are developed through real "fighting".

In the previous life, after Gu Zhe learned some basic movements and essentials, he was carried to the ring by the coach.

At the beginning, Gu Zhe could only wear protective gear and passively take the beating.

Gu Zhe even complained to the coach, didn't he pay to be abused?

But the coach just smiled and patted Gu Zhe on the shoulder, telling Gu Zhe meaningfully that he would love this feeling.

In fact, the coach did not lie to Gu Zhe.

The first block, the first counterattack, the first time to catch the opponent's flaw.

Then, the first time to really knock down the opponent.

The people on the ring are like trapped beasts.

Releasing the most primitive wildness and pressure in the body.

Gu Zhe did gradually fall in love with this feeling of game.

So much so that later, professional fighting coaches had to be cautious when fighting with Gu Zhe, and if they were not careful, they would fall into Gu Zhe's trap.

Of course, Gu Zhe had always only used Sanda as a way to cultivate his character and release stress, and had never thought of anything else.

Unexpectedly, after his rebirth, it was put to an unexpected use.