Urban Super Medical Saint

"Dongxu, can Lv Chongliang beat that Korean guy?" Nico leaned closer to Ge Dongxu, her shoulder brushing his as she asked in a low voice.

"Beating that President Cui might be tough, but Park Jung-yong should be no problem," Ge Dongxu replied quietly.

"Then I'm relieved!"

"How can you be so sure? Are you a martial master too?" Wu Yili glanced at Nico's shoulder pressing against Ge Dongxu, her brows subconsciously furrowing slightly, feeling an inexplicable sourness in her heart.

"I've practiced with my master before, so I guess I could be considered a martial master," Ge Dongxu said with a smile.

"So you really think of yourself as a martial master, huh? Then why don't you go up there?" Wu Yili rolled her eyes at Ge Dongxu and said in a low voice.

"If I went up there, wouldn't that just be openly bullying them Koreans?" Ge Dongxu laughed.

Wu Yili paused, then couldn't help but nudge Ge Dongxu with her elbow, lowering her voice, "I thought you were honest. I didn't expect you to be such a bragger."

"I'm just telling the truth!" Ge Dongxu shrugged.

"You rascal!" Wu Yili couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Inside the dojo, most of the boys were watching Wu Yili and Nico. Seeing Ge Dongxu sandwiched between the two girls, whispering and laughing with them, they were almost blinded by jealousy.

Especially the classmates from the environmental chemistry class, they could hardly believe their eyes.

How did this guy become so awesome, chatting and laughing with Teacher Wu, and even being so intimate with that blonde foreign teacher!

That's a teacher from the foreign language college! That's Nico!

"Hehe, Teacher Wu, they're about to start the match," Ge Dongxu chuckled and then pointed to the sparring mats, saying.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yili looked up to see Lv Chongliang and Park Jung-yong already facing each other in the middle of the sparring ground.

Park Jung-yong bowed to Lv Chongliang, who responded with a fist salute.

Next, Park Jung-yong clenched his fists, spread his legs apart in a staggered stance, assuming a side-facing combat posture, eyes sharp and focused on Lv Chongliang, ready to strike at any moment. Lv Chongliang, on the other hand, ostentatiously spread his arms wide, striking a signature pose of Huang Feihong.

"Come on!" Lv Chongliang curled his finger, beckoning Park Jung-yong.

"Ha ha!"

"Giggle!"

People from the English department, including Li Chenyu and others, couldn't help laughing at Lv Chongliang's flamboyant posture, while He Guizhong and the members of the Martial Arts Association frowned slightly.

They didn't think Lv Chongliang's cool pose served any purpose in a real fight.

Sun Wenjun and the others from the Taekwondo Association curled their lips in a disdainful sneer.

"Dongxu, is this what you meant by 'a bit talented'?" Wu Yili asked, shaking her head when she saw Lv Chongliang posing like something out of a movie.

Ge Dongxu just smiled and said nothing.

"You're just embarrassing yourself!" Park Jung-yong sneered, then suddenly let out a loud "Hey!" as he bent his right knee and swung his lower leg swiftly in a horizontal kick towards Lv Chongliang.

Lv Chongliang moved his body to the side, dodging Park Jung-yong's horizontal kick.

When Park Jung-yong saw his first kick miss, he retracted his leg and resumed the side-facing combat stance. However, he quickly launched a tight offensive of leg techniques.

Front kicks, push kicks, roundhouse kicks, sidekicks, and even a 360-degree aerial backspin kick from Park Jung-yong. His movements were fast and forceful, creating a fierce impression that made the girls from the English department scream from time to time.

However, Lv Chongliang dodged and weaved, Park Jung-yong couldn't land a kick on him no matter how he tried.

After all, Park Jung-yong was just a red belt, and after a series of missed attacks, his stamina quickly decreased, and his breathing began to grow heavy.

Seeing that Park Jung-yong's seemingly fierce and sharp kicks never hit Lv Chongliang, the girls gradually stopped screaming in panic and began to cheer for Lv Chongliang, shouting for him to beat him!

Faces of the Martial Arts Association members already bore smiles, while Cui Zhengxuan and the others' faces gradually darkened.

"Wow, this Lv Chongliang really has some skills, huh? Park Jung-yong looks aggressive, but every time, Lv Chongliang manages to evade. I bet Park Jung-yong will be too exhausted to continue before Lv Chongliang even needs to fight back," said Wu Yili with a surprised look after watching for a while.

"Teacher Wu has a sharp eye, you must be a martial arts expert!" Ge Dongxu said teasingly upon hearing this.

"Getting bolder, huh? Now you dare to tease even your teacher?" Wu Yili recalled what Ge Dongxu had said before, her pretty face blushing slightly as she glared at him.

"No offense, no offense!" Ge Dongxu quickly ducked his head in response.

"That's more like it." Seeing Ge Dongxu showing a scared expression, Wu Yili couldn't help but smile triumphantly before she continued to watch the fight.

"Last time at the train station, you said our Huaxia Country's martial arts were all show and no substance. Yet, I see Taekwondo is not much different, is it? I let you strike first, you've kicked so much, but you can't hit me! How disappointing," Lv Chongliang said, dodging another round of Park Jung-yong's attacks, then with a disdainful shake of his head, he scraped his nose with his thumb.

"Ha ha!" He Guizhong and the others burst into laughter.

"If you're capable, then fight me head-on, stop dodging!" Park Jung-yong shouted angrily.

"Poor kid, he's kicked himself silly! Who fights by standing still and not dodging, allowing others to kick him?" Lv Chongliang shook his head.

"You..." Park Jung-yong was so angry he lifted his foot to kick at Lv Chongliang once again.

"Still kicking? If the tiger doesn't show his power, you really think I'm a sick cat!" Seeing this, Lv Chongliang's face suddenly turned stern. He sidestepped Park Jung-yong's front kick, and before Park Jung-yong could change his move, Lv Chongliang suddenly closed in and slammed his shoulder against the lower part of his raised right leg.

Park Jung-yong was standing on one leg at that moment and could not withstand Lv Chongliang's sudden bump, causing his entire body to tilt backward.

"Bang!" He fell backward onto the ground.

Luckily, there was a soft mat on the ground, otherwise, Park Jung-yong might have had a lump on his head from such a fall.

"Well done!"

"So amazing!"

"He won with a single move!"

"..."

Instantly, He Guizhong and the others all boiled over with excitement, shouting their praise.

"Again!" Park Jung-yong scrambled up from the ground and roared.

"That's enough, Park Jung-yong. You are not his match," Cui Zhengxuan said.

"President!" Park Jung-yong protested unwillingly.

"Step down." Cui Zhengxuan's expression darkened as he commanded.

Park Jung-yong clearly feared Cui Zhengxuan, and with that command, he reluctantly backed down with his head drooping.

"We lost this round. It seems that student Lv is a true practitioner. I wonder if student Lv is interested in having a match with me. Of course, you can rest first, or we can have a match another day," Cui Zhengxuan said, after dismissing Park Jung-yong, as he looked at Lv Chongliang with a serious voice.