Chapter Four Hundred and Sixty-Five The Battle of the Society

  In the Aeronautics and Astronautics Academy, Chu Yunhao observed it carefully. The overall quality of beauty theory here is still better than that of medicine. The girls are very tall. Almost never seen one meter below 60. You must know that this is the south, and the average height of girls is only 158. Most are short.

   "Hey...there are a lot of people over there, what are you doing?" Chu Yunhao looked at the large number of people on the playground of the School of Aeronautics and Astronautics. The crowd of people around them seemed to be very lively.

Jiang Siying is not a person who likes to be lively, but seeing Chu Yunhao's interest, she smiled and said, "It seems that my club is recruiting people. Every year, there is a period of time when the club recruits people. Our community is very competitive.”

   "The club? Is it the same as ours? It's probably nothing more than a martial arts club, a taekwondo club, a karate club or something." Chu Yunhao smiled.

   "Taekwondo club? Karate club is a big club in our university, but martial arts club..." Speaking of which, Jiang Siying shook her head.

   "What? Hangda Wushu Club can't do it?" Chu Yunhao was a little surprised.

  Jiang Siying glanced at Chu Yunhao, shook his head, and said helplessly, "I'm sorry to tell you that our martial arts club at Air University is just putting on a show."

  Chu Yunhao: "..."

   Martial arts is the national quintessence of China after all. If even its own national quintessence is eliminated by itself, is it a bit sad for this nation? In fact, whether it is taekwondo, karate, or judo, most of them are actually born out of ancient martial arts in China. These ancient countries did not have their own martial arts. Most of them are learned from China. Then he slowly formed his own martial arts system. After hundreds of thousands of years of development, they used Huaxia's own things to eliminate Huaxia's martial arts system. This made Chu Yunhao very uncomfortable. Although he came from the world of comprehension. But he has a strong sense of belonging to Huaxia, because he feels that the realm of self-cultivation he is in seems to be inextricably related to the culture of Huaxia.

   "Let's go and have a look!" Chu Yunhao wanted to see what the actual situation was like.

   at the club recruitment site at this time. Taekwondo club, karate club, and judo club are the protagonists, and other clubs are far from being on a par with these three clubs.

   In today's major colleges and universities, these three clubs will always be the protagonists of the club. What martial arts clubs, even most of them don't have such clubs. But if you find any college, there are almost all taekwondo clubs. Or there are taekwondo gyms just outside the college campus. This has to be said to be a tragedy of Huaxia martial arts.

  Chu Yunhao and Jiang Siying squeezed into the crowd. I found out that there is indeed a martial arts club, but unfortunately, outside the taekwondo, judo, and karate clubs, it can be said that there is a lot of people. But outside the recruiting office of the martial arts club, it was a chore. There are almost no people outside the martial arts club, making more stops.

   Looking at Chu Yunhao's thoughtful look, Jiang Siying said to Chu Yunhao, "Are you thinking about why this is happening?"

Chu Yunhao sighed and said, "Yeah, I originally thought that this phenomenon is unique to our medical university. It's just an isolated phenomenon. Now, it seems that my thinking is too simple. But taekwondo, karate, judo and so on, and we Compared with Chinese martial arts, it is simply garbage. Why are so many people rushing to it?"

   Jiang Siying nodded, looked at Chu Yunhao and said, "Actually, this is not something unimaginable."

   "Oh..." Chu Yunhao looked at Jiang Siying in surprise.

"This is actually because our Chinese martial arts are not as commercialized as theirs. Karate, judo, and taekwondo all have their own professional systems, which enhances the sense of belonging of practitioners. In general, it is We might as well know how to package ourselves." Jiang Siying said eloquently.

At this time, in the recruitment office, a young man wearing a taekwondo uniform said to the students onlookers: "Our taekwondo has a long history. After everyone has practiced, they can not only strengthen their body, but also defend themselves. Therefore, Our Taekwondo Club welcomes all students to apply. Today we invited Master Lee Seung-hyun, a Taekwondo master from Korea. He is already a master of the 9th dan of Taekwondo.”

   Many students at the scene are still very clear about the level of Taekwondo. Know that the highest dan in taekwondo is the ninth dan. That can only be achieved after a long period of penance.

  A man in a white Taoist uniform who looked to be in his thirties stood beside the young man and smiled faintly. Say something to the young man.

   Apparently the man did not speak Chinese.

   The young man smiled slightly: "Mr. Li said that he likes Huaxia very much, and I hope everyone likes Taekwondo."

   There was a burst of whistling from the crowd, obviously all of them were in awe and awe of the master of the 9th dan of Taekwondo.

   At this time, a female classmate asked the young man excitedly, "I wonder if Teacher Li can perform for us?"

   At this time, many people in the crowd were booing.

  The young man hurriedly translated what the female classmate said to the man.

   The man smiled faintly and said a few words to the young man.

   When the young man heard the words, he was slightly startled and nodded. The translation: "Mr. Li said that Taekwondo is a martial art of Korea, and it is not suitable for performance. To demonstrate the power of Taekwondo, it is best to show it through competitions. Huaxia's martial arts are extensive and profound, and Teacher Li admires them very much. So I want to have a test with my classmates from the martial arts club on the spot."

   The classmates at the scene screamed with excitement when they heard him fighting. For a while whistles, screams one after another.

  The young man walked to the Wushu Club and said to a young man, "Zhu Yaobin, I wonder if you dare to compete with me?"

   Zhuo Yaobin is the president of the martial arts club, although the talents of the martial arts club are very withered. However, he had been fond of martial arts since he was a child and found that there was no martial arts club when he entered Hangda University, so he established a martial arts club himself. After two years of operation. This martial arts club recruited very few members, and compared with the three major clubs, it was less than one-tenth of the others. Huaxia's own national quintessence has been reduced to such a degree. This made Zhuo Yaobin very helpless. But he still struggled to hold on. "

   "Song Yang, don't you deceive people too much?" Zhuo Yaobin looked a little ugly when he looked at the young man who challenged him.

   "Hehe, what? I'm just discussing with you, how could it be too much of a deception?" Song Yang looked at Zhuo Yaobin with a disdainful smile.

   "You..." Zhuo Yaobin was dumbfounded for a while.

   He naturally knew that he was no match for Song Yang. Song Yang practiced Taekwondo since childhood. He is already a 5th dan black belt in Taekwondo. The attack power is very strong. Although Zhuo Yaobin also liked martial arts since he was a child, he has only learned martial arts for only three years, so he is naturally not Song Yang's opponent.

   "Hey, it seems that our Chinese martial arts are not good enough. You see Zhuo Yaobin is usually arrogant, but when he meets Song Yang, he is very cowardly." A boy wearing glasses shook his head.

   Another girl from Aviation University also said, "Yeah, Song Yang is the most handsome. Zhuo Yaobin is just pretending to be coercive."

   Zhuo Yaobin's face turned blue as he listened to the discussion on the side. Although he believed that he was not Song Yang's opponent, he would not lose the battle if he lost. No matter what, he could not disgrace Huaxia Wushu.

   "Huh. Come on, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Zhuo Yaobin gritted his teeth and looked at Song Yang.

   "It's fine if you want to appear." Song Yang looked at Zhuo Yaobin and smiled coldly.

   Usually Song Yang and Zhuo Yaobin are very wrong. When he first entered the school, he kindly recruited Zhuo Yaobin to join the club, but was rejected by him in public. And scolded him abruptly. Don't give up. That was Song Yang in front of so many people, and if he lost someone, he naturally hated Zhuo Yaobin. After that, the two became rivals. After Zhuo Yaobin established the Wushu Club, Song Yang did a lot of trouble. After so many years of establishment of the Wushu Club, Zhuo Yaobin has only recruited less than ten people. Naturally, many of them are caused by Song Yang. Whenever Zhuo Yaobin recruited a member, he would do everything possible to win over and destroy it, until the member finally quit the club. The members of the Wushu Club who can stay now are all relatively firm members.

   It’s just that these members are graduating this year. Many are going out for internships. This is the reason why the martial arts society can't wait to recruit members this time. If you don't recruit again, then the Wushu Club will really exist in the name of the Air University.

   "President, you are not his opponent...don't fight him..." A girl with glasses, pimples on her face, and fleshy flesh persuaded Zhuo Yaobin worriedly.

   "Yeah, President, let's endure it! You are not his opponent." A tall and thin member of the Wushu Club shouted anxiously.

   In front of so many people, Song Yang will definitely put Zhuo Yaobin to death.

   Zhuo Yaobin has played against Song Yang many times. But every time it was less than ten moves, it was defeated. This is not because martial arts really loses to taekwondo. Just because Zhuo Yaobin has not studied martial arts systematically, and the time to practice martial arts is indeed not as long as Song Yangjiu, this is naturally incomparable.

  I know that the president of the martial arts club is going to fight with the president of the Taekwondo club. The people at the scene were very excited and quickly gave way.

  Song Yang and Zhuo Yaobin are far away from each other. His whole body exuded a sense of war.

   In an inconspicuous corner, Jiang Siying looked at Chu Yunhao's solemn expression and asked thoughtfully, "Yunhao, who do you think will win?"

  Chu Yunhao shook his head and sighed: "Although I am also a member of the Wushu Club of the Medical University, I have to say that this Zhuo Yaobin is definitely not Song Yang's opponent."

   "You saw it before you started?" Jiang Siying glanced at Chu Yunhao with some surprise. Because what Chu Yunhao said was very decisive.

  Chu Yunhao touched his chin, and said with a slight chin, "Actually, you don't have to wait to make a move. You can see a lot of things from a person's eyes, the steps under their feet, and the way they start. That Song Yang's foundation is too strong."

   "How do you know their names, you know them?" Jiang Siying looked at Chu Yunhao in surprise.

   "Uh, aren't the people watching over there shouting?" Chu Yunhao laughed.