Chapter 30: I am a Martial Arts Master (2/2)

Unintentionally, a rule was set that leaving the backyard would be considered a loss.

Among the onlookers were many girls jealous of Shen Lingyao being the school beauty, and they all cheered for Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang, with his shoulders back and chest out, looked very dashing.

However, after about twenty minutes, Zhao Qingfeng hadn’t shown up, and Wang Qiang felt a sudden abdominal pain and an overwhelming urge to urinate.

“Brother Qiang, it’s almost time!” they said.

“Zhao Qingfeng should be here soon. We’re rooting for you!” His lackeys shouted tirelessly, creating a mighty atmosphere.

Wang Qiang tried to endure the urge to urinate, managing a smile and nodding at them.

“Brother Qiang, Zhao Qingfeng is here!” the monkey announced a minute later, running over in a hurry.

The students all looked in the direction and saw Zhao Qingfeng carrying a plastic bag containing two bricks and a hand drill, casually walking over with one hand in his pocket.

“Hello, everyone!”

“Thank you for your hard work!”

“You might not know this, but I, Zhao Qingfeng, went to the provincial city for a month. Not only did I study, but I also found a martial arts master and learned hard qigong. Today, I’ll perform for you!”

This peculiar entrance left the students exchanging glances.

“…”

“…”

Hard qigong…

Really? Could it be true?

If so, there was indeed a good show to watch today!

Wang Qiang didn’t believe any of it, struggling with the urge to urinate, and shouted, “Zhao Qingfeng, stop bluffing and come fight me one-on-one!”

Zhao Qingfeng raised his hand to stop him, looking serious, “Wang Qiang, we are classmates. I don’t want to hurt you. You better watch my strength first, or you might wet your pants.”

Good heavens!

Wang Qiang didn’t believe in any hard qigong.

He wanted to expose it right there.

But the urge to urinate grew stronger, like a flood waiting to burst through a dam.

Yet, he couldn’t go to the toilet, fearing Zhao Qingfeng would use it as an excuse to dodge the fight.

Nor did he want to urinate on the spot, especially not in front of the female classmates.

“Stop talking nonsense!” Wang Qiang clenched his fist, then quickly released it, nearly losing control of his bladder.

“Watch this!”

Zhao Qingfeng ignored Wang Qiang and took out two bricks that had been soaked in a chemical solution all afternoon and artificially aged. He placed one foot on the flower bed, stacked the two bricks in front of him, and prepared to break them.

“Is he going to break the bricks?”

“I’m dizzy, I’ve only seen armed police perform hard qigong on TV.”

“No way, did he really find a master? Look, oh my god, he broke them in one hit!”

Zhao Qingfeng couldn’t show off the bricks too much.

The chemically soaked bricks were very brittle, easily breakable even by a child.

With a wave of his hand and a crack, he split the two bricks in half.

The sound of the bricks breaking resonated, making Wang Qiang even more uncomfortable, his face almost turning purple.

“You’re just… putting on airs!” Wang Qiang had broken bricks before and didn’t think it was a big deal.

“Is that so?”

Zhao Qingfeng brushed off his hands to clean the dust, then took out the hand drill. He adjusted the direction of the drill bit towards his temple and started drilling frantically.

“Wow!”

“Is he serious?”

“My goodness, Zhao Qingfeng seems to really have the skills!”

The students couldn’t tell if it was real or fake, but they were thoroughly entertained.

Zhao Qingfeng stopped after a while and enthusiastically invited the students to try it.

No one dared. What if they drilled through their heads and couldn’t take the college entrance exam?

Seeing that he had intimidated everyone, Zhao Qingfeng finally turned to Wang Qiang, whose face was now beet red, “Wang Qiang, I’m ready. Let’s do this. But I’ll hold back, just enough to make my point. After all, it’s an unwritten rule in the martial arts circle.”

“Stop pretending!” Wang Qiang couldn’t hold it in any longer.

If he didn’t act now, he might end up urinating on the spot.

He swung his fist.

He was about to fiercely attack Zhao Qingfeng.

But at that moment, Zhang Yang suddenly started whistling nearby, a particularly pleasant sound. He also opened the leftover bottles of mineral water and slowly poured them onto the grass.

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