Chapter 53: The Meaning of Boxing

  Zhou Tong's piercing gaze made Song Jian stunned for a moment, and then he regained his composure, smiled, and said, "I'm not a student of this school anyway." Then Song Jian changed the subject and said, "Oh, Luo Hao, please continue playing the waltz and let everyone dance."

  After finishing, Song Jian walked off the stage. He had a good impression of Zhou Tong, but it was just that. As for Xia Lin, she was his younger aunt. In front of his younger aunt, he didn't dare to flirt with other women. Even if Song Jian were from the Song Dynasty and didn't mind men having multiple wives, he still feared Xia Lin's gaze.

  Zhou Tong didn't give up and walked off the stage with Song Jian.

  Lu Hao wiped his nose and tears while walking towards him, "Song Jian gege, your piano skills are amazing, can we exchange contacts..."

  "Hurry up and play the piano!" Song Jian shouted, unable to bear Luo Hao's sheepish expression.

  Lu Hao gave a gentle "hmm", her eyes brimming with tears as she gazed at Song Jian with deep affection, then stepped onto the stage and sat back down beside the piano. This man, when he scolded her, was truly masculine, and Lu Hao's heart swelled with love.

  The students under the stage were still excitedly discussing the stunning song just now, and most of the male students, although jealous, expressed understanding that Song Jian could win Zhou Tong's favor.

  Li Jian stood there in a daze, at this moment, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Seeing Zhou Tong tightly clinging to Song Jian with a proactive and yet shy demeanor, Li Jian knew that he had completely lost Zhou Tong. Even when they were boyfriend and girlfriend, Zhou Tong had never been so intimate with him before.

  Li Jian thought of giving up, he didn't want to make any more futile struggles, let alone the fact that he seemed to be really inferior to Song Jian, this driver.

  However, Li Jian had already given up, but Yan Kuan hadn't. Last time, Song Jian kicked Yan Kuan to the ground in front of many students, and Yan Kuan has been trying every means to regain his face ever since.

  Today at the dance party, I met Song Jian, and Yan Kuan couldn't help but intervene.

  Xia Lin came over, pulled Song Jian, pouted her small mouth and said: "Uncle, it's getting late, we should head back."

  "Hurry up and laugh," said Zhou Tong. "Let's go back after the party is over, you're Xia Lin, right? You're such a beautiful school sister, my name is Zhou Tong, I'm your senior."

  "I know," Xia Lin saw Zhou Tong taking the initiative to talk to her, and she could only respond, "Senior sister, you're the school flower, how wouldn't I recognize you?"

  Zhou Tong pulled Xia Lin's arm, "What school flower. Actually, Xia Lin sister, I envy your youth and beauty even more, I'm not good at dancing, sports are not good, and when walking, you have to think about your lady identity all the time."

  Xia Lin burst out laughing.

  Under Zhou Tong's slightly self-deprecating and intentional courtesy, Xia Lin's slight dislike for Zhou Tong quickly dissipated.

  At this time, three people suddenly rushed out of the crowd in the ballroom. One of them grabbed Zhou Tong's arm and said with a smile: "Zhou Tong, I'm your admirer, let's dance together."

  Another person also directly hugged Zhou Tong tightly.

  Zhou Tong was shocked and hastily leaned towards Song Jian.

  Song Jian didn't waste words and kicked one of them with his foot.

  According to Song Jian's estimation, these three people should have seen him show off his fists and feet before, and their skills shouldn't be bad, otherwise they wouldn't dare to tease Zhou Tong so recklessly in front of him.

  However, contrary to Song Jian's expectations, these three people were kicked to the ground by Song Jian as soon as they met and couldn't get up.

  Some students around were dancing while others were watching the commotion. It seemed that flirting with beauties was a normal thing at Soochow University's dance party.

  Bang, bang, bang......

  A series of footsteps came from the corner.

  Song Jian's expression tightened, and he let Xia Lin and Zhou Tong retreat to the rear. He turned his eyes to look over there.

  Only one man wearing a white martial arts uniform was seen, who parted the crowd and walked over. He is about 175 cm tall and weighs 150 pounds, with hair that covers his ears, thick eyebrows, and an uneven face. Although he is not big in size, every step of his can make the entire dance hall shake.

  The surrounding students also looked at the man wearing a martial arts uniform, and after seeing him clearly, they avoided him one after another, with a few points of fear in their eyes.

  This man was Fan Hu, nicknamed Old Tiger, and he was famous throughout Soochow University. One year, Soochow University hosted the Provincial University Games, where athletes from all 36 universities in the province gathered at the university's stadium. At that time, Fan Hu participated in the Taekwondo competition, which was actually one of the safest events in the university sports games, with more complete rules than boxing and free combat.

  At the time of the game, a referee misjudged and said Fan Hu was fouled.

  Fan Hu was dissatisfied and protested on the spot. The referee on the platform stopped him, but Fan Hu directly pushed the referee off the platform.

  At this time, Fan Hu's opponent saw Fan Hu being so arrogant and directly kicked a flying leg, kicking Fan Hu's neck.

  Fan Hu was furious at this time, although he participated in Taekwondo competition, but what Fan Hu actually practiced was Muay Thai.

  His opponent thought he could kick Fan Hu to the ground with one foot, but unexpectedly Fan Hu just turned around and elbowed him, and his opponent was directly hit flying out of the arena.

  This is outrageous, openly challenging the referee's authority and injuring his opponent. At that moment, two taekwondo coaches from the opposing school jumped onto the stage to stop Fan Hu, but Fan Hu rushed forward and knocked the two black belt fifth dan taekwondo coaches to the ground in a flash. Of course, Fan Hu himself also suffered three kicks, breaking one of his ribs, after all, the opponent was a black belt fifth dan taekwondo master with very powerful legs.

  After that, Fan Hu became a celebrity at Soochow University, a student who single-handedly defeated two Taekwondo black belt fifth-degree instructors, and deservedly became the number one strongman of Soochow University.

  Yan Kuan and Fan Hu had some connections, this time Yan Kuan asked Fan Hu for help to teach a lesson to a driver who knew some martial arts, Fan Hu agreed readily. Of course, Fan Hu also took the opportunity to make some requests, such as about Yan Kuan's **little girlfriend**.

  At this moment, Fan Hu looked at Song Jian with disdain. He didn't expect that Yan Kuan wanted him to teach a lesson to someone who was just a slender little driver. This kind of person, Fan Hu thought he could knock down with one punch.

  "Little kid, you've messed with my brother! What are you going to do about it?" Fan Hu kicked the three people lying on the ground, saying disdainfully.

  Song Jian furrowed his brow, sizing up Fan Hu from head to toe. Judging from the compact and explosive muscles on Fan Hu's body, this person must be very strong. Moreover, his elbows and knees were all covered with thick calluses, which was a characteristic unique to Muay Thai practitioners.

  "Muay Thai?" Song Jian didn't respond to Fan Hu's question and asked instead.

  "Haha, you can still tell that I'm practicing Muay Thai! That's right, kid, today is your unlucky day." Fan Hu didn't waste any more words and charged at Song Jian in two strides. At this time, many people in the scene were calling the police and security guards, but Fan Hu didn't have time to idle around. He planned to knock Song Jian to the ground and then quickly leave, leaving the rest of the matters for Yan Kuan and others to clean up.

  Xia Lin was still excitedly watching the scene, she had been following Song Jian to practice Wuji Fitness every day, but how powerful this kung fu was, Xia Lin was very skeptical. Now seeing her master and a strong man fighting, Xia Lin looked at it with expectation, hoping to see what was going on.

  Zhou Tongke was not as calm as Xia Lin, Zhou Tong of course knew Fan Hu, she knew that Fan Hu's fists and feet were much more powerful than Yan Kuan from the Taekwondo Association. To put it bluntly, this is like the difference between a professional and an amateur, Yan Kuan at most was a martial arts enthusiast, but Fan Hu's level had already reached the point where he could enter the arena to challenge top martial artists from all over the country.

  Zhou Tong hastily walked forward and scolded: "Fan Hu! Do you want to be expelled? This is a school!"

  Fan Hucan ignored Zhou Tong's rebuke and suddenly swung his fist at Song Jian, charging straight at him.

  Song Jian knew that his strength was no match for Fan Hu's, so he wouldn't try to force a confrontation. He took a light step back and dodged out of the way.

  Fan Hu saw Song Jian's body method was quite fast, and he put away his underestimating heart. His footsteps followed up, his body rotated, and the elbow of his other hand went straight to Song Jian's chest.

  Muay Thai is a close combat martial art that is extremely fierce, Muay Thai practitioners are often trained for over a decade in inhumanely harsh conditions to achieve a steel-like physique.

  Song Jian knew it was vicious and dodged again.

  Bang!

  Fan Hu followed closely behind with a kick towards Song Jian.

  Song Jian suddenly jumped up and landed on the circular platform in the center of the dance hall.

  "With a 'ka cha' sound, Fan Hu's foot kicked the central five platforms. The round platform made of cedar wood was kicked by Fan Hu, and the wooden chips flew everywhere. After one kick, a hole with an area of one square meter was directly kicked out of the central round platform."

  Xia Lin let out an "ah" of surprise. She only now realized how formidable Fan Hu was and couldn't help but worry about Song Jian.

  Song Jian dodged a few times, slightly sneering. This Fan Hu was nothing special, just having stronger legs and feet, but when it came to techniques and body methods, he couldn't compare to the ruthless Han Peng.

  Fan Hu's fist flew over again, and Song Jian's two hands "swished" out, suddenly grabbing Fan Hu's arm.

  Fan Hu was shocked, he could now see how formidable Song Jian was. Song Jian dodged with ease, which meant he hadn't used his full strength yet.

  Song Jian grabbed his own arm, Fan Hu hastily withdrew, Song Jian followed the direction of Fan Hu's force and exerted himself.

  With a "whoosh", Fan Hu had already been pushed by Song Jian and flew out.

  Song Jian's body closely followed Fan Hu, and he exerted himself again. His foot tripped, his hand pushed, and Fan Hu flew out backwards, "crash" sound, crushing the dining tables placed with wine on all sides of the great hall.

  "Hiss!"

  Classmates at the dance party took a deep breath and looked at Song Jian in disbelief.

  Fan Hu got up, and he wasn't seriously injured.

  Looking at Song Jian, Fan Hu nodded and said: "I'm not your opponent now. But in the future, I'll definitely be able to beat you. And is this Tai Chi Fist? Your skills are too soft and weak, and can't even hurt anyone."

  Song Jian shook his head and said, "You're wrong, learning martial arts isn't about hurting people. If you want to hurt someone, a dagger is more useful than a fist, and a handgun is even more deadly. This kind of thinking will only lead you to practice this kind of barbaric boxing your whole life. Real Muay Thai is actually a balance of hard and soft."

  Fan Hu was taken aback.

  Song Jian waved his hand at Xia Lin and said, "Let's go home, it will be too much trouble when the police come later."

  Fan Hu stood still on the spot, watching Song Jian and Xia Lin leave the ballroom. At this moment, his mind suddenly enlightened.

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