Raising a Fox Spirit in My Home

Chapter 17 (part 1)

Chapter 17: Just a Little Pain in the Balls (part 1)

Su Chan's words were too good at attracting resentment, especially from those students truly devoted to taekwondo. However, they all looked at Su Chan brave enough to be angry but not brave enough to speak. They were not afraid of the delicate seeming girl. They were afraid of Li Yundong who could send Zhao Yujian and his midair attack flying with a single punch.

On the other hand, there were some male students who disapproved of Zhao Yujian's attitude and they discussed amongst themselves quietly, "I only heard 'Of all the martial arts in the world, no defense was unbreakable, only swiftness was invincible', where did 'only overwhelming strength is invincible' come from?"

Another male student scoffed and said, "You see. Ignorant and inexperienced, ain't ya? You must not get out much. Haven't you seen countryman[1] Jet Li's 'Fist of Legend'?"

"I've watched 'Fist of Legend', what about it?"

"Didn't countryman Jet Li say this? If you want to learn to fight, first you need to learn to endure hits. Otherwise, even though you hit the other person many times, the other guy is just fine. When the other guy hits you once, you're already defeated. There is truth in those words. You see? Zhao Yujian kicked Li Yundong many times, Li Yundong is just fine. But Li Yundong punched back once, even though he only hit the bottom of Zhao Yujian's foot, Zhao Yujian couldn't endure. Even though part of his victory is based on the art of taking hits, but his strength is no joke. I'm starting to believe that he really did punch more than 500 pounds in his strength test. And it wasn't a malfunction of the machine!"

"Hmm. That makes sense. But isn't that a bit exaggerated? Tyson only punches 490 pounds. It's impossible for Li Yundong punch heavier than Tyson, right?"

"This-this..."

On one side, they were discussing in whispers. On the other side, Ding Nan looked at the sparring arena stupefied. After a long time with a face full of sorrow, she quietly cursed, "Zhao Yujian really is a lame duck[2]. Truly useless!"

Zhou Qin knelt on the ground, her upper body was perfectly straight. Her arms were placed on her legs. Even when Li Yundong's punch sent Zhao Yujian flying, she merely straightened her waist the tiniest bit and widened her eyes slightly. Her eyes revealed a difference, the rest of body did not engage in any extraneous action, only revealing the bearing and unperturbed manner of a girl from a rich family.

Zhou Qin slightly inclined her head and looked at Ding Qin in askance. Deep within her indifferent gaze hid a lofty arrogance, "My things are not so easily won. Ding Nan, we have been together for so many years, have you not figured that out yet?"

Ding Nan's expression froze. She smiled embarrassed and said, "Isn't it just that I've been yearning for that baggie for too long..."

Zhou Qin fixed her gaze on Ding Nan for a long time. Only when Ding Nan was starting to feel scared on the inside, she finally spoke, "You can have my bag tomorrow."

Ding Nan was startled, "Why are you giving it to me? I didn't win, ya know?"

Zhou Qin turned her head back no longer looking at her, "You do not want it? That is fine..."

Before Zhou Qin even finished speaking, Ding Nan said, "I want it, I want it! A five figure limited edition baggie. Only an idiot wouldn't want it!"

Zhou Qin looked at the sparring area. She nodded and extended her hand toward Ding Nan, "Cellphone."

Ding Nan immediately got up, her face all smiles. "Wait for me a bit. My cellphone is in the locker."

With those words, she stood up and walked toward the changing room.