Chapter Thirty-Seven: Playful Tricks

  Walking onto the empty lawn, many students of the 'Business Administration' major spontaneously formed a large circle, leaving a large space in the middle for Zhao Yang and Wei Wu.

  "Zhao Yang, go for it! I support you, take down that arrogant guy!" Qian Hao shouted loudly in the crowd.

  The other students who were also dissatisfied with Wei Wu also shouted out one after another.

  "Right! Come on, we all support you!"

  Wei Wu's face was ugly, staring at Zhao Yang across from him, coldly snorting: "Don't blame me for not warning you, now you still have time to admit defeat, otherwise once we start fighting, suffering a beating is your own fault!"

  "You brought this on yourself? I think you should keep that phrase for yourself." Zhao Yang said disdainfully.

  "Hmph." Wei Wu snorted lightly, "Since you want to suffer a bit, I'll fulfill your wish!"

  Wei Wu said, "Unrestricted hand-to-hand combat, if you have no objections, let's begin."

  "No problem." Zhao Yang shrugged indifferently.

  At this moment, Wei Wu stared at Zhao Yang and carefully took a step forward. On the other hand, Zhao Yang had a casual expression, standing still on the spot, looking back at Wei Wu.

  In Wei Wu's eyes, Zhao Yang was now a complete rookie with no experience at all, full of openings. Without hesitation, he immediately took the initiative to attack, taking a big step forward and rushing towards Zhao Yang, his five fingers spread wide as he grabbed for Zhao Yang's shoulder.

  Zhao Yang disdainfully swept a glance at Wei Wu, who seemed to be making a powerful move. If he wanted to, he could have taken down Wei Wu with one move right now. However, Zhao Yang didn't do that. Earlier, Wei Wu's behavior of bullying Mu Qinglan had ignited a few sparks of anger in Zhao Yang's heart, so he decided to toy with this guy and give Mu Qinglan an outlet for her emotions.

  "Zhao Yang be careful!"

  The crowd saw Wei Wu's movements were agile and his momentum was fierce, while Zhao Yang stood still in the same place, as if he had been frightened silly, and suddenly couldn't help but exclaim to remind Zhao Yang.

  Just as everyone thought Zhao Yang was intimidated by Wei Wu's aura, Zhao Yang's body suddenly moved. In the blink of an eye, his feet were like clouds and flowing water, and people only felt a flash in front of their eyes. Before they could blink, Zhao Yang had already lightly circled behind Wei Wu. With ease, he stretched out one hand from behind and removed the military cap that was on Wei Wu's head, which had just been blown back by the momentum. Then, he quickly retreated a short distance.

  Suddenly, he felt a chill on the top of his head, and Wei Wu was taken aback. Subconsciously, he swung his fist backhandedly, but it was an empty swing. When he turned around, he saw Zhao Yang standing three or four meters away from him, twirling his military cap with one finger, looking at him with a playful smile on his face.

  "Zhao Yang, good job!"

  "Awesome! He actually managed to sneak up and snatch that guy's hat off without anyone noticing. Go, Zhao Yang!"

  The students watching the scene were now boiling, and they all cheered loudly. Zhao Yang's movements just now were really too fast, and his footwork was also beautiful and light, making people sigh in amazement.

  Wei Wu's face turned ugly as he touched his somewhat chilly head, and hearing the jeers of the students around him, he felt only shame and anger in his heart. He stared fixedly at the military cap on Zhao Yang's head and let out a loud roar. This time, he directly threw a strong and fierce military punch at Zhao Yang.

  Zhao Yang smiled and stood still, not moving until Wei Wu's fist was about to hit his chest. Then Zhao Yang suddenly dodged to the side, avoiding Wei Wu's punch, and at the same time, he put his military cap on Wei Wu's head, then took another sliding step back.

  Hush!

  The students around couldn't help but burst into laughter, Zhao Yang put the hat on Wei Wu's head with a twist, looking very comical. Adding to that, Zhao Yang's earlier movements were so relaxed and effortless, seeing Wei Wu thoroughly embarrassed, everyone was naturally delighted.

  Wei Wu yanked off the hat on his head, looking around at the students who were all smiling and laughing at him. On the other side, Zhao Yang was also smiling brightly at him. Suddenly, his face turned red with embarrassment, burning hot, he almost wished to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, too ashamed to show his face!

  If he still doesn't understand that he and Zhao Yang are not on the same level, then he's really stupid. The other person can easily take off his hat three times and put it back on, clearly teasing him. If not, the other person only needs to punch him twice to knock him down.

  Wei Wu stared at Zhao Yang with a dead gaze, his face changing colors in an instant, one moment gnashing his teeth in resentment, the next moment his face flushing red with shame.

  Especially now, the students around him are all booing and mocking him, making him feel like his face has been slapped countless times, so painful that it's about to swell up.

  He could never have imagined that Zhao Yang was just a student, and yet he looked so weak and frail, how could he have such good martial skills? Such martial skills, not to mention him, even their company commander who had served in the special forces would be inferior.

  At the moment when Wei Wu was ashamed and hard to bear, Zhao Yang suddenly walked up to him with a smile and said: "Coach, why don't we just call it a draw and end this sparring match? Mu Qinglan is indeed not feeling well, I think you will also sympathize with her and let her go back and rest?"

  Zhao Yang, after all, is not a young whippersnapper. After venting his anger, he didn't continue to make things difficult for Wei Wu. After all, he's an instructor, and if things really got out of hand, it would be troublesome in the end. It's better to just let it go like this, give the other person a way out, and also make himself look relaxed. He believes that after this incident, Wei Wu won't deliberately make things difficult for him again like before.

  Originally, Wei Wu thought Zhao Yang was going to attack him and was fully on guard. But after hearing Zhao Yang's words, he couldn't help but stiffen slightly. He wasn't a fool, so he naturally understood that Zhao Yang was giving him an excuse to save face. If he didn't take the hint, he would only end up losing even more face later on.

  Especially if this matter is really made public, he will probably find it very difficult to hold his head up in the army from now on. After all, losing a martial arts match to a student is simply humiliating.

  After some thought, Wei Wu looked at Zhao Yang with a complex expression and finally nodded slowly, "Alright. Since Mu Qinglan is not feeling well, let her go back and rest first, and come back when she feels better to continue the military training. Also, you can accompany her to the infirmary to see if it's serious or not."

  The sentence behind Wei Wu is naturally said to Zhao Yang. Since things have come to this point, he also made a gesture of goodwill and fortunately gave Zhao Yang a holiday as well.

  "Yes! Thank you, Captain, for your understanding!" Seeing that things had basically been resolved, Zhao Yang also gave Wei Wu enough face and saluted him with a military salute.

  "Alright, go!" Wei Wu nodded and his complexion had slowly recovered.

  The students around saw that things had ended in such an anticlimax and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. However, since Zhao Yang was no longer bothered by it, they naturally didn't dare to make any more trouble, after all, they didn't have the guts to go against the instructor.

  Although Zhao Yang and Wei Wu had only exchanged two rounds just now, there was no "earth-shaking" scene, but everyone could see that Zhao Yang's skills were very fierce, and Wei Wu was completely not an opponent. Otherwise, how could he be easily stripped of his military cap by Zhao Yang and then put it back on his head?

  Now the students majoring in Business Administration are all admiring Zhao Yang, and they are all whispering about Zhao Yang's skills, guessing how powerful Zhao Yang's strength is.

  As a party involved, Zhao Yang could not ignore these things. Since Wei Wu had already given him a holiday, he naturally would not waste it and immediately left with Mu Qinglan.

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