Challenge

"By the way, Zhou En, you didn't get brain-damaged from that shock, did you?" Chubby touched Zhou En's forehead and asked with concern.

"Get lost." Zhou En himself did not understand why he was fine, though there had indeed been some changes in him.

For example, his arms had become harder than before. More than that, upon careful inspection, Zhou En discovered that every muscle in his body seemed to be brimming with inexhaustible strength.

This could not help but remind Zhou En of Captain America and Spider-Man.

"Forget it. Being fine is already the greatest blessing."

Zhou En muttered, then went to the cafeteria with Chubby for dinner.

Every university had its own Tieba, and every student had a Tieba account.

While eating, Zhou En naturally opened Tieba and browsed the day's news.

It was not because Zhou En was bored, but because school announcements were issued through Tieba, so checking it had become one of Zhou En's necessary tasks.

"Zhou En, look! Tieba is full of your name!" Chubby excitedly called out to Zhou En, who was looking down at his phone.

"What?" Zhou En quickly opened Tieba.

"Management Department rookie Zhou En declares he will challenge World Combat Club expert Yue Hua."

"Can rookie Zhou En successfully complete the challenge within a year?"

"Breaking news! Rookie Zhou En brutally crushed by expert Yue Hua—this is what a true martial arts master looks like."

Similar posts kept refreshing Tieba's records at a frenzied pace.

"Zhou En, you're famous!" Chubby said indistinctly while gnawing on a chicken leg.

"Oh." As the person involved, Zhou En had no awareness of becoming a "big star," because Tieba was filled with images of Yue Hua humiliating him in every possible way.

And in order to attract the masses, some unscrupulous directors had even filmed Zhou En's inherited ultimate technique, "Moonlit Peach Snatch."

This truly doomed Zhou En to have nothing to do with the words "girlfriend" for the rest of his college life.

"I will definitely defeat Yue Hua." After typing those words on his phone, Zhou En posted them on Tieba.

Since the campus Tieba used real-name registration, the moment Zhou En's post went up, it caused a huge uproar.

"Hahaha. I'm dying of laughter."

"Zhou En, what are you going to use to defeat Yue Hua?"

"Not necessarily. Maybe he'll be holding a Desert Eagle. Then Yue Hua would be nothing."

"Hahaha, bro, you're hilarious."

"Zhou En, you need to understand that even if you start learning martial arts now, it's already too late."

"Do you know why? Because everyone else is improving too."

Zhou En's words instantly became everyone's punchline. Whether they knew him or not, they all began mocking him.

When Zhou En saw that, he spat out all the soup in his mouth. Fortunately, it landed on his own food rather than Chubby's face.

Otherwise, Chubby would definitely have fought Zhou En to the death.

Zhou En no longer had the heart to mourn the food on the table. He hurriedly used his iPhone 4S to defend himself.

"If I met Yue Hua now, I could definitely beat him until he called me grandpa."

Zhou En believed that although he could not beat Yue Hua at the moment, as long as his little universe erupted, dealing with Yue Hua would be as easy as squeezing something in his hand.

"Oh, you said you can defeat me?"

Just as everyone was posting, a highly conspicuous line appeared on Tieba.

Zhou En looked closely and saw that the account's ID was "Charming Little Fairy."

While silently cursing whoever had come up with such a perverted name, Zhou En casually opened Charming Little Fairy's account.

"Holy shit, it's Yue Hua." When Zhou En saw the words Yue Hua, he could not help crying out.

"Brother Yue Hua, hello!"

"Yue Hua, good evening."

People immediately began greeting Yue Hua.

After all, whether it was his potential for growth or his current martial arts ability, Yue Hua was among the very best.

If the official team had not been limited to only five members, Yue Hua would have long since become a key target for the club's training.

Even so, Yue Hua remained a powerful contender for one of the five official team positions.

Therefore, students hoping to join the club all began greeting Yue Hua.

Seeing this, Zhou En's face darkened. Yue Hua's incredibly flashy entrance deeply stabbed at this single man's fragile heart.

"Yeah." Zhou En immediately stubbornly doubled down, his neck reddening.

The moment those words appeared, Tieba fell silent for a second.

"Damn, did I hear that right? Rookie Zhou En still wants to challenge expert Yue Hua?"

"Wasn't he beaten badly enough last time?"

"Hahaha, how many moves do you think Zhou En can last this time? He won't get knocked down in one move again, will he?"

"One move? I think he can't even last half a move."

After a brief silence, Tieba erupted in laughter. Clearly, no one thought Zhou En stood a chance.

Even Zhou En regretted saying it the moment the words left him. Why the hell had he done that?

At that moment, Zhou En wished he could chop off his own hands.

"Zhou En, you were too impulsive." Chubby advised him while gnawing on his second chicken leg.

Upon hearing that, Zhou En nearly burst into tears. So there really was someone in this world who cared about him.

"You should've rushed straight to the club and challenged him one-on-one," Chubby continued.

Zhou En's gratitude instantly vanished.

"Fine. Since I'm in a good mood, I'll play with you again," Charming Little Fairy said.

"Tomorrow morning at nine. I'll be waiting for you in the arena at the gym."

Zhou En had originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard Yue Hua's casual tone, his anger instantly flared.

"Zhou En, don't agree to it." Chubby kindly reminded him.

"Fine." Zhou En did not take his best friend's words to heart and agreed immediately.

But the instant he hit send, Zhou En regretted it. What the hell had gotten into him?

"Damn, Zhou En actually agreed."

"Could it be that Zhou En isn't some martial arts rookie, but a reclusive master?"

"Jeet Kune Do, karate, or perhaps Taekwondo?"

"Damn it, Zhou En is a martial arts rookie himself. Don't flatter him so much."

"Exactly. Zhou En must have agreed because he couldn't take the provocation."

"Hahahaha."

After the guys on Tieba had thoroughly sold Zhou En out, a wave of delighted laughter swept through the forum.

Clearly, they were all mocking Zhou En for overestimating himself. In the pressure-filled college life, every student was happy to have this little bit of entertainment.

After reading those comments, Zhou En's face turned as dark as thunder.

Chubby looked Zhou En over, then cautiously said, "Zhou En, forget it. Find an excuse tomorrow and take the day off."

That had originally been Zhou En's plan, but when he saw so much ridicule on Tieba, his anger flared once more.

It completely drowned out the little rationality Zhou En had left.

"No, I'll definitely go tomorrow," Zhou En said firmly.

At the same time, he could not help fantasizing. Maybe tomorrow some fangirl would be captivated by his "heroic bearing."

And throw herself into his arms.

"Wow, Brother Zhou En, you're so handsome!" the little fangirl said, her eyes sparkling like stars.

"Miss, you should focus on your studies. I already have more than ten girls on the hook," Zhou En said arrogantly.

"No, no, don't abandon me." The little fangirl said tearfully.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Chubby frowned and knocked Zhou En's dinner tray with his chopsticks.

"There's evening self-study later! Your drool is about to drip into your food."

Chubby had interrupted Zhou En's beautiful dream, leaving him annoyed, but when he thought of the dinosaur teacher tonight, he immediately shuddered.

He quickly began eating.

Before the twentieth century, "dinosaur" referred specifically to a type of animal, but now it referred to women with ferocious looks and explosive tempers.

Sure enough, when evening self-study began, Chubby and Zhou En still failed to arrive on time.

After suffering a round of physical and mental torment, Zhou En returned to his dormitory barely alive.