Jeet Kune Do

It's said that Head Coach personally invited Wu Min to join the club back then, and that the Head Coach had never proactively invited anyone before.

Of course, Zhou En was automatically ignored by everyone.

Seeing everyone's strong reaction, Shu Min, with a blushing face, waved his hands and said.

"It's not like that. I know I can't beat an official team member, so I'm taking this opportunity to learn from Senior Disciple Brother Wu Min. I hope to learn something from it."

After hearing Shu Min's explanation, everyone nodded as if they suddenly understood.

Thus, Wu Min was helplessly called onto the arena by the coach.

Wu Min had thought there was nothing for him today, so he came out wearing a pink pajama and white slippers.

Seeing Wu Min dressed like this, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

In the stands, Liu Yu couldn't help but cover her forehead. She never imagined that the reputation of the club she had worked so hard to build would be ruined by Wu Min like this.

"Junior Disciple Brother, you're making it difficult for me as your Senior Disciple Brother," Wu Min said with an embarrassed smile.

Shu Min clasped his fists and said, "Junior Disciple Brother was also forced into this situation. I hope Senior Disciple Brother will not blame me."

Wu Min chuckled and waved his hands, saying with a smile, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

"Come, I'll let you have three moves. Consider it free guidance from your Senior Disciple Brother."

Hearing this, Shu Min was overjoyed and quickly said, "Thank you, Senior Disciple Brother."

The coach, acting as the referee, saw that both sides had finished their conversation. He blew a whistle, signaling the start of the match.

This was also giving Wu Min face, otherwise, what referee would allow so much nonsense to be spoken on stage?

Shu Min narrowed his eyes, his attention highly focused. Seeing Wu Min still smiling with his arms crossed, Shu Min understood that the captain really intended to let him have three moves. He didn't hesitate and quickly charged at Wu Min.

He swung his left fist forward, but instantly retracted it and then fiercely swung his right fist.

Wu Min nodded slightly, "I didn't expect you to use a feint. You've got the basics of martial arts."

Hearing this, Shu Min's heart sank. A feint is called a feint precisely because it's unexpected.

But if his feint was seen through by Wu Min, it would just be considered a real move.

After speaking, Wu Min smiled faintly and watched Shu Min's incoming punch, not dodging or evading, but directly meeting it.

This move caused a stir in the stadium.

Wu Min's right hand shot out, grabbed Shu Min's fist, spun it gently, and skillfully defused Shu Min's punch. Then, he clenched his right hand into a fist and struck fiercely towards Shu Min's face.

Bang.

Shu Min's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. What happened to letting three moves? What happened to giving pointers to a junior?

Wu Min chuckled and said to Shu Min, who was lying on the ground unconscious, "Junior Disciple Brother, this is a lesson not to trust anyone easily. Did you learn something?"

Hearing this, everyone was speechless. They had seen shameless people before, but never someone this shameless.

The referee walked over to the unconscious Shu Min and began the countdown.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..." It had to be said, this was much more formal than yesterday.

"Three, two, one. Wu Min wins." Hearing the referee announce the final result, everyone sighed.

They hadn't expected the club captain to be so terrifying.

One move.

He defeated one of the strongest newcomers in just one move. This couldn't be explained by a simple gap; it was a bottomless chasm.

A smile appeared on Liu Yu's pretty face. The stronger the official team members were, the better their ranking would be in the Hundred Schools War.

This was what Liu Yu hoped to see.

Meanwhile, in the lounge, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the smiling Wu Min on the arena through the glass window.

"Brother, what do you think of the captain's moves?"

The figure behind him was silent for a moment and then said, "I can't tell. Perhaps the captain didn't want us to know his true strength, which is why he defeated the opponent in one move."

The person with his hands behind his back said, "I can tell."

"Oh." The person behind him was startled and looked up at the man in front.

The man in front said, "It's Jeet Kune Do."

"What?" Upon hearing this, the man behind him was startled, his face filled with disbelief.

After all, Bruce Lee died before he could fully pass down Jeet Kune Do. This meant that the Jeet Kune Do of today was not complete.

It was somewhat similar to Sanda. Although it was very practical, it lacked a complete martial arts system. To put it in a somewhat chuunibyo way, it lacked the soul of martial arts.

Therefore, most people would use Jeet Kune Do as a reference rather than delve into it.

Even Bruce Lee's fourth-generation direct disciples have not appeared in public competitions using Jeet Kune Do.

From this, it could be seen that not many masters considered Jeet Kune Do their signature martial art.

Wu Min, of course, wouldn't just be some hot-headed kid who considers Jeet Kune Do his signature martial art simply because he likes it.

A terrifying thought flashed through the minds of the two of them.

"Unless, Wu Min has found his soul of Jeet Kune Do."

The first match ended in just a few short seconds, leaving the spectators who had worked hard to come watch the competition shouting that it wasn't enough.

As the commentator, Zhang Li also felt a bit helpless and could only spend a considerable effort to comfort everyone's emotions.

There were no unexpected situations in the second and third matches. Yang Guo and Sun Ruisha, who placed third and fourth, both chose Li Hui, who was currently the weakest in the club, as their opponent.

This made Li Hui very unhappy, but he could only grit his teeth and accept it.

Therefore, Li Hui showed no mercy to the two newcomers during the matches, his moves aimed to kill, forcing Yang Guo and Sun Ruisha to beg for mercy on their knees.

It truly proved the saying "a strong start but a weak finish."

Finally, as Li Hui knocked Yang Guo to the ground, everyone's gaze shifted uniformly towards the competition lounge.

Or rather, the area where it was located.

Even Zhang Li and Liu Yu at the commentary desk focused their beautiful eyes on Zhou En.

"Come out, Zhou En, aren't you going to challenge me? I'll give you this chance."

Amidst Li Hui's words, and under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhou En slowly stood up and walked towards the competition arena.

His eyes met Li Hui's across the arena, as if sparks were flying between them.

"Zhou En, are you sure you're challenging Li Hui?" The referee felt he was asking a redundant question, but these were the rules, and the referee was quite helpless.

Zhou En nodded.

Seeing Zhou En nod, Li Hui adopted a Taekwondo defensive stance, his left hand forward and his right hand back, subtly guarding the vital points of his head and abdomen.