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C170 China Fist Drawing



C170 China Fist Drawing

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders with an innocent look on his face.    

    

Kang Xianglong had never suffered such grievance before. He immediately slammed the table and stood up.    

    

"You have gone too far. Ye Chen, I want to challenge you!"    

    

"Alright, I agree!"    

    

Ye Chen quickly agreed.    

    

Another slap landed on Kang Xianglong's face, making him come into close contact with the ground again.    

    

Kang Xianglong felt very wronged. What he challenged was not fighting, but history.    

    

Why did this Ye Chen not follow the routine?    

    

"Ye Chen, I want to challenge your history."    

    

"You didn't make it clear, you made me misunderstand! Beating you has really dirtied my hands."    

    

"You're going too far! Do you dare to accept my challenge!" Kang Xianglong knew that he was definitely not a match for Ye Chen. Only by making Ye Chen lose face in front of everyone in the class could he take revenge for himself.    

    

Aren't you first place?    

    

Let me completely defeat you and make you lose all face.    

    

"You are not worthy. I want to be the strongest person in the world, who can compete with me? You are just a little ant! However, since you want to die, then I'll accept your challenge. Tell me, what do you want to compete with me for?"    

    

Kang Xianglong was extremely angry. Ye Chen had insulted him.    

    

After that, he thought it through. Regarding history, he had never lost to anyone!    

    

Ye Chen's arrogance now was just to pave the way for his ignorance in the future.    

    

"Since we are learning history, let's have a history competition!"    

    

This move again?    

    

Tang Tianshan was a very authoritative person in history. Back then, Ye Chen easily defeated Tang Tianshan.    

    

How could Ye Chen be afraid of Kang Xianglong?    

    

"Alright, you can ask the question first."    

    

Kang Xianglong did not hesitate at all. He had a total of eight questions.    

    

Each of his questions was very difficult. It made everyone fall into deep thought.    

    

They could not think of an answer at all.    

    

Ye Chen, on the other hand, smiled slightly. Without thinking, he easily said the correct answer.    

    

After the eight questions, Kang Xianglong broke out in cold sweat.    

    

He did not expect Ye Chen to have such deep knowledge in history. Ye Chen was even better than him.    

    

This made Kang Xianglong gradually feel pressured. What he wanted to see the most now was a tie between the two of them.    

    

Although Kang Xianglong was a little worried, he was fearless. This was his strong confidence in his knowledge. He did not believe that Ye Chen could defeat him.    

    

"Now it's your turn to ask questions!"    

    

Ye Chen said lightly, "I will only ask you one question. Otherwise, it will take too much time. If you can answer it, then I will lose this match! "    

    

"Really?"    

    

Kang Xianglong was overjoyed. This was a good thing for him, but he did not expect Ye Chen to be so stupid. Ye Chen actually wanted to use a question to defeat him.    

    

Ye Chen did not care. "Really! However, if you lose, you will have to slap yourself in front of everyone. What do you think? Do you dare to bet?"    

    

Are you trying to embarrass me?    

    

Kang Xianglong was very capable, so he naturally wasn't afraid.    

    

"Alright, I agree!"    

    

"Okay, then I will give you the question. Listen carefully."    

    

Ye Chen smiled and said, "The Huaxia boxing has been circulating for a long time. Can you tell me the origin of the Huaxia boxing?"    

    

What kind of question was this?    

    

He didn't think the Huaxia boxing was worth studying.    

    

Kang Xianglong panicked.    

    

His back was slowly soaked with sweat. He wished he could take his head off and search for this knowledge!    

    

He thought for a long time and finally gave up.    

    

Because he had never studied the history of the Huaxia boxing.    

    

"I don't know."    

    

Kang Xianglong lowered his head. His confidence in history had been completely crushed. What terrified him even more was that slap.    

    

If he slapped himself in front of so many classmates, he might not have the face to face all his classmates from now on.    

    

No one paid attention to the defeated Kang Xianglong, because he only had himself to blame. If he hadn't constantly ridiculed Ye Chen, he wouldn't have ended up like this.    

    

"Ye Chen, don't you know the answer?"    

    

Everyone asked curiously.    

    

Ye Chen shrugged. "There are too many answers. Go and search for them yourselves! Otherwise, I can say it till tomorrow morning. "    

    

"Kang Xianglong, please start your performance!" Ye Chen reached out his hand to signal Kang Xianglong to start slapping himself.    

    

But he hesitated, as if he did not want to do it at all.    

    

"Ye Chen, can you give me some face so that I won't carry out the bet? I can give you money." Kang Xianglong really didn't want to slap himself.    

    

"Do you think I lack money?" Ye Chen refused.    

    

Seeing Ye Chen refuse, Kang Xianglong gritted his teeth. A flash of hatred and determination appeared in his eyes.    

    

"Alright, that's it."    

    

A loud sound was heard.    

    

A palm print instantly appeared on Kang Xianglong's face.    

    

In just a few minutes, he had already received three slaps.    

    

His face was swollen.    

    

At this time, Ye Chen said faintly, "I don't know if you are really stupid or fake. You slapped yourself so hard. Do you have a grudge with yourself?"    

    

"Who knows? Maybe his face is itching!" Dong Yanghua agreed.    

    

Kang Xianglong was very angry, but he also secretly regretted slapping himself so hard just now.    

    

It was all Ye Chen's fault.    

    

If it wasn't for him angering me, how could I lose my rationality?    

    

Just as they were about to start class, history teacher Zhou Yang walked in from the door and saw Kang Xianglong's swollen face. He was very curious.    

    

"Kang Xianglong, what happened to you?"    

    

Kang Xianglong smiled bitterly. He did not have the courage to tell the truth. He made up a story and said, "I am motivating myself, because I have a question that I do not know how to answer!"    

    

"What question? I'll answer it for you."    

    

Teacher Zhou Yang felt a little heartache for his student. After all, Kang Xianglong was the top student in the class, so the school had to focus on training him.    

    

Other than that, there were not many students who were as strict with themselves as Kang Xianglong. He had to teach him well.    

    

"Teacher Zhou Yang, I want to know about the history of boxing!" Tears flashed in the corners of Kang Xianglong's eyes as he said pitifully.    

    

Professor Zhou Yang thought for a while and said, "Kang Xianglong, you should continue to work hard when you know your shortcomings. I will not disturb you for now."    

    

Kang Xianglong returned to his seat as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. The red palm print was like a brand that couldn't be erased. He sat on his seat and felt countless fiery and mocking gazes looking at him.    

    

Kang Xianglong had lost his face, so he couldn't blame anyone else.    

    

At this time, Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Jianghai University is about to send students to participate in the national history competition. Our class will send Ye Chen, Dong Yanghua, and Kang Xianglong to participate. Does anyone have any objections?"    

    

Dong Yanghua and Kang Xianglong agreed.    

    

After all, this was a very important competition in history.    

    

If he could get a position, his future would be limitless, and he might even become a national researcher in the future.    

    

However, Ye Chen frowned.    

    

Because the prize for the competition was not important to him. He felt that it was just a waste of time.    

    

"Teacher, I am not going. I'll give the spot to someone else." Ye Chen's faint voice entered everyone's ears.    

    

Zhou Yang was originally still immersed in his fantasy. After all, he had the final say in this quota. This quota was a very good opportunity for every student.    

    

Who would reject such a good opportunity?    

    


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