Chapter 151: Iron Fist Hwarang (Third) (1/2)

Chapter 151: Iron Fist Hwarang (Third)

The students of Beijing University had all an inherent sense of pride in them. This much Wang Chao was able to tell after walking onto the campus.

Even when he was with Cao Jingjing, the speech of every single student here had the slightest tidbit of that arrogant feeling to it, having bred this due to their everyday life.

But when he had said his own place of education, Wang Chao could just barely sense the small hint of arrogance slip away without a trace from the girl besides Cao Jingjing and the male instructor.

There had been no other choice. The Central Party School was the equivalent to the Whampoa Harbor during the times of the Republic of China. In that era, few would undergo their studies there to become an official, or to become an even more important official. It was far more prestigious than being some random university student. Even though Beijing University was a brand name, they were like dogs scrounging for the chicken bones in comparison.

“Haha, congratulations. My old classmate, you’ve struck rich and gained some status for yourself.”

Cao Jingjing’s beautiful but dynamic face had flashed with some embarrassment before immediately disappearing without a second trace afterwards.

This too, had been caught by Wang Chao, who then smiled. Cao Jingjing had always been extremely strong-minded and proud as a class president. His grades was an entire world behind from hers in the past, but now he was worlds ahead of her in terms of situation. It was only natural that she felt a bit shaken, as it was human nature to feel such.

“I only heard from my dad that you earned a lot of money from your business before serving as a soldier for several years in the army. I didn’t think that you’d get by so well though.”

Cao Jingjing tossed several of her out of placed hairs behind her, allowing for her body fragrance to waft on over. As a result, Wang Chao had felt a blast of her prime and exuberant youthful aura.

“My old classmate, you used to practice martial arts and compete with my dad. How much did you improve since then? I’m a black belt in Taekwondo now. How about it, do you want to try me?”

Cao Jingjing snapped her fingers and wiggled her eyebrows as she changed the subject to one she knew Wang Chao was interested in.

“Fine with me.” Wang Chao laughed before looking around himself. He had noticed then that many students had begun to look this way and close in around the two.

Wang Chao had enjoyed the atmosphere of this university, with the youthful aura that was brimming everywhere. It was unlike the bloodthirsty and ferocious atmosphere of the stage in the Jianghu.

After spending so much time in the bullet hell that was the Jianghu, he felt extremely at peace here on campus, similar to the baptizing light of the moon.

“Prepare yourself, my old classmate!” Cao Jingjing spoke seriously as she got into a competitive mood. Pulling them both away from the crowd, she then brought both arms up in a posture that would protect her center. It was a very standard form that exuded grace.

“Our senior is going to fight that guy!”

“I wonder how badly that guy’s going to get after our sis kicks him.”

“Yea, sis Cao is already a second-dan black belt as well.”

Cao Jingjing was clearly well known on her campus. As soon as she got into a ready position, many eyes had been attracted to her before the students gathered around them..

As soon as the male instructor heard Cao Jingjing mentioned that Wang Chao had studied martial arts, his eyes glistened for a moment before quickly sizing him up around the hands, elbow, and shoulder joints.

But the skin around Wang Chao’s joints and hands were smooth and glossy without any scarring, causing the instructor to feel slightly confused.

Exhaling, Cao Jingjing suddenly bent at the knee before lashing out with her right leg like a whip. Her leg was already at her shoulder level as it arced towards Wang Chao’s chest without mercy.

A leg whip with a speed that was both fast and clean.

“En, not bad leg strength.”

Wang Chao nodded his head in approval, but his legs did not make a move. He had merely moved his hands to adopt a form from Taichi, the most ordinary form of the “Fair Lady Works the Shuttles”. With a simple push as if swatting away a fly, he had immediately brushed away Cao Jingjing’s leg whip.

Her leg stuck to his arm as it moved, and followed his movements.

Just like watching the films about Taichi, Cao Jingjing’s leg which was capable of snapping several boards in half had been forced by this sweeping movement to lose her balance. Spinning around in a haphazard circle, Cao Jingjing had managed to finally stabilize herself with difficulty.

“Four ounces can repel a thousand pounds!” Many of the audience had seen how easily Wang Chao had brushed away Cao Jingjing before sending her for a loop and gasped.

“It seems that the Taichi concept of this has been engrained in the minds of many. There’s a few that know the genuinity of the Pounding hammer.” Wang Chao’s ears had trembled.

Cao Jingjing had stopped her rotation without resignation and cried out loud. Rotating her body again, she flew high into the sky with both legs outstretched like the blades to a scissor. With a stab and a twist, she struck out at Wang Chao’s neck.

Wang Chao pushed the leg aside once more, causing Cao Jingjing to come to a halt from the sky and falling to the ground where she was forced to spin around again. Her face had grown red and her breathing labored. Her eyes had grown slightly delirious– a clear sign of her brain growing dizzy.

“That’s enough, Jingjing. Fighting should not be done this way. One may kick high in practice, but in actual combat, never attempt at a high kick!” When the instructor saw Wang Chao push and brush away Cao Jingjing with his hands, his face had grown heavy. When seeing that Cao Jingjing had still wanted to continue, the instructor moved to stop her. Walking forward, he looked to Wang Chao and asked, “Dear student, do you mind comparing with me?”

“And you are?” Wang Chao looked to the instructor with interest. After hearing him speak, Wang Chao knew that this man was adept to fighting. The Taekwondo style of rotating the body and kicking up high was a way to hone the body and improve flexibility. But it was completely different to actual fighting.

But almost 99% of people that practiced Taekwondo would rather substitute the practicing methods of Taekwondo to be a fighting method. To use it as such against the ordinary person was fine, but against a practitioner, their center of gravity would easily be disturbed before being struck down just as quickly.

When the instructor had spoken that secret, he was clearly shown to be a person who understood the principles of fighting. He was not one that would mistake the practicing methods of Taekwondo to be for the fighting methods.

“I am Lee Dongwen, an alumni of Beijing University and student under the tutelage of Korea’s ninth-dan Choi Jang Baek. Please advise me well.” Lee Dongwen had looked rather unwell when he saw Cao Jingjing spun twice around by Wang Chao and had challenged him in her stead.

“Ah, so you’re the student of the Korean master, ‘Iron Fist Hwarang’, Choi Jang Baek.”

Wang Chao smiled and nodded, “Choi Jang Baek renounced the flowery style of movements borne for the sake of performance and exercise to study the fighting methods of combat. For his studies, he is a known figure in the world of martial arts. If you are his disciple, then how much do you know of true combat? I won’t be a bully, so why don’t I use one hand and stay where I stand? If you can force me to move, it’ll be my loss.”