Netizens were baffled. They had been using the internet for so long now and had never co across soone as real as Zhang Beixing.
You say you’re going to practice martial arts, and you actually do it?
This...
"You’re not gonna tell you already knew how to do this and you’ve just been playing dumb with us, right?"
"I wouldn’t rule out the possibility. Damn it, you fight so well, and you’re telling this is the result of seven and a half days’ work? Do you even hear yourself?"
"Although the strear is great at fighting, let ask you, where are your ganking skills in this round? If you can’t explain that, my assessnt is that you need more practice."
"Fake moves! The strear’s boxing style is obviously all fake. Even if he hit , and I died and got nailed into a coffin, I would still use my rotting voice to say: Fake moves!"
"6, all soft everywhere except for your hard mouth. Even after death, the mouth goes on, passing down through three generations, eh?"
"I admit, strear, you’ve got sothing, but if, just if I had a Type 95 Made-in-China in my hands, do you have any idea how I would lose?"
"Though the strear’s boxing techniques are quite impressive, it feels like sothing’s missing; it’s as if you’ve got the form but without the substance."
"Right, the first ti watching the video, it felt quite impressive, but after a few more views, it’s clear that the strear doesn’t have enough power. The punches don’t seem as powerful as they look. I suggest you beef up your training."
"Speaking of training, I suddenly rember. Didn’t the strear say that ordinary training doesn’t work for him anymore and wonder what’s up with that? It’s simple. If ordinary training doesn’t work, then go for the extraordinary. For example, with weighted training, carry fifty pounds every day and run ten kiloters. Or, do a thousand push-ups and a thousand pull-ups with that weight. The effects would be outstanding!"
"My man, are you giving the strear advice, or trying to kill him? Carrying fifty pounds, do you even understand what that entails? What, are you suggesting he trains for the Eight Inner Gates? I recomnd adding thirty minutes of weighted plank holds; that’s how you get the best results!"
"Impressive. We’re used to seeing living Bodhisattvas, but today is the first ti I’ve encountered a living King Yan, and not just one but two of them!"
"......"
The comnt section was bustling with activity. While so were still ssing around and making s, at least there were so who were starting to give Zhang Beixing so advice. It’s just that this advice...
[Advice detected. The advice has been recorded.]
[Advice: Weighted running, difficulty C, carry fifty pounds, earn 1 Ability Point for every ten kiloters run.]
[Advice: Weighted push-ups, difficulty C, carry fifty pounds, earn 1 Ability Point for every thousand push-ups completed.]
[Advice: Weighted pull-ups, difficulty C, carry fifty pounds, earn 1 Ability Point for every thousand pull-ups completed.]
[Advice: Weighted plank hold, difficulty A, carry fifty pounds, keep it up for thirty minutes straight, earn 3 Ability Points.]
Silence. Silence is tonight’s Cambridge.
Looking at the four pieces of advice collected by the System, Zhang Beixing felt an urge to punch soone! What kind of ridiculous advice was this? Carrying fifty pounds, running ten kiloters, a thousand push-ups, a thousand pull-ups, and on top of that, a thirty-minute plank hold? Are you trying to kill him directly?
His body had just begun to beco healthy, and you’re assigning him this level of intensity. This is nuts.
"I’m really done with you bunch of trolls!"
Zhang Beixing suddenly regretted asking for advice online. Wouldn’t it be better to ask for advice in real life? Although the advice received in reality might not be as difficult as that found online, and the rewards might not be as abundant, at least it wouldn’t make soone black out just by looking at it.
Zhang Beixing felt utterly exasperated as he continued scrolling through the comnts, hoping to find a piece of relatively reliable advice. However, he didn’t find any suggestions. Instead, he ca across a comnt that was a bit off-putting.
Not a Fan of Cilantro: "Just a passerby speaking the truth. I feel like the strear’s boxing technique is flashy but impractical, not as effective in real combat as Karate!"
Zhang Beixing: "???"
Seeing this comnt, Zhang Beixing’s finger, which had been scrolling up, suddenly paused. What the hell? His Yue Family Boxing is not as good as Karate?
Out of confusion, Zhang Beixing typed and left a comnt, "What kind of baffling human statent is this?"
Unexpectedly, the other party quickly replied, "To correct you, what I said is not a baffling human statent; it is a fact. Karate is a martial art with a five-hundred-year history. It’s ranked second among the world’s six major martial arts and has outstanding combat capabilities. So of its key techniques are commonly used in various fighting competitions. But Martial Arts, despite its long history, has not entered the ranking of the world’s six major martial arts. So, is there anything wrong with saying that Martial Arts is not as practical as Karate?"
Zhang Beixing didn’t say a thing, only responding with a simple "?". But it expressed all he was feeling right now.
Where did this idiot co from? Zhang Beixing muttered. Just because Martial Arts is not listed in the so-called six major martial arts, they conclude that Chinese Martial Arts is not as good as Karate? So, before the word ’shit’ was invented, people weren’t shitting in the toilets but preparing your al instead?
Zhang Beixing thought ’Not a Fan of Cilantro’ must have so issues in their head, so he decided not to engage with him anymore. However, when Zhang Beixing ignored him, ’Not a Fan of Cilantro’ beca even more persistent, inquiring, "Why are you sending question marks? Is what I’m saying wrong? Martial Arts is not as good as Karate, that’s a fact!"
Zhang Beixing: "Ah yes, yes, yes."
Not a Fan of Cilantro: "If you don’t believe it, you can look it up online yourself; there are records and information available on the internet."
Zhang Beixing: "Ah yes, yes, yes."
Not a Fan of Cilantro: "No, I’m trying to explain this to you in good faith! Why do you keep replying ’Ah yes, yes, yes’ to everything? Are you done yet?"
Seeing the other party’s typos and their increasingly agitated deanor, not just Zhang Beixing, even the onlookers enjoying the drama online could tell that ’Not a Fan of Cilantro’ was getting flustered. As onlookers who loved to see a good show and weren’t afraid of trouble, seeing soone getting agitated, how could they not add fuel to the fire? Thus, they all comnted below, saying things like the strear looked down upon him, disregarded Karate, and so on. Suddenly, ’Not a Fan of Cilantro’ exploded.
He ssaged Zhang Beixing directly and went head-to-head with him, righteously demanding an apology from Zhang Beixing. But unfortunately, he had picked the wrong adversary. As soone who had reincarnated from the future, Zhang Beixing might not excel in many things, but when it ca to ssing with people’s mindsets, he was second to none.
So much so that within less than ten minutes of bantering—
BANG!
Inside the Shi University Karate Club, following a loud noise, a brand-new iPhone was smashed onto the floor. New cracks appeared across the screen.
Chen Rourou’s fair face had turned red with anger. Tears were swirling in her eyes.
Seeing her like this, the other club mbers were shocked and rushed over to comfort her, inquiring what exactly had happened to make her so angry. Chen Rourou pursed her lips and did not speak.
She simply borrowed a phone from her best friend, logged onto her own Douyin account, found the ID ’Single Guy of Good Quality from Shishi/185/18’, and typed furiously, "Are you even a man? Have the guts to stop hiding behind your phone. I’ve checked your IP address; we’re both in Shishi. Let’s et in real life for a fight. Dare to co and have a match with !"
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