"Why are these guys causing trouble out of nowhere? Do they have nothing better to do?"

"Of course not." Glasses Brother replied indignantly, "This bunch of trash is studying in our Huaxia, but that's not their real purpose. They want to spread their Taekwondo, and the presence of traditional martial arts clubs naturally obstructs their plans."

"Heh, quite ambitious!" Luo Chao heard and smiled, "Isn't this some kind of cultural invasion?"

"Damn it, I can't stand Koreans the most. Confucius is theirs, Zhang Zhongjing is theirs, Tai Chi is theirs... damn, why don't they just say all of Huaxia belongs to them too?" Glasses Brother's face turned red with fury. You couldn't tell he was such an angry youth.

"And those infatuated girls just stick to them like idiots, it's so damn stupid..."

Luo Chao had heard about these things before and had been angry too. But later, he figured it out. No matter how loudly these idiots shout their slogans, it doesn't matter. They don't dare make a move on Huaxia, and the country isn't without its countermeasures. He once executed a mission to assassinate high-ranking Korean figures, and it was more satisfying than any verbal battles online.

"Damn it, these bastards have this plan in mind after all." Glasses Brother suddenly exclaimed, becoming even angrier, "So damn shameless, don't stop me, let me deal with him."

With that, he acted as if he was going to climb down the tree. After hesitating for a while and seeing Luo Chao not coming to pull him back, he turned awkwardly, "Ahem~~ It's a bit high, maybe next time... next time I'll go and teach them a lesson."

Luo Chao rolled his eyes, knowing it was all talk. With his small build, going over would just be asking for trouble; even one person could easily take him down.

Ignoring his antics, Luo Chao continued to observe the situation inside.

"No way, we can compete, but I absolutely won't let you take over this venue." Xi Mengxuan suppressed her anger forcefully, speaking in a low voice. She was tired of these Koreans coming over to cause trouble every few days, especially Park Young-joon, who not only had ulterior motives towards her but also plotted to take over the venue this time.

This was unacceptable. Without the venue, how could Huaxia's traditional martial arts be promoted and carried forward?

"What's the matter, isn't Huaxia hailed as the birthplace of all martial arts? Can't handle even a small challenge? How disappointing." Although Korean, Park Young-joon spoke fluent Huaxia.

"Is it all just boasting without real skill?"

Xi Mengxuan was speechless, seething with anger. This was clearly a provocation, yet she was powerless. Huaxia's traditional martial arts emphasize foundation; without years of honing, the effects aren't apparent. Unlike Taekwondo, Karate, these combat arts can develop some combat capabilities after a short period of practice.

"Is Xiaotian coming soon?" she quietly asked a pretty girl behind her.

Shangguan Tiantian had just joined the Martial Arts Club as a freshman this year. He was one of the few male members and, at just eighteen, had been practicing martial arts since childhood. His family's Eight Trigrams Palm skills were exceptionally sharp, and he was even stronger than the club president Xi Mengxuan.

Park Young-joon, with his Black Belt Eighth Rank, was very strong. Although Xi Mengxuan wanted to take the stage, her skills weren't enough. If she just handed over the dojo for no reason, it would be better for Xiaotian to come and compete for victory.

"He should be coming soon! I heard he went to flirt with girls today; what a critical moment to drop the ball. Isn't he satisfied with all the pretty girls in the club?" the pretty girl responded, blurting out such bold words in her urgency, showing her usual carefree personality.

"Give him another call to hurry him up; it's getting late." Xi Mengxuan was anxious, knowing they were forced to a cliff this time. If they avoided the battle, these people would surely spread the word that Huaxia martial arts didn't dare stand against Taekwondo, just a hollow reputation. By then, it would be hard to recruit anyone, and the entire martial arts realm would be ashamed.

"Just wait a moment." She spoke up, trying to buy some time.

The Korean side immediately started jeering, using their broken Huaxia to challenge. Their eyes kept sizing up the female members on Xi Mengxuan's side, with lecherous looks clearly intending to bully the group of women.

Park Young-joon gestured for his people to be quiet, then spoke, "Mengxuan, I'll give you another ten minutes. But if you don't show up by then, you have to admit defeat, acknowledge that Huaxia martial arts are inferior to our Taekwondo, and hand over the dojo."

"Damn it." Glasses Brother couldn't stay calm anymore, cursing, "That's just bullying..."

"What can you do; it's just inferior skills. If they were really capable, they wouldn't have shit and piss dumped over their heads." Luo Chao said with a laugh.

"Hey... are you even Huaxia? How can you take their side?" Glasses Brother angrily glared at Luo Chao, his usually small eyes blown wide open.

"I'm not taking their side; I'm just stating the facts." Luo Chao said calmly, not looking at him, "If you form a club without real skills, it's just making a laughingstock."

Glasses Brother was speechless, muttering and feebly saying, "Doesn't mean you should boost their morale..." His strong sense of national identity made him say this, though he somewhat agreed with Luo Chao.

Luo Chao smiled, patting his shoulder, "Don't worry, these guys are just clowns. There will be someone to deal with them. You should know, there are masters among the people; maybe you're sitting next to a martial arts master."

"Get out... " Glasses Brother didn't believe it at all.

Seeing this, Luo Chao said no more, calmly observing the situation.

As time passed by the second, Xi Mengxuan's face grew more anxious. She started getting restless, frequently turning back to ask the girl behind her.

Soon, the ten minutes were up. Park Young-joon wore a bright smile on his face. He knew this venue was about to become his, and even the stunning woman before him wouldn't escape his grasp.

"So, Mengxuan, have you made up your mind?" Park Young-joon asked with a smile. He had to admit, his appearance was quite charming, immediately causing a group of air-headed girls to scream and shout, "So handsome... " "I like you... "

Public declarations of love.

This made all the boys present even angrier. Why is it that a foreigner doing bad things gets so much support from the girls? It's so damn unfair.

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