Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 117 Targeted Training

On a summer night, the air is filled with a sweltering heat.

The streets are lined with lively and bustling barbecue stalls.

Since the rise of barbecue and hot pot, it has become rare to find other types of restaurants on the streets.

Cuisine like Sichuan and Cantonese is rarely seen.

You can only see them in some shopping malls or high-end restaurants.

He's already tired of the barbecue that's always served at school gatherings.

So this time, Zhao Rui picked a well-reviewed Cantonese restaurant on his phone as the place for their evening dinner.

Having arrived at the shop ahead of time, Zhao Rui drank some tea for a while before Yang Fan arrived with his new girlfriend.

It's definitely new; the one from last winter break wasn't a martial arts student.

"Haha, Zhao Rui, long time no see!"

Upon seeing Zhao Rui, Yang Fan immediately gave him a big hug.

"Let me introduce you. This is Tian Lili, my girlfriend. This is my good buddy Zhao Rui, a top student at Dongqi University."

Yang Fan proudly introduced the two parties.

Zhao Rui smiled and nodded at the other person, then invited them to sit down.

The girl was quite good-looking, scoring seven or eight out of ten in terms of appearance, but she had a touch of heroism in her eyes.

"Brother Rui, you don't know, I told Lily that my good buddy is an eighth-level martial artist, and she didn't believe me. Now she believes me, right?"

Yang Fan turned to Tian Lili with a smug look and said.

"Yang Fan said you took leave from the provincial martial arts training center? How many rounds of the competition have passed?"

Tian Lili ignored Yang Fan and instead looked at Zhao Rui, asking him a question.

"I didn't participate in the competition; I went with the team."

Zhao Rui replied.

"Oh!"

Tian Lili smiled meaningfully. Since he wasn't going to a competition, then his claim of being an eighth-level martial artist was a bit exaggerated.

It's highly likely to be level six or seven. Yang Fan is a braggart, so he's probably exaggerating.

"My brother is amazing, he's the absolute king of our class now, the last time our class had a get-together..."

Yang Fan was trying hard to flatter Zhao Rui, not to make Zhao Rui famous, but to lay the foundation for her man's lower status.

I definitely can't beat them by myself, so I can only rely on my brothers to back me up.

Zhao Rui was speechless as he listened to him showing off. He quickly interrupted him and said, "Let's order quickly. See what you like to eat."

"If you're treating, I won't hold back!"

Yang Fan chuckled, turned around, and took the menu to order food with Tian Lili.

"You like this, so order this!"

“This one too.”

Yang Fan ordered a list of dishes, most of which were Tian Lili's favorites. Zhao Rui was astonished by his expression.

He's been beaten into submission, hasn't he?
After ordering the food, it was served shortly. The three of them ate and chatted, with Yang Fan doing most of the talking.

Tian Lili's attitude was not enthusiastic, and she even seemed very impatient with Yang Fan.

She often frowned and glared at him.

This made Zhao Rui secretly wonder how the two of them met.

With Tian Lili joining us, the meal was not very enjoyable.

Zhao Rui was too lazy to deal with it.

A friend's girlfriend might not be someone he can get along with; she might even be the one who ends his relationship.

After a quick meal, Zhao Rui was about to say goodbye and leave when Yang Fan said, "Lily, you drive back to the hotel first. Rui and I will sit for a while longer. We haven't seen each other in a long time."

Upon hearing his words, Tian Lili frowned, but didn't say anything more. She turned around, grabbed her car keys, and left.

Once she left, Yang Fan let out a long sigh and slumped down on the steps at the restaurant entrance.

"Finally, I don't have to see her face anymore."

"What's going on with you two?"

Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"How would I know! It was just that we got together with some classmates and had a few drinks, and somehow we ended up in bed together."

"That woman's really fierce. She kept accusing me of something, and then she beat me up pretty badly..."

Zhao Rui was speechless upon hearing this.

"What happened next?"

"Later, she became obsessed with me, saying that she didn't like me and hated me, but once she slept with me, she wouldn't allow me to have any other women."

"Don't you think she's crazy?!"

"I can't beat them in a fight, and I'm in the wrong. I thought that if we spent some time together, things would be alright."

"And look at you, it's been almost half a year, and you're still in the same state!"

"I'm not saying anything more, let's go have some fun. I'm so suffocated by her cold face all the time, I feel like throwing up."

"You really are..."

Zhao Rui had just said one sentence when Yang Fan pushed him out.

"We're counting on you to be our shield. She can't beat you, so she probably won't dare to cause you trouble!"

With that, the two hailed a taxi at the entrance and headed to Xiaoyao Pavilion.

If you're going to go somewhere, you have to go somewhere nice.

It still boasts a magnificent facade, concealing a hidden world of luxury!

It's been a year since I last came here to broaden my horizons.

This time, they were received by a different woman, a bit older, but even more alluring, exuding seductive charm with every move she made.

"I'll go to the third floor, you go ahead?"

"You go ahead, I'll just wash my feet!"

Zhao Rui decisively rejected Yang Fan's suggestion.

This guy has had several girlfriends already, and he's having a lot of fun now.

He wasn't interested in that. If he wanted to find a woman, why would he choose these washed-up beauties here? Weren't the ones at school better?
"Okay, I'll come find you in a bit!"

Yang Fan responded and, led by the flirtatious woman, went upstairs.

Zhao Rui shook his head and smiled, then turned and walked towards the foot massage area.

Along the way, many security personnel walked past me.

He couldn't tell before because his skill level was too low, but now he can tell at a glance whether these people are at least at level four.

The leaders were even level six or seven martial artists. Their strength was truly formidable!

"Sir, please come this way!"

Upon entering the foot massage area, a waiter led him to a private room.

A short while later, a woman with a slender figure walked in carrying a small leather suitcase.

"Brother, you're so handsome!"

The visitor was quite the conversationalist; he immediately began praising Zhao Rui.

"you are beautiful too!"

Zhao Rui smiled.

The woman quickly began to serve him according to the foot-washing procedure.

Zhao Rui casually asked, "Has your boss changed?"

"No, I've been here for several years, and I've always had the same boss."

"Do people still frequently come to cause trouble?"

"Brother, you must have been gone for a long time. There's no trouble these days; our boss has already taken care of everything."

The woman said this while massaging his feet.

Zhao Rui nodded, it seemed that the matter from last time had been resolved satisfactorily.

I wonder where "Fire Cloud Evil God" is now?
How does my strength compare to his?

Just as he was lost in thought, his phone rang.

It was Yang Fan who called.

Zhao Rui's heart skipped a beat. Could something have happened?

I'm cursed with bad luck; I hope he doesn't cause any more trouble.

"Which room are you in? I'll come find you!"

After hearing Yang Fan's words, Zhao Rui breathed a sigh of relief, gave the room number, and hung up the phone.

A short while later, Yang Fan walked in looking dejected.

"what happened?"

"Ugh, I feel like I'm developing a psychological trauma from her. How can I get rid of her?"

Yang Fan slumped onto the sofa, looking dejected.

"I can't help you with matters of the heart. At most, I can take you in when you're desperate!"

"Sigh, we'll see!"

Yang Fan sighed, waved to a waiter, and added a technician to the service.

The two stayed in the store until around midnight before taking a taxi back to their respective homes.

The days off flew by.

Zhao Rui stayed at home for less than five days before returning to the martial arts training base.

The competition had now entered its third round, and more and more people were being eliminated.

Basically, all the contestants from vocational colleges have been eliminated.

No dark horse emerged this year.

The remaining people, besides those Zhao Rui had met from Dongyi University of Arts and Sports and Ocean University, included some unfamiliar faces from other established universities.

These people are just as capable as those three universities.

However, the number of people is relatively small.

Unlike the three schools at the University of Tokyo, which were able to retain most of their players, these schools only had two or three players left at most.

"Go for it, Qin Rui!"

In the stands, Li Xinran waved her arms and cheered loudly for Qin Rui.

She came all the way from home specifically to watch Qin Rui's match.

The opponent in this match is a level nine martial artist.

She was a level above Qin Rui.

Before the match, Zhao Rui encouraged her for a long time and carefully analyzed the contestant's martial arts characteristics and fighting style.

They even simulated the opponent's martial arts and gave Qin Rui special offensive and defensive training.

This person's martial arts are already in Zhao Rui's skill set; he learned them from Luo Yongxiang, specifically the Great Compassion Hand.

With Zhao Rui's prior training, Qin Rui felt much more relaxed.

Upon entering the arena, she feigned weakness and used the defensive capabilities of the Prajna Palm to tighten her defense.

Although they had rehearsed it beforehand, Zhao Rui still felt a pang of anxiety when he saw Qin Rui being passively attacked.

They were afraid she wouldn't be able to withstand the opponent's attacks and would be defeated prematurely.

Fortunately, although Qin Rui was weak, she was resilient and endured several blows.

After searching for a point where Zhao Rui's Great Compassion Palm technique had previously shown a pause, Qin Rui instantly launched a counterattack.

The finger technique of picking flowers was used to its fullest extent. This set of finger techniques is inherently fierce and the movements are graceful.

Catch the opponent off guard, attack their vital points, and make sure every move targets the opponent's key acupoints.

The other party was originally confident of victory and even imagined Qin Rui, this delicate girl, surrendering in front of them.

Unexpectedly, in just a moment, the opponent's attack was like a waterfall, cascading down for miles, leaving no room for maneuver.

The relentless attacks left him flustered and overwhelmed.

Just as he was preparing to take a couple of hits and use his profound skills to counterattack and regain the initiative.

As if his opponent had anticipated his moves, the opponent shifted his footwork and instantly dodged his counterattack, circling behind him.

He swiftly reached out and pressed on the acupoints on his back.

"Qin Ruisheng from Dongqi University!"

With a cheer from the referee, the students from Dongqi University jumped up and rushed towards the ring.

The reason everyone is so excited is because this match was a pure underdog victory.

Qin Rui did it.

They managed to take an extra step forward.

The next match will be the top 100 to the top 50.

"Hey kid, what kind of special training did you give her?"

On the coach's bench, Wang Zhanshan asked Zhao Rui, who stood calmly to the side, as if he had expected this.

"It's nothing, just some targeted training!"

A happy smile appeared on Zhao Rui's lips.

(End of this chapter)