Ultimate Powerful Young Man

The next morning, the second highlight of the whole exchange meeting, taekwondo competition, was held in the gymnasium of Guangdong Hong Kong University.

Before coming to Guangdong Hong Kong University, she was informed that all schools would send 10 players to participate in Taekwondo competition, so Ding Waner came to the stadium with the whole exchange team of InBev university to cheer up for her participating students.

Their own students are hobbies. Except that two of them have got the red belt, others are only at the same level as the blue belt, and even two are green belts. For such a team, Ding Waner never thought of getting any results. The only requirement is that the loser is not too ugly. There is no way, There are not many people who can do Taekwondo in the school. Those with a little level have come.

Leng Mei and Lin Feng also know the strength of their team. They come to watch the game with a relaxed look. Basically, they think the same as Ding Waner. Just try your best. Don't lose too ugly.

Ding Waner drew lots and happened to draw a Taekwondo team that is said to be very famous in Guangdong and Hong Kong, because their coach is Wang Meng, a master of nine sections of the black belt! Seeing the result of the lottery, Ding Waner felt very speechless. Why did she just recite it like this? It's good to draw an ordinary opponent. It's good to draw the most powerful team. It seems that she can't lose badly this time.

"Ding wench, what's the matter?" Seeing Ding Waner's face was very bad, Lengmei immediately asked. She didn't know what was going on and let Ding Waner look like this.

"Hey, we drew the strongest opponent." Ding Waner shook her head and said to Lengmei that she was worried. Lin Feng had played such a good game yesterday. If she lost badly today, she would be scribbled by those journalists in Guangdong and Hong Kong. Who doesn't know that the journalists in Guangdong and Hong Kong are super powerful. In that case, the reputation of InBev university doesn't know what it will become. Now there is only one hope, Just don't lose too badly.

"Well? How powerful?" Leng Mei is surprised that this Taekwondo project can only be participated by students. Then everyone is not too bad. How can it be powerful?

"Their coach is a master of the nine paragraphs of the black belt! Do you think it's powerful?" Ding Waner is very helpless to say what she knows. There is a team headed by teacher Jiuduan of the black belt. Isn't it powerful! How can I arrange this meeting? I can't let my team lose too ugly.

"There's no way. It's no use worrying again." Leng Mei is also very helpless when she hears Ding Waner say this. She can only persuade Ding Waner not to get angry. No one can do anything about such a thing. The Taekwondo Association in our school, even a coach, is only a black belt. How can she compare with others? There is no comparability at all. Things can only be what they should be at this stage.

"It's no use worrying now. It's better to calm down and have a good look at the game." Lin Feng saw Ding Waner's face was very bad, and heard her talk with Lengmei. He knew that the opponent in today's game was a strong team, and the strength of his team was there. It's no use being anxious now.

"Hey... That's the only way." Although Ding Waner is very unwilling, she also knows that Lengmei and Lin Feng are right. Her strength is like that. It's no use worrying about her. Everyone knows the truth, but she is the principal of the school. She has to consider the reputation of the school

In the first game, InBev failed.

In the second game, InBev failed.

In the third game, InBev won.

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There are ten competitions in total. Now eight competitions have been finished, and there are still two competitions left. InBev university has only won two of the first eight competitions. The two red belt students played well and got the two games. Ding Waner can't stand the result. Although she has clearly seen it, these students have really tried their best, The strength is really not as strong as the opposite, but the gap is still a little big.

Leng Mei was also very helpless when she saw the game like this. Her strength on this side was really much worse than that on the other side. There was no possibility of winning at all. She was sure to lose the next two games, so she could only sigh.

After watching the previous eight games, Lin Feng still had no response, but he was thinking about a problem in his head. Why did these students tend to be fierce in Taekwondo and despise routines and moves, which seemed to have a certain connection with capture and fighting?

Wang Meng saw that his team had lost two of the first eight games, and it was because his students were afraid of each other. He was so angry that he almost didn't rush up and kick them. Such a rubbish opponent can also lose. Are you still Wang Meng's students? I'm ashamed to say it!

"You two, say! Why did you lose today?" Wang Meng stared at the two students who lost the competition, which made the two students feel fluffy, and shouted at the two students very loudly.

"Coach, we..." when the two students saw the coach's fierce and cannibal eyes, they immediately forgot the words behind them. Among the Taekwondo students, no one is not afraid of this fierce coach, but other coaches do have fierce capital. What's the concept of black belt nine? There are only a few people of this level in a country, It's a great honor to be a coach for yourself!

But today I actually lost the game. I don't blame the coach for being angry. It's strange that I lost the game that could win because of my timidity. At that time, I didn't know what happened. Anyway, I was stunned. I was already lying on the ground.

"What are you? What excuse do you want to make when you lose the game? Forget what I told you? I really want to kick you! Let you have a long memory." Wang Meng taught his students that he can't tolerate his students to make excuses when they lose the game. Losing is losing and winning is winning. If he always makes excuses for himself, How many times have I died on the battlefield! I have told my students more than once never to make excuses, but why can't they remember!

"It's really not our fault..." the two students are completely speechless now. There is no doubt that their skills are very good, but just now they are inexplicably distracted, which led to the mistakes in these two games.

"It's not your fault. It's who's fault. The people opposite are so weak. You can lose the game. What else can you do?" Wang Meng was even more angry when he heard that his students actually opened their mouth to find a reason. Such a bad opponent could lose. Fortunately, what reason and excuse are you looking for?

"Coach..." the two people saw that the coach was so angry and dared not speak any more. They just stood there honestly and were scolded by Wang Meng. Although 10000 people were not convinced, the coach was angry. It was absolutely unreasonable to speak at this time.

"It's just an ordinary game. You can lose even such a bad opponent. You have to find reasons for yourself. Find reasons now and don't reflect on your mistakes. What will you do if you encounter a real battle in the future? Continue to find reasons to surrender and admit defeat? Stand aside for me! Don't blame me for being rude again." Wang Meng is very angry now, The Taekwondo team I brought is basically the most famous and best in Guangdong and Hong Kong. I thought it could achieve full popularity. Now the full popularity is gone. Instead, the other party won two games. Such a gap is a little too big!

Moreover, the level of the people opposite is really too bad. If the level is high, I won't say anything. They can win two games with such a bad level. Do you think I can be a coach and let others see how to laugh at my black belt nine paragraph coach and how to bring my apprentice?

"And you two who don't have a game, pay attention to me. I'll win everything in the remaining two games! Just the garbage player opposite. If you lose to me again, don't blame me for being rude!" Wang MengYue wants to be more and more angry. My apprentice is the best apprentice in Guangdong and Hong Kong. What is the level of those students opposite? It's a group of garbage. According to reason, they should never have lost in such a game, but now they have lost two games to such a garbage opponent. Can you not be angry! I really don't know what they think of me. I'll go back and clean them up later, but the most important thing now is that I can't lose the next two games. If I lose again, I really have no face to be a coach again!

"Yes, coach, we will win!" The two people who didn't play immediately expressed their determination and were still afraid. If they really lost, the coach didn't know how to treat themselves. They felt numb when they thought about it!

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"What does their coach mean? He's only happy if we all lose?" When Ding Waner heard Wang Meng reprimand his own students, her anger flared up. Is that how you, the coach of the ninth paragraph of the black belt, reprimand the students? You have no self-restraint at all. It's like we should win and we shouldn't lose. Why? Just because you are a black belt coach, you want your team to win? What are you daydreaming about!

It's like how bad my students are. Your students are excellent and your students are good. Haven't you lost our two games? What's good to be proud of! Are you happy that we have to lose all to you?

Now we have lost, OK? You don't have to fall into a well. If you weren't scolding your own apprentice, I couldn't go and argue with you, otherwise I must argue with you. Why do you look down on people so much! It's like no one else can do except you. What theory is this!