C114 Training Competition
C114 Training Competition
This time, all of the members of Physical Culture Institute were also called out, and their president, Ming An Tai, personally led the team, bringing over a hundred members to participate in the training competition.
There were a large number of members in the Physical Culture Institute, and their membership was more than half that of the members of the Polytechnic University. Their overall strength was also many times stronger.
"President Ming, on behalf of all the members of the Industrial University, I welcome you all." Wu Tian warmly shook hands with Ming Antai.
"Thank you, Proprieter Wu, for your kindness." Ming Taian seemed to be hiding a knife in his smile.
He seemed to be smiling, but in reality, he was exuding a murderous aura.
The reason he brought his men here this time, was not only to compete, but also to teach these people of Industry University Martial Arts Club a lesson and let them know how powerful Physical Culture Institute was.
Honestly speaking, from the bottom of their hearts, they looked down on the industrial university. Originally, it was impossible for them to compete in a training competition with the industrial university.
However, under Wu Tian's pressure, he had no choice but to agree to fight in this training competition.
He wanted to take advantage of today's training competition to teach Industry University Martial Arts Club a lesson, and let the people of the industrial university know of their strength.
"President Ming, please come in." Wu Tian made a welcoming gesture and took the lead to walk into the club.
The vice president behind Ming Taian couldn't help but say, "Proprieter Wu, with your university's conditions, I'm afraid you don't even have proper equipment!"
"Don't worry, we have all the necessary equipment."
"Humph!"
Vice President Sun said softly, mocking: "Your Martial Arts Club is very poor, what kind of equipment do you have?"
"Everyone, you'll know once you go in." Wu Tian was too lazy to waste his breath and led everyone towards the dojo.
"I would like to see what training equipment your Martial Arts Club has." Vice President Sun quickly followed, looking as if he was waiting to see a joke.
The other members of Physical Culture Institute could not help but laugh to themselves. They were all discussing softly, saying that Industry University Martial Arts Club was the most shabby Martial Arts Club in the entire Luzhou. Their laughter never stopped.
When everyone walked into the Martial Arts Club area, they were completely dumbfounded. They saw that the dojo displayed brand-new training equipment.
There were all kinds of equipment, many more than their Physical Culture Institute equipment, and they were all of a higher grade.
In addition to the training equipment, there were also several cold storage cabinets inside the club, which were filled with various kinds of physique drinks and fruits.
They did not expect the dojo to have this kind of preparation, which they did not have in Physical Culture Institute. When they needed water, they would pay for it.
Everyone could no longer laugh. Seeing such a ready set of training equipment and daily necessities, the members of the Physical Culture Institute couldn't help but feel envious.
They never thought that the environment of Industry University Martial Arts Club would be so good, and that it would be a hundred times stronger than their Physical Culture Institute.
Wu Tian pointed at the equipment and asked Vice President Sun, "President Sun, the training equipment is pretty good, right?"
"Not bad." President Sun nodded awkwardly, while his face turned pale.
He had always heard that Industry University Martial Arts Club was very poor and that he didn't have the money to buy any training equipment. Their training conditions were the worst in terms of Luzhou.
However, when he saw these brand-new equipment and the many large cold cabinets, he was immediately dumbfounded.
This fucking training equipment and living environment was a hundred times better than their Physical Culture Institute. Are their conditions bad?
Earlier, he had been mocking the Polytechnic University. Now, he felt his face being slapped a few times, and it was stinging.
"I'm going to add another batch of high-end equipment to the club in the near future." After Wu Tian said this, he said to the Physical Culture Institute members: "Everyone can eat whatever you want with fruits and drinks whatever you want, no need to be polite."
"With just this little fruit and beverage of yours, how could it be enough for all of us to share?" President Sun found the right moment and mocked.
"We have enough fruit drinks." Having said so, Wu Tian instructed Gu Xiaoman, "President Gu, open our cold storage."
"Alright." Gu Xiaoman answered and walked over to open one of the sliding doors. The cold air rushed in.
This was a cold storage specifically designed for members of the guild. It was filled to the brim with drinks and various fruits.
"Wow!"
Seeing so many fruit drinks, the members of Physical Culture Institute all exclaimed in unison.
They didn't think that Industry University Martial Arts Club would actually provide the members with a cold storage for so many fruit drinks.
The members of Physical Culture Institute were all envious to death. They were all deeply impressed by the excellent training conditions of the Industrial University.
They had always felt that their Physical Culture Institute was invincible before, but only now did they realize that the configuration of an industrial university was a hundred times better than theirs.
"No need to be polite, just eat and drink. Only after we've eaten our fill will we have the strength to proceed with the practice competition." Wu Tian made a "please" gesture, signaling everyone to not be polite.
Hearing this, the Physical Culture Institute members swarmed towards the cold storage, causing the Industrial University members to laugh out loud.
Ming Antai and President Sun felt extremely embarrassed.
They didn't expect their members to be so unambitious as to turn into hungry wolves for drinks and fruit.
Ming Antai was so angry that his face turned red, feeling extremely humiliated.
"Cough, cough!"
He coughed dryly and walked in front of Wu Tian, suppressing his anger, "We are here for a practice competition, not to eat or drink."
"Alright, let's talk about the practice competition. How do we fight?"
"Both sides will send one person to fight three rounds, and two out of three matches will win."
"OK, I have no objections."
"Alright then, President Sun, you go and fight." Ming Antai made a prompt decision to pick out the strongest, President Sun, and fight with the enemy.
He wanted to restrain his opponents in the first battle and let his opponents know the power of his Physical Culture Institute.
Upon hearing that President Sun was going to battle, the Industrial University team was scared witless.
Everyone had long heard of President Sun's strength. It was likely that no one within the entire Luzhou would be a match for him.
Just when everyone was feeling fearful, Mao Wang took the initiative to ask for a fight: "Proprieter Wu, let me fight in the first round with President Sun."
He might not be able to beat President Sun, but if he didn't fight, his opponents would definitely laugh at him.
Even if you lose, you shouldn't be laughed at by others.
"No, you wait first." Wu Tian shook his head and pointed at the member at the back, "Little Six, your strength isn't ordinary. It's up to you to fight President Sun."
"Huh?"
Hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded.
Who would have thought that Proprieter Wu would challenge Little Six, who was the weakest among them all.
Little Six had just arrived at the club and was physically weak. He was no match for President Sun.
They couldn't understand why Proprieter Wu chose Little Six, the weakest among them, to fight against President Sun.
"Thank you for Proprieter Wu's acknowledgement, I will do my best." Upon hearing that he could play on stage, Little Six became extremely excited and quickly ran onto the stage.
"Let's see how I'll torture you to death." President Sun smiled sinisterly and walked up the stage at a steady pace.
Silence reigned below the stage. Everyone's attention was focused on the two contestants. In their eyes, there was nothing suspenseful about this match.
Even before the battle had begun, everyone had already guessed what would happen.
President Sun pointed at Little Six provocatively, "Brat, today I'll let you know the power of our Physical Culture Institute."
Right after he finished speaking, he swung his fist and hit Little Six's chest.
Little Six couldn't dodge in time and was sent flying by the punch, crashing onto the ground while wailing in pain.