The surrounding boys and girls all noticed that Li Yundong and the Lumpy Guy had formed a feud, and that there might be some good action coming soon! It’s in the nature of Chinese people to love watching a crowd.

Upon seeing a spectacle brewing, even those who had already changed and were preparing to leave couldn't bear to go, returning instead to the dojo, some sitting, some standing around the perimeter. Li Yundong entered the dojo and saw it was a very large classroom converted into a training space.

Centered at the head were the flags of two nations, beneath which stood the iconic little golden figure kicking in a Taekwondo side-snap kick. Below that were three horizontal banners with black characters on a white background: Propriety and Shame, Endurance and Self-Control, Indomitable Spirit!

The dojo spanned over two hundred square meters, quite spacious, with anti-seismic floor mats covering the ground, marked off by white lines into several training areas. Within these zones, various practitioners were engaged in sparring drills, while around the edges, many students clad in white doboks sat cross-legged.

The Little Fox followed Li Yundong, her eyes constantly darting around with curiosity. However, when her gaze fell upon the students engaged in combat on the floor, a look of intense disappointment and disdain crossed her features.

This was the fighting style Yundong wanted to learn? No way.

Could such flowery posturing actually hurt anyone? The Little Fox felt an overwhelming urge to pull Li Yundong away immediately and teach him herself, but seeing Li Yundong full of excitement and interest, she couldn't bear to dampen his mood, so she followed along with a long face.

As Li Yundong and his group entered, the chaotic crowd that surged in immediately drew the attention of everyone present, eyes turning towards them. Li Yundong, quick-eyed, spotted a young man in the largest central area, receiving instruction—a guy wearing a Taekwondo uniform with a black belt tied around his waist—who was none other than Zhao Yujian, the one who had confessed to Zhou Qin earlier.

Zhao Yujian was sweating profusely, standing tall and graceful, with the lean build of an ape’s arms and a wasp’s waist; his appearance was masculine and handsome. Most of the girls were clustered around him, their gazes infatuated, completely smitten.

Even Li Yundong had to sourly admit to himself: it would be a waste if this guy didn't go into acting. However, Li Yundong was greatly surprised when his gaze swept over another section and he found Zhou Qin and Ding Nan sitting on the mat, also wearing doboks, looking directly at him.

When Li Yundong’s eyes met Zhou Qin’s, both showed a slight start. Li Yundong gave Zhou Qin a slight nod to acknowledge the help he’d offered last time.

Zhou Qin remained expressionless, merely glancing at him one more time before returning her gaze elsewhere. It was Ding Nan whose eyes assessed Li Yundong with distinct interest, but Li Yundong intensely disliked this sharp-tongued girl.

After just one glance, he looked away. The Lumpy Guy led Li Yundong to a designated area, clasped his hands over his belt, and declared in a commanding tone, "As a new student, your lesson today will be taught by me.

Do you have any objections?" Li Yundong replied, "I do. You have a strong prejudice against me, and I don't want you teaching me." The Lumpy Guy scoffed, "If I have a prejudice, then prove it wrong!

You came here to learn Taekwondo, didn't you? I’m the second-best fighter here; it’s your luck to have me personally instruct you!" Li Yundong, full of pride, couldn't stomach being spoken to like that.

He sneered and turned to leave. The Lumpy Guy mocked him loudly from behind, "Hmph, I knew you’d run.

You’re certainly good at that! Don't think you're so great just because you know a bit of fleeing; that stuff is called Parkour if you dress it up, or just running for your life if you call it what it is!" This remark caused a ripple of movement among the surrounding students, their gazes towards the Lumpy Guy turning increasingly dismissive and scornful.

And it wasn't just Li Yundong who was enraged; Su Chan was furious too. "If you don't teach him a lesson, I will!" Su Chan said to Li Yundong, an uncharacteristic look of anger on her face.

Li Yundong grabbed her arm. Su Chan twisted around, glaring, "What are you doing?

Let go! You can tolerate this kind of insult?

I look down on you!" Li Yundong’s gaze locked onto the Lumpy Guy, his expression grim, and he pushed Su Chan behind him, "Women shouldn't interfere in men's affairs." This declaration earned cheers from the boys nearby, while the Lumpy Guy applauded with a face full of mockery. "Well said, very well said.

Come on, let's two men have a go." Li Yundong stepped forward, sneering, "How do you want to spar? I’m game!" At this point, anyone could tell a confrontation was imminent.

The students practicing around them stopped their drills and turned to watch, even Zhao Yujian paused his instruction and looked over. Zhao Yujian had initially considered stepping in to stop it, but upon seeing Su Chan beside Li Yundong, he was instantly startled.

This girl's beauty was no less than Zhou Qin's, and her expressions, whether angry or pleased, carried an indefinable charm that the cold-faced Zhou Qin lacked. Why would such a beauty be following a guy like this?

Zhao Yujian felt a distinct pang of jealousy. He subconsciously glanced toward Zhou Qin, only to see her observing Li Yundong with an expression of curiosity and interest.

Zhao Yujian's jealousy immediately flared up like a wildfire. He folded his arms across his chest, ready to watch the Lumpy Guy humiliate Li Yundong.

He knew the Lumpy Guy’s strength well. Although that guy was a red belt last year, his current skill level had reached red-and-black belt, not far below his own one-dan black belt.

This guy was also naturally powerful, capable of handling several thugs bare-handed; what chance did a slightly overweight homebody stand against him? The Lumpy Guy beckoned to a nearby student, who brought over a chest pad, and tossed it to Li Yundong, saying, "Since you want to learn Taekwondo, I’ll let you see the power of the Taekwondo spinning side-kick first!" The surrounding students gasped quietly, beginning to worry for Li Yundong.

The spinning side-kick was the Lumpy Guy’s specialty move, capable of delivering a staggering force of over a thousand pounds. An ordinary person holding the pad would be sent flying backward by one kick.

The Lumpy Guy immediately having Li Yundong hold the pad showed his malicious intent. Li Yundong held the pad against his chest, a cold smile fixed on his face.

In his view, being kicked away was better than being a coward. Beyond that, he had no other thoughts.

Unbeknownst to him, this state of mind perfectly aligned with the concept: ‘Heart conforms with Intent, Intent conforms with Spirit, Spirit conforms with Qi, Qi conforms with Strength; Heart, Intent, Spirit, Qi, and Strength are all unified’—a state that actually made it easiest to unleash the body's full potential. The Lumpy Guy turned to rub his wrists, performing little bouncing steps to warm up.

After a moment, he beckoned Li Yundong with a finger and asked, "Hey, are you ready?" Li Yundong gritted his teeth, "Ready!" "Good!" The Lumpy Guy took a deep breath, spun around, adding the weight of his body and the explosive force of his muscles, plus the kinetic energy from the rotation, and lashed out with a kick. Bang!

The kick struck the pad held against Li Yundong’s chest. Li Yundong held the pad a short distance from his chest.

The Lumpy Guy's kick made the pad cave in significantly. But as his foot followed through and connected with Li Yundong's body, Li Yundong suddenly unleashed a surging, powerful force in a violent shockwave, instantly sending the Lumpy Guy flying backward.

The Little Fox let out a soft laugh. Hadn't Li Yundong sent her flying when he first consumed the Human Origin Golden Elixir?

Everyone around was stunned speechless, eyes wide, watching this scene unfold. They never expected the one sent flying to be the Lumpy Guy!

"Zeng Qing, what are you doing?" Zhao Yujian, watching from the side, frowned and shouted loudly. Zeng Qing scrambled up from the ground.

He was trapped now, his face flushed red as he glared at Zhao Yujian and said, "Nothing, my foot slipped!" Zhao Yujian scoffed but didn't expose him. Zeng Qing walked up to Li Yundong, his face flushed with shame and anger, and snapped, "How were you supposed to hold that pad?" Li Yundong countered coldly, "How should I hold it, then?" Zeng Qing snatched the pad, held it against his own chest, and announced loudly, "You hold it like this—don't brace your body rigidly against it, or you’ll get hurt!" Feng Na, standing nearby, interjected with a cutting remark, "But it seems like the one holding the pad is the one getting hurt!" Zeng Qing’s face turned beetroot red.

He glared fiercely at Feng Na, then barked at Li Yundong, "You kick me, and I’ll show you how to hold the pad!" Though he said this, he was grinding his teeth inwardly: When I get my payback, you’ll know what it feels like to be forcefully repelled! Being kicked on the pad in that manner, where the holder rebounds the force, makes it easy to sprain an ankle.

Zeng Qing had been lucky before and avoided serious injury, but now he was determined to set a trap for Li Yundong: the moment the opponent kicked the pad, he would deliberately shift it askew... Hmph!

Li Yundong walked expressionlessly up to Zeng Qing and asked, "May I begin now?" Zeng Qing adopted a forward stance, half-sideways to Li Yundong, holding the pad in front of him. The students who understood what was happening secretly felt contempt for Zeng Qing’s character.

Even those who didn't grasp Zeng Qing’s intention knew that Zeng Qing’s footwork was strong; standing in that stance, it would take force of several hundred pounds to make him even slightly budge if someone kicked the pad. Li Yundong’s gaze focused solely on the thick pad covering Zeng Qing’s chest.

Then, mimicking Zeng Qing’s movement, he spun and delivered a swift spinning side-kick. Bang!

The kick landed squarely on the pad! Zeng Qing couldn't react in time; he was sent flying backward again, this time airborne while clutching the pad.

He flew over three meters away, sliding a long distance on the floor until he slammed into the wall, where he lay moaning while clutching his arm. Li Yundong himself was somewhat astonished.

He was beginning to understand that something had indeed happened to him; at the very least, his strength was now many times greater than before, otherwise how could he kick a skilled red belt flying with one blow? The surrounding students erupted in an uproar, staring at Li Yundong with unconcealed terror.

The sight of this slightly chubby-faced guy blasting Zeng Qing several meters away with a single kick was terrifying! "Did that kick have a ton of force?" "I don’t know, possibly.

It was terrifying; Zeng Qing’s 160 pounds plus the power from his stance were still sent that far!" "Hey, Brother Zeng got sent flying twice in a row—does that count as a double-flying?" "Ha! Buddy, you’re too funny!" The students whispered amongst themselves.

The Little Fox, seeing Li Yundong vent his anger, felt her own frustration dissipate. She had long been unimpressed by this highly performative style of martial arts.

She grabbed Li Yundong’s arm and urged, "Yundong, let’s go. What’s there to learn here?

It’s all flashy moves, useless in real combat!" As Su Chan spoke this blunt truth, the surrounding students who were deeply devoted to Taekwondo instantly turned their heads and glared furiously. Zhao Yujian, who was directing students to carry Zeng Qing to the infirmary, also turned around, a cold sneer spreading across his handsome face, revealing a hint of ferocity: "Well, well.

So you've come here to challenge the dojo!"