Chapter 653: Chapter 611: Declaration of War! (1)
"Master Fan!"
"Master Fan!"
The moment Qin Fan appeared, the students from dorm 709 erupted in excited shouts. Li Yunzhe strode forward, fawning. "Big Bro, when did you get back!"
"What’s going on here?" Qin Fan asked, ignoring Li Yunzhe’s sycophantic grin and pointing a finger at the student whose entire outfit screamed of Korean fashion.
Before Li Yunzhe could answer, the Korean-style student snorted coldly and spoke in heavily accented Chinese, "Hmph, I’ve delivered the challenge! It’s your decision whether to accept it or not! The Club President said he won’t force you! Besides, we international students all know you Huaxia people enjoy being cowards."
What Huaxia martial arts? Pah! Nothing but flashy, impractical moves. If they were really so great, why were they beaten into the ’Sick Man of East Asia’ all those years ago? In the end, our Korean Taekwondo is the only true martial art!
After speaking, the Korean exchange student completely ignored the many eyes fixed on him and turned to leave with his nose in the air. But just as he was about to exit the dorm, he gave a thumbs-down and sneered, "Sick Man of East Asia!"
The moment those words were spoken, an uproar ensued. The many students crowding the hallway began shouting indignantly.
"What the hell did you just say, you damn Korean!"
"Who are you calling the ’Sick Man of East Asia,’ you damn Korean!"
"Fuck, you’ve gone too far!"
Even the most composed students couldn’t help but curse loudly at the "Sick Man of East Asia" insult. But for all their shouting, no one dared to step forward. Amid the chorus of empty curses, the Korean student shook his head disdainfully and continued on his way.
However, just as he stepped out of the doorway, a lazy, nonchalant voice laced with thick mockery rose from behind him.
"Fuck you!"
The voice had barely faded when, before the Korean student could even turn around, a powerful force slammed into his back. The next second, he flew straight into the hallway railing!
BANG!!!
A scream tore through the air amid the loud crash, and the next moment, the student was on the ground, howling hysterically in pain. While not tragic, the sudden, violent collision with the metal railing was enough to cause a serious, debilitating injury!
Instantly, the entire seventh-floor corridor fell dead silent.
Damn! Master Fan is a beast! Last time, he held Young Master Zhe over the railing, terrifying the entire men’s dormitory complex. This time, he kicks a Korean without even a word of argument. That’s just too fucking awesome!
Amid the students’ stunned silence, Qin Fan took the challenge letter from Li Yunzhe’s hand and glanced at it briefly. Then, he leisurely walked over to the pale-faced Korean student, who was lying on the ground clutching his chest and crying out in pain.
He lifted his foot and planted it directly on the student’s chest, a mocking smile on his face. "Go back and inform your Taekwondo Club that in one hour, I, Qin Fan, am coming to wreck your place. I don’t care how many of you there are, how shameless you are, or whether you choose a gang beating or one-on-one duels. If even one of you is left standing at the end, I lose! Now, get lost!"
With that, Qin Fan lifted his foot. With a precise kick aimed at the student’s waist—powerful enough to hurt but not cause serious injury—he sent him flying.
SCRAPE! SCRAPE! SCRAPE!
The Korean student rolled across the floor like a bowling ball, coming to a perfect stop right at the top of the stairwell.
Enduring the agony, which felt like his body was about to fall apart, the student struggled to his feet, crying, "Aishibal! Aishibal!" He didn’t dare provoke Qin Fan again. After shooting him a single, venomous glare, he staggered away, clinging to the handrail as he descended the stairs.
And this was one of the few, rare "virtues" buried deep in the Korean character. They were reckless and would often leap out to court death like grasshoppers, but the moment they realized they were outmatched, they would turn tail faster than anyone. One could call it spineless, but from the perspective of self-preservation, it was truly a positive trait of this despicable and shameless people!
"Big Bro, you’re going to take on the entire Taekwondo Club?" Li Yunzhe, who had been intimidated by the challenge just moments before, now shouted with excitement.
His shout snapped the onlooking students out of their daze. They all waited, tense and eager, for Qin Fan’s answer.
"When did you start a feud with the Koreans? How did it escalate to a formal challenge?" Qin Fan asked curiously, not answering Li Yunzhe’s question directly.
"Big Bro, I... Well, a few days ago, I took on five of them by myself! I wasn’t thinking much. They were bullying a Huaxia student, and when I see that, I have to step in! After I beat up those Korean scumbags, I announced that I was from the Martial Arts Club and dared them to come for revenge! Who would have thought they’d bring a formal challenge from the Taekwondo Club! Big Bro, I’d already made up my mind. Even if you didn’t show up, I was ready to die to defend our honor and let them know that Huaxia people die on their feet, not live on their knees!"
Li Yunzhe, who had looked sheepish at first, became impassioned as he spoke. He wasn’t the only one who couldn’t stand the arrogant behavior of the Korean international students; most Huaxia students felt the same. However, the ’international friend’ label attached to them made many hesitant to act. After all, if a major incident occurred, the local students would be the ones to suffer tragically. The consequences ranged from disciplinary action to outright expulsion—a price too high for anyone to bear. The only reason Li Yunzhe dared to confront them was because he had Qin Fan backing him up. With Qin Fan behind him, he wasn’t afraid of any punishment from the school!
"Heh heh." Hearing this, a playful smirk lifted the corners of Qin Fan’s mouth.
He then declared with soaring arrogance.
"Declare war on the Taekwondo Club!"
"Declare war on the Judo Club!"
"Declare war on the Muay Thai Club!"
"Declare war on the Martial Arts Club!"
"Declare war on every club not dominated by my fellow Huaxia people!"
"Go, issue them the challenge letters. Give them one hour to prepare. I will deal with them one by one! On the royal territory of our great Huaxia, they have no right to act so insolently. Today, I’m taking them all out in one fell swoop!"
As Qin Fan’s arrogant words faded, the entire corridor was once again plunged into a stunned daze.
Declare war? Declaring war on so many clubs filled with formidable members? You have to remember, most of those guys are foreigners with real fighting skills! Challenging so many powerhouses all by himself?
But while the ordinary students were shocked, Li Yunzhe was filled with nothing but pure excitement. Having witnessed Qin Fan’s ferocious power firsthand, he knew his Big Bro had what it took! He had the power to crush all those student clubs under his foot!
His face flushed with excitement. "Big Bro, you got it! I’ll write the challenge letters right now!"
After shouting excitedly, Li Yunzhe immediately turned to his dumbstruck roommates. "Someone get me a pen and paper! The nightmare for the Japanese devils, the Korean punks, the Thai ladyboys, and the white-skinned pigs is about to begin! Fuck their ancestors!"
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