"Haha! Yeah! I also thought it was some profound martial arts, but it's nothing more than trash."
Once one person started complaining, the second person's voice joined in, and soon everyone in the Martial Arts Club, except Huang Feng and Li Chao, began to complain.
"Haha, it seems like none of it is as explosive as the president's martial arts. Could it be that Vice President Ye Hao only knows flashy moves?" Another person laughed and mocked Ye Hao loudly.
Ye Hao didn't explain the mocking voices, just smiled warmly.
Huang Feng shouted loudly, "What do you know? If President Ye displays profound Huaxia martial arts, all of you wouldn't even be able to touch the hem of his clothes. Only you foolish people would think President Ye's Military Fist is trash."
"Huang, isn't what you're saying a bit too mystical? There are over a hundred of us here, and Vice President Ye alone can hold us back? If each of us spits once, he could drown, let alone touch the hem of his clothing," a taller student said disdainfully.
"Exactly! Unless he knows that Tai Chi stuff from Mr. Jin Yong's book. But can the Tai Chi in books compare to real-life Tai Chi? In reality, those flashy moves are useless, right? Haha, it's okay to watch, but when it comes to real fighting, it's trash," another student complained about Tai Chi.
"Right, there are so many grandpas practicing Tai Chi in the park, I can just use one hand to put them on the ground," the tall student said disdainfully.
"Those are elders, but what President Ye knows isn't as simple as you imagine," Huang Feng defended.
Li Chao then grumbled, gloomy-faced, "A bunch of frogs in the well."
"President Li, you're wrong to say that. You call us frogs in the well, then have Vice President Ye really teach us a real martial arts lesson!" Said the tall student.
"Hmph! Vice President Ye showed you the Military Fist hoping you would achieve body coordination before teaching you more advanced martial arts. I didn't expect you to be so rude," Li Chao coldly looked at everyone and snorted.
"I think he doesn't have any skill!" Someone said, unconvinced.
"Who, who said that?" Li Chao asked sternly when he saw someone still doubting Ye Hao's ability.
"Haha, Chao, don't bother with them. If they want to play real martial arts, then let's show them! Feng just said true martial arts can prevent hundreds of people from touching the hem of my clothing. Let's show them the vast and profound Huaxia martial arts." Ye Hao said cheerfully.
"Uh, President Ye, I was just casually talking," Huang Feng said somewhat embarrassed, worrying that if Ye Hao was really beaten up, it would be a huge humiliation.
After all, this really is over a hundred people! If Ye Hao is beaten up, the Martial Arts Club might lose its prestige and some members might leave.
"Haha, no worries, you guys step back first! I've put my words here, for the next hour, if you can touch the hem of my clothing by half an inch, I'll give each of you a thousand bucks. But if you can't touch the hem of my clothing at all, then you must remember and diligently train what I teach you every day." Ye Hao said leisurely with a smile.
"Haha, Vice President Ye, you're the one who said it!" The tall person immediately launched an attack on Ye Hao.
Ye Hao moved his left hand back and forth, then with a strong fling, this tall student was thrown into the center of the crowd by Ye Hao.
The other people quickly made way, so the tall student gloriously fell onto the ground, wailing.
"Come on! All of you, together, you have only one hour." Ye Hao spread his arms and beckoned with his fingers.
Seeing Ye Hao provoke them like that, they all raised their fists and charged toward Ye Hao.
Ye Hao's hands lifted gently and then slowly began to drag a mysterious force.
Li Chao and Huang Feng instinctively stepped aside to avoid being affected later.
At this moment, Yang Zui also walked in from outside, and seeing the situation, he thought Ye Hao was being beaten up, laughed loudly saying, "Haha, hit him, pound him hard..."
Li Chao and Huang Feng were a bit speechless at Yang Zui's remark, thinking how bad Yang Zui was, always wanting Ye Hao to be hit.
Li Chao explained, "Vice President Yang, this isn't Ye Hao being beaten, but Ye Hao is betting with the hundred Martial Arts Club members. He bets they can't touch the hem of his clothing. If anyone can, he'll give them a thousand bucks each. But if no one can touch it in an hour, then the club members have to train diligently in the future."
"Oh?" Yang Zui exclaimed in surprise, daring to play so big? Hundred people cannot touch his clothes hem in an hour? How confident must one be?
"Vice President Yang, if it were you, would you be able to do it?" Li Chao was very curious about whether Ye Hao or Yang Zui was stronger.
"No." Yang Zui said directly, without much thought, though his strength reached National Martial Arts ninth stage, his techniques were all offensive. Unless he slaughtered these learners, he couldn't do it.
"Haha, then let's see Vice President Ye's prowess!" Li Chao laughed and looked toward Ye Hao.
Right now, the arena is already heated up. Only seeing Ye Hao's hands seemed to be drawing mysterious circles, one after another, releasing from his hands.
Anyone who touched his hands would involuntarily spin with the circles.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Gradually, Ye Hao's moves got faster and those circles enveloped more people.
Shocked, those controlled in Ye Hao's hands were utterly amazed. In Ye Hao's hands, they seemed trapped in a swamp, and no matter how they struggled inside, they couldn't break free; struggling made the force even stronger.
The crowd began to sway, Ye Hao's hands moved like he was performing juggling, still continuing to dance...
"It's actually Tai Chi..." Yang Zui, though not as keen-eyed as Ye Hao, came from a mysteriously rooted family. Seeing Ye Hao's Tai Chi surprised him to speak out.
Because true Tai Chi was only known to Wudang members or perhaps some fringe disciples who understood bits, but judging from Ye Hao, this was far from just bits.
This Tai Chi's movements were incredibly authentic. Could it be, Ye Hao comes from a mysterious Wudang lineage?
"I can't take it anymore," someone controlled in Ye Hao's hands swaying back and forth shouted drearily.
But Ye Hao ignored them, his hands moving faster and faster, gradually... (to be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to go to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)