Xu Chenglong's movements were erratic, his mind was unclear, and he was acting purely on instinct to defeat Wang Peng.
Wang Peng remained calm and collected, easily dodging his kick and executing a beautiful takedown, slamming him directly onto the ring.
Xu Chenglong lay on the ring, panting heavily. His back muscles were twitching, and his training clothes were soaked with sweat.
The students who had been jeering outside the ring fell silent.
Du Lei sneered: "Don't think that just because your name is Jackie Chan, you're Jackie Chan. Peng Ge and I have been fighting with thugs since high school, and we're still fighting now."
These words were like a sharp knife to Xu Chenglong's heart. He thought Wang Peng was physically weak, but he didn't expect him to be a fighting expert.
Unconvinced, he mustered all his strength to get up and punched Wang Peng in the chest.
Wang Peng dodged to the side, grabbed his waist with both hands, and executed another over-the-shoulder throw, slamming him hard onto the ring.
"Forget it." Du Lei looked at Xu Chenglong, who was lying on the ring panting heavily. "Admit defeat, kid. You're no match for Brother Peng."
"Ah Long, let's stop." Coach Li Zhan was a little scared; he had already been thrown thirty-six times by Wang Peng.
If anything were to happen to him, not only would Xu Mengxing cause him trouble, but the police would also come after him.
Wang Peng walked up to Xu Chenglong, looked down at him, and asked, "Kid, are you convinced?"
Xu Chenglong sat up, panting, and suddenly grabbed Wang Peng's legs, pulling him up forcefully.
If he still had the strength, Wang Peng wouldn't have been able to stop that cold arrow, but unfortunately he was already exhausted.
"Hmph!" Wang Peng quickly regained his footing, wrapped his arms around his waist, and did another perfect headfirst fall.
"Ah!" The girl below the stage screamed.
The fall was so hard that Zhao Chenglong lay on the ring, staring at the ceiling, panting heavily.
"Brother Peng, if you fall again, something bad will happen. Let's just forget about it." Li Zhan hurriedly grabbed Wang Peng, his face turning pale with fright.
"I know what I'm doing." Wang Peng shook off his hand and squatted down next to Xu Chenglong. "Kid, are you convinced?"
Xu Chenglong's chest heaved violently, his eyes fixed on the roof.
He was exhausted, but Wang Peng was only slightly sweating. He was completely outmatched by Wang Peng in both physical strength and fighting skills.
He was thrown around thirty or forty times in one go, and his internal organs ached, and he felt nauseous and uncomfortable in his stomach.
"Kid, I'll ask you one more time, do you submit or not?" Wang Peng stared straight at him.
Xu Chenglong was still panting heavily, neither convincing nor expressing his dissatisfaction.
Wang Peng shook his head slightly, admiring Xu Chenglong's tenacity. No matter how bad the child was, his indomitable spirit was truly moving.
"Fine, whether you accept it or not, you've already lost this duel."
Wang Peng stood up and said in a deep voice, "A bet is a bet. Come to my house tomorrow and come with me to apologize to Zhao Tiezhu."
With that, he rolled off the ring and went to the locker room to change his clothes.
Li Zhan hurriedly called over several assistants. Some of them wiped Xu Chenglong's sweat, while others fed him water. The arena was in complete chaos.
After changing his clothes, Wang Peng looked at the chaos on the stage and sighed softly, "Brother Lei, you stay here and inform his parents."
"Okay." Du Lei looked at the arena with disdain in his eyes.
Wang Peng was too lazy to think about it anymore, so he walked out of the martial arts school and drove home.
After Xu Chenglong was carried off the bus, Du Lei took out his phone and reported the situation to Xu Mengxing.
Xu Mengxing was in a meeting when Du Lei finished explaining the whole story. He instantly lost interest in the meeting and hurriedly drove to pick up his lover, Xu Huilin.
An hour later, the couple arrived in a hurry in their car.
At this moment, Xu Chenglong was lying in Li Zhan's rest room, his face as pale as paper, his eyes unfocused and lifeless, looking like he was half-dead.
Xu Huilin's nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Li Zhan hurriedly explained, "The doctor just checked him out. Jackie Chan is just too tired. He'll recover after a couple of days of rest."
“He’s still a child. How could Wang Peng hit him so hard? How could we stoop to his level?” Xu Huilin cried out.
"That's just a woman's perspective!" Xu Mengxing glared at her and said in a deep voice, "Do you think Wang Peng has nothing better to do?"
Xu Huilin immediately shut up and silently shed tears.
Xu Mengxing looked at his beloved son with a pang of heartache in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do; a jade stone must be carved to become a gem.
At this moment, Xu Chenglong opened his eyes and said, "Dad, I will go and apologize to Zhao Tiezhu tomorrow."
“If he doesn’t want to, let him call the police. I’ll accept it.” Xu Chenglong said, then closed his eyes again.
"Nonsense! If he dares to call the police, I'll teach him a lesson!" Xu Huilin was heartbroken and gritted her teeth in anger.
Xu Mengxing's eyes lit up. This child... had actually been turned around by Wang Peng and had actually admitted his mistake on the spot!
He clenched his fist quietly, wishing he could call Wang Peng immediately and invite him out for a big drink.
“Jackie Chan, if you don’t want to follow Wang Peng, Dad will find you a different master.”
"No need." Xu Chenglong hurriedly opened his eyes. "He, he is a capable person, and I want to learn from him."
Upon hearing this, Xu Huilin immediately forgot to cry. This was the first time her beloved son had ever given in since he was a child.
This pleased her greatly, and she quickly said, "Jackie Chan, don't force yourself. Let your dad find you another teacher."
"No!" Xu Chenglong shouted, then closed his eyes and said no more.
Seeing that things were more or less settled, Du Lei took his leave.
Xu Mengxing saw him to the door and said softly, "Tell Xiaopeng that I'm going to his house tonight."
Du Lei nodded and replied with a smile, "Brother Peng asked Jackie Chan to go to Wenxin Community tomorrow, and they will go to the hospital together to apologize."
At 8 p.m., Xu Mengxing, accompanied by Xu Huilin, visited Wang Peng with gifts.
Wang Peng received them in the living room, looked at the tea worth five or six hundred yuan, and then looked at the bird's nest worth seven or eight hundred yuan.
He smiled and said, "Uncle, Aunt, you're too kind."
"Xiaopeng, this isn't just politeness," Xu Mengxing said with satisfaction. "This kid doesn't respect anyone but you. Let him follow you from now on."
Xu Huilin quickly interjected, "Xiao Peng, please help him out. From now on, this child will be your apprentice, and you can scold or beat him as you please."
They have come to regard Wang Peng as their savior.
Wang Peng was somewhat amused and exasperated. After thinking it over carefully, he agreed to their request.
After all, Xu Mengxing had been the richest man in the province and was one of the top tycoons in the entire provincial capital. If he wanted to gain a foothold in the provincial capital, a strong alliance was necessary.
Xu Mengxing patted his shoulder and whispered, "Xiao Peng, we need to stick together to protect our wealth, you understand?"
“I understand.” Wang Peng nodded. “From now on, Jackie Chan will follow me. I will treat him like my own younger brother.”
The next morning, Wang Peng was woken up by his son and hurriedly got up to change his diaper.
After half an hour of fussing, I finally managed to calm my son down and take the trash can downstairs to empty it.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Xu Chenglong squatting outside.
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