Chapter 97

Seeing what Summer did, Ye Qinxue and Bingxin were completely stunned. The move just now was completely unexpected. In their eyes, Summer would make a grand entrance and show off his skills.

But they didn't expect the result to be so dramatic.

One kick, Summer used just one kick to finish off his opponent. This move was simply invincible.

Only Takashima Ichiro knew how much that kick hurt. At this moment, he thought of the cherry blossoms blooming in his hometown. Perhaps his life from now on would only be spent with flowers.

"Violation, that was a violation," the coach of Dongfang Academy shouted loudly.

"What violation? I don't practice Taekwondo. He asked me to come up and spar with him, but he couldn't even take one kick," Summer said, shaking his head helplessly.

Seeing Summer's attitude, the coach of Dongfang Academy became even angrier. This wasn't about whether he could take a hit or not. Summer's kick was too tricky, and no matter how skilled Takashima Ichiro was, he couldn't use his skills.

As the old saying goes, even the best kung fu is afraid of a kitchen knife, and even the best martial arts can be taken down by a brick.

The coach of Dongfang Academy believed that if it came to a fair fight, the skinny kid in front of him wouldn't stand a chance against Takashima Ichiro, who was his most talented student, combining Taekwondo and Karate to the maximum effect.

"Despicable, your methods are too despicable," the coach of Dongfang Academy shouted angrily.

"What's despicable about it? Who said you can't kick the balls in a fight? This is my family's secret technique," Summer said, clearly confused.

"You and your family's secret technique, tell us the name. Is it the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms or the Toad Technique?" the coach of Dongfang Academy sneered.

"Descendants' Ruin Kick," Summer said calmly.

"You!" The coach of Dongfang Academy felt like he was about to collapse. The kid in front of him was really infuriating.

"Have the guts to fight Takashima Ichiro properly, not with these despicable methods," the coach of Dongfang Academy shouted, not willing to admit defeat. He refused to believe that Takashima Ichiro would lose.

"Do you think he's not suffering enough?" Summer asked, looking at the coach of Dongfang Academy.

"You must be scared, right?" the coach of Dongfang Academy continued to shout.

"Yes, I am scared. I'm afraid he might die," Summer said, shaking his head helplessly. There were really a lot of people who liked to seek pain.

"Fine, since Takashima Ichiro is injured, I will take his place and continue the match with you," the coach of Dongfang Academy decided to step in personally. He was determined to teach Summer a lesson and avenge Takashima Ichiro.

Originally, Dongfang Academy was going to win today, but this skinny kid completely disrupted his plans.

"Do you have any shame left, actually stepping in to bully a student?" the coach of Jianghai University stood up, unwilling to back down.

"Hmph, this is our personal grudge with him. The match is already over. Takashima Ichiro has already defeated your strongest competitor, the rich and handsome guy," the coach of Dongfang Academy said.

"But that's not what we saw. Your Takashima Ichiro has already lost to our student from Jianghai University," the coach of Jianghai University countered.

"He's not even part of your Taekwondo club, so it doesn't count. He didn't use Taekwondo," the coach of Dongfang Academy argued.

"But Takashima Ichiro didn't use Taekwondo just now either," the coach of Jianghai University responded with a smile.

"That was agreed upon by Takashima Ichiro and the rich and handsome guy. They could use any method, not just Taekwondo," the coach of Dongfang Academy said angrily.

"But I remember Takashima Ichiro also agreed with our student," the coach of Jianghai University smiled.

"Hmph!" The coach of Dongfang Academy snorted, not knowing what to say. The facts were exactly as the coach of Jianghai University said.

"Wait," Takashima Ichiro, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly shouted. He used his feet to stand up: "The match isn't over yet."

Takashima Ichiro stood up again. Seeing him stand, the coach of Dongfang Academy was delighted, thinking he had recovered: "Takashima, you must try your best and teach this brat a lesson."

"Don't worry, Coach, I won't let him off," Takashima Ichiro glared at Summer, still clearly remembering the pain from that kick.

"Mr. Broken Balls, are you sure you want to continue?" Summer looked at Takashima Ichiro.

"My name is Takashima Ichiro," Takashima Ichiro glared at Summer angrily.

"Sorry, I made a mistake," Summer smiled and then continued, "Mr. B, I'll continue."

"I told you, my name is Takashima Ichiro," Takashima Ichiro roared angrily.

"What's your name?" Summer asked again.

"My name is Takashima Ichiro."

"Oh," Takashima Ichiro's mouth formed an 'O' again. Just as he spoke, Summer kicked him in the groin again. This time, he clearly felt it break.

"Ugh!" Seeing Summer's kick, Ye Qinxue and Bingxin were at a loss, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The same kick, on the same person, in the same spot.

Even the coach of Dongfang Academy was stunned. Seeing Takashima Ichiro's condition, he shouted anxiously, "Call the medical team, quickly call the medical team."

The match was over.

Such a dramatic match left all the spectators speechless. However, the audience from Jianghai University was very excited. Seeing this unfamiliar man beat up the Japanese, it was a satisfying experience.

"Ah," Gao Fushuai sighed. Although Summer's victory was dishonorable, he did win.

He avenged himself and restored the dignity of Jianghai University.

"You are really too naughty," Ye Qinxue patted Summer's head.

"Don't hit my head, I'll become stupid. If I become stupid, I won't be able to get married. If I can't get married, I'll have to stick to you, and then you'll have to marry me," Summer explained his logic.

"I am your cousin," Ye Qinxue glared at Summer angrily.

"When I become stupid, how will I remember that you are my cousin?" Summer looked at Ye Qinxue with an innocent face.

"Fine, you win," Ye Qinxue surrendered.

"You, you wait, my brother is already in Jianghai. I will make him kill you," Takashima Ichiro glared at Summer, his voice soft but fierce.

"If you are called Broken Balls, then your brother must be called Painful Balls. Good name, good name," Summer said to himself as he walked away.