"President Chen, the chicken legs in your school are good." Zhou Wen said while eating.

From beginning to end, he never looked at Chen Aoshan directly.

"Who is this person?"

"Are all the students at Shanghai University so good now?"

"Didn't you hear our president talking to you?"

Several students from Shanghai Jiaotong University said angrily.

Zhou Wen tore off a piece of chicken in one bite, raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it."

The anger on Chen Aoshan's face almost condensed into substance.

"Xie Qingzhu, is this the character of your members of the Martial Arts Club of Shanghai University?" Chen Aoshan said in a low voice.

"You Shanghai University is not very strong, and now it seems that your character is not very good. I really don't deserve to be with our Shanghai Jiaotong University!" Chen Aoshan said disdainfully.

"How do you speak? He is Zhou Wen, the vice president of our martial arts club!" Yao Ling said with an unhappy look on his face.

Chen Aoshan laughed and laughed at the sarcasm, and everyone was already unhappy.

Zhou Wen's actions are exactly in line with their wishes.

Now Chen Aoshan is still humiliating Zhou Wen, and everyone stands up.

"He is the vice president of your martial arts club?" Chen Aoshan showed a sneer on his face.

"This guy can be the vice president of the martial arts club. There is really no one at Shanghai University!"

"I think the Shanghai Martial Arts Club is full of a group of gangsters, not like college students at all!"

"We invite such people to our school, it really makes our school floor dirty!"

Several students shouted.

"Oh?" Zhou Wen slowly put down the bones in his hand, picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his hands.

"Chen Aoshan, you said we are not worthy of being with you, so why do you stay here again?" Zhou Wen said slowly.

"This is the canteen of our Shanghai Jiaotong University. Why can't I stay here?" Chen Aoshan said arrogantly.

"I think you are a new face, a freshman, right?" Chen Aoshan asked.

"That's right." Zhou Wen nodded.

All the students around were stunned.

"A freshman actually became the vice president of Shanghai Wudao Club?"

"I thought Shanghai University was prepared, but now it seems that it's really a mess!"

"How powerful can a freshman be!"

Students from other schools all started to talk.

"A freshman, when he sees his senior, he pretends to behave. Is this your attitude?" Chen Aoshan said coldly.

"What do you want?" Zhou Wen's face was calm.

Chen Aoshan put down the teacup in his hand and stretched out his hand and said, "Since you can become the vice president of the Martial Arts Club of Shanghai University, you must be of some strength. Why don't we talk here and exchange martial arts?"

As soon as the words came, everyone started to communicate.

Chen Aoshan came here specifically this time just to make trouble.

It is a fact that Shanghai Jiaotong University and Shanghai University are not in conflict with each other. Chen Aoshan will definitely not let Shanghai University go so easily.

Zhou Wen happened to give them a chance.

Even without Zhou Wen, Chen Aoshan would always find other reasons to discuss with Shanghai University.

Tomorrow is the game. If you win the competition today, it will have a huge blow to the morale of Shanghai University.

Everyone looked at Zhou Wen and wanted to see how the vice president answered.

However, at this time, Zhou Wen said lightly: "You are not worthy of fighting with me."

"What did you say?" Chen Aoshan's face became angry.

At this moment, the audience started to make a noise.

Only the members of Shanghai University sat peacefully on the stool with mocking expressions on their faces.

Chen Aoshan is not even an internal martial artist, and he is really not qualified to compete with Zhou Wen.

Everyone has seen it. Even Xie Qingzhu's master and Zhou Wen were defeated at a disadvantage in the competition. What's the point of being a president?

"I said you are not worthy." Zhou Wen said lightly.

He reached out his hand, grabbed another chicken wing and started eating.

"Okay, okay!" Chen Aoshan looked angry.

"A freshman dares to talk to me like this. It seems that it will be impossible not to teach you a lesson!" Chen Aoshan put his hands behind his back, looking arrogant.

"To be honest, if you really want to have a fight, I'll send our members to fight you." Zhou Wen said slowly.

"Song Rong, you go up." Zhou Wen stretched out his hand and gestured.

Song Rong, who was beside him, had already been eager to try it out, and immediately stood up when he heard the sound.

"Okay!" Song Rong was very excited.

The other students sighed.

Such a good opportunity was actually taken first by Song Rong, but this was Zhou Wen's arrangement, so they couldn't say anything.

Xie Qingzhu, who was standing beside him, whispered: "Zhou Wen, what are you doing?"

Zhou Wen pretended to bow his head and chewed his bones and whispered: "Shanghai Jiaotong University wants to establish his authority with us, but he has found the wrong person. Since he wants to compete, we promise him and give our members some morale!"

Hearing this sentence, Xie Qingzhu reacted.

All of this is in Zhou Wen's plan.

When the competition is over, the morale of the winning side will naturally rise sharply, and the morale of the losing side will increase greatly.

If this competition between Shanghai University will win, it will also be a great incentive for the members.

She didn't think of this before, and now it seems that Zhou Wen is still thoughtful.

"Chen Aoshan, this is the weakest member of our martial arts club. Don't you want to have a fight? Let him compete with you." Zhou Wen said in a daze.

Chen Aoshan was furious and said, "Are you scared?"

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't come here. I'm so tedious. Can you?" Zhou Wen said casually.

Lei Hao and his friends also came over, with a smile on their faces.

They knew the strength of the Shanghai University Martial Arts Society, but they were not so kind to remind Shanghai University of Jiaotong University.

"Since you sent a member to take action, I can't bully you. I will also send a member to take action!" Chen Aoshan said slowly.

He was really a little weak by Zhou Wen's calm look and did not dare to go on stage in person.

Song Rong looks like a trainer, not an ordinary person.

If he loses here, it will be embarrassing.

"Wang Hao, come on!" Chen Ao Shang said coldly.

Behind him, a boy stood up.

This boy has a strong body, thick arms and full chest muscles.

He said proudly: "Student, I'm really afraid that if you punch you, you won't be able to participate in tomorrow's competition."

"It won't bother you." Song Rong said bluntly.

His body was not that strong because he had reached the peak of external strength, his strength was restrained, and he began to condense into his body.

Only in this way can internal strength be condensed.

"Now, Shanghai University will definitely lose!"

"I think the so-called vice president is afraid of embarrassing people, so he dare not take action!"

"That's nonsense. He must be afraid of Chen Aoshan!"

Everyone talked.

"Since you have chosen, then start!" Chen Aoshan said loudly.

Everyone then dispersed, leaving a small piece of open space.

Wang Hao took the lead to the center and hooked his finger towards Song Rong, full of provocation.

"Song Rong, start with a gentle start, friendship is the first, competition is the second." Zhou Wen reminded.

"Don't worry, president!" Song Rong walked up with a smile on his face.

At this moment, many students stood up and surrounded the open space.
To be continued...