Liu Feng didn't return to the hotel until it was past six o'clock the next morning, and he was exhausted all over.

"Liu Feng, where were you going?"

Yang s.h.i.+wen and Xiaomin also stayed up all night, and, after day broke, both of them were waiting in front of the door of Liu Feng's room. Therefore, when Liu Feng showed up, First Miss Lady Yang asked angrily and anxiously.

Although Liu Feng was quite tired, his eyes flashed with excitement. "I went to practice martial arts. s.h.i.+wen, if you have something to talk with me, just wait until I have a sound sleep. I'm so tired this night."

While speaking, Liu Feng swiped the room card and pushed the door to enter the room.

Yang s.h.i.+wen and Xiaomin showed a touch of anger in their pretty faces when they saw the door closing quickly.

"D*mn it! I'm worried about him for a whole night. He should go to sleep straightaway as soon as he came back. I don't know if this b*stard was hanging out with the woman called Cool Plum. Humph!"

"Probably. I've heard that if a man makes love too much, he will be very fatigued, and may even be exhausted!"

Now Liu Feng fell asleep in the bed. If Brother Feng heard the gossip of the two ladies, I didn't know how he would think.

Liu Feng slept until 3:0 p.m. before he was woken by a knock on the door.

"Who's that?" When Liu Feng rubbed his eyes and opened the door, a large group of people should stand outside the door.

"Brother Feng, I am coming. The Universiade will officially start tonight, and there will be a striker match tomorrow morning. Besides, you have to come with our Striker Club since there will be many things to do, such as weighting before the game."

Among those in front of the door, the first one to speak out was Wei Zixuan. He was the head of the Striker Club, who looked extremely optimistic and confident.

"Young man, it turns out that you are Liu Feng. You have a striking appearance."

Behind Wei Zixuan stood a tall and thin middle-aged man, who kept staring at Liu Feng. "Zixuan once said, you alone beat all the other members of the Striker Club. I didn't buy it at that time, but it was true after I asked about it. If you and Zixuan work together this time, the Striker Club should be able to win two gold medals!"

Wei Zixuan quickly introduced, "Brother Feng, this is my master, also the honorary coach of our Striker Club. It's just that my master is usually busy, and he's also the Vice President of the Donghai Martial Arts a.s.sociation, so he seldom stays at our university."

"You…"

"No need to greet me."

Wei Zixuan's master waved his hand to interrupt Liu Feng, "No need to greet me. As a senior in the world of martial arts, I don't really care about the courtesy."

"D*mn it!"

Liu Feng wore an iconic smile in his face, but he almost swore straightaway. "Who wants to greet you? What I want to say is that you aren't a qualified coach in this way, since you're getting paid by virtue of an honorary t.i.tle without really working, right?"

Wei Zixuan knew about Liu Feng's temper, and quickly diverted the topic, "Brother Feng, why are you still sleeping at this time?" You haven't had a good rest last night, have you?"

Liu Feng only wore a vest and shorts so that anyone could tell that he was sleeping just now.

Liu Feng said, "I enjoyed myself all last night, haha!"

"You enjoyed yourself all last night, then can you master martial arts?"

Wei Zixuan's master frowned on the side and said with displeasure, "Young man, I have to remind you. The person practicing the martial arts is to push his physical strength and spirit to the peak and keep it for a long time. Therefore, before reaching a certain level in the martial arts, you must strictly abide by the standard schedule. You..."

"Excuse me, what do you mean by 'reaching a certain level in the martial arts'?" Liu Feng was not a person who liked to suffer losses. He was interrupted once just now, he also b.u.t.ted in this time.

"At least reaching my level."

Wei Zixuan's master seemed even more discontented, and he patted his chest and said, "I've practiced the Through-the-Back Fist for half a lifetime, so that I've reached the level of dark force and can manage to control my metabolism with an effort. Even so, I still maintain a good schedule for daily routines. You young man, you..."

"You can control your metabolism after reaching the level of dark force?"

Liu Feng once again interrupted Old Fu and said with a sneer, "Managing to control the speed of one's own metabolism with an effort, at least requires to reach the level of force dispersing, which is much more powerful than the level of dark force."

"You, you know what? You are just talking about the hearsay."

Old Fu felt a touch awkward, and he yelled while staring, "Liu Feng, you are quite awesome to lead the Technology University Football Team to steal the show, but in terms of the martial arts, can you know them better than me, who has practiced martial arts for half a lifetime and who is almost 50 years old?"

Wei Zixuan, on the side, always had his mouth open and wanted to prevent his master, but Old Fu was too excited at this time, and didn't give him a chance to speak.

Behind Wei Zixuan and his master, there stood members of the Technology University Football Team, as well as several leaders of Technology University. At this time, they were unable to chip in just as Wei Zixuan.

Finally, after Old Fu shouted for a while, he was a bit thirsty and paused; a middle-aged man who seemed a leader of Technology University came near.

"Mr. Fu, don't be upset. Liu Feng is young and vigorous, and he is thoughtless. I apologize to you on his behalf." This leader was good at interpersonal skills. He didn't criticize Liu Feng, and only said that he was young and vigorous, and he apologized to Old Fu on behalf of Liu Feng.

Liu Feng didn't care about Old Fu, who was not so capable but sensitive about his reputation. If this incident was over, he also didn't want to cause trouble.

But this Old Fu didn't seem to let it go, and said while waving his hand, "Old Dou, you are the head of the Student Department of your Technology University, and also a well-known goody-goody. To put it bluntly, you are a person who likes to smooth things over. Your apology makes no sense."

On the surface, Old Fu was talking to Old Dou, but he kept staring at Liu Feng.

Brother Feng also lost his temper. "So what do you want?"

"Want what? You have to apologize to me, of course."

Old Fu said rudely, "If you're unwilling to apologize, then I will teach you several tricks. In that way, you'll not only improve your martial arts, but also be taught how to behave."

Wei Zixuan, on the side, showed a terrible look. In his eyes, his master was really amazing in martial arts, but he felt that Liu Feng was even more powerful!

Besides, Wei Zixuan also knew about Liu Feng's temper. If they really fought, he was afraid... Wei Zixuan was now scratching his head the moment he thought of the result.

As expected, Liu Feng said with a smile, "Okay, then Mr. Fu, please teach me several tricks! But I have to make it clear at first, once you want to fight, I hope you can teach me instead of being taught by me!"

"Just you?"

At this time, Mr. Fu looked awful just as his apprentice. "Nice, the young men are now getting increasingly mad. Just come, let's find a s.p.a.cious place and see who the one to teach is!"

"To see who the one to teach is, why do we bother to find a s.p.a.cious place?"

Liu Feng sneered and said, "Everyone step aside please. The s.p.a.ce in this corridor is s.p.a.cious enough."