Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill!-Chapter 445: The Unprincipled Curator

Viewers in the live stream couldn’t help but discuss the competition’s challenge rules after seeing them.

"This curator is really confident, fighting thirty people in one day, is he really that good?"

"Don’t use your hobbies to challenge someone else’s profession. If he were fighting thirty professionals, he might run out of energy, but fighting amateurs like Wu Bin and the others, he probably wouldn’t need to expend much energy and could recover quickly."

"I can only say this curator is really dedicated, personally stepping up to promote the Martial Arts studio; it shows he values it highly."

"Of course he values it—he might even be the boss. Whatever the studio makes is what he makes, do you think he wouldn’t care?"

Just as the viewers were busy discussing, the first challenger had already stepped up to the platform.

It was clear this person had only the appearance of being burly but likely hadn’t trained.

So, after this person got up, he and Cui Hu made various exaggerated, probing moves, causing the audience below to burst into laughter.

Cui Hu was also very confident. Once he realized the opponent hadn’t trained, he relaxed, stood there, and made a provocative gesture to the man.

Cui Hu really understood the impact of a good show.

You couldn’t just go up to such an opponent and finish them off cleanly—that wouldn’t work.

You had to give your opponent more time to perform.

The more exaggerated their performance now, the more aggressive it would appear, making your own eventual move more impressive.

And indeed, that was the case.

This stranger, perhaps reading too many martial arts novels, kept probing Cui Hu. Sometimes, even without Cui Hu making a move, he managed to trip himself.

Below, Wang Zhi and a group of students all had mocking expressions on their faces.

To think this level dared to challenge Cui Hu, this person was really overestimating himself.

Could he really think that with his self-tripping skills, he could win fifty thousand yuan?

As everyone was thinking this, Cui Hu felt it was about time and naturally didn’t want to waste more time with this person.

He saw Cui Hu directly approach and grab the man’s clothes.

The man hadn’t even registered what was happening when he was solidly flipped over Cui Hu’s shoulder!

Bang!

The challenger was slammed hard onto the platform’s mat.

Even with the mat there, the challenger was not lightly thrown, taking a while to recover, staggering even as Cui Hu reached to help him up.

Seeing this, the audience below clapped and cheered, but the online viewers figured something out.

"Cui Hu’s character isn’t that great, knowing the other guy hadn’t trained and yet striking so fiercely, doesn’t seem like a good guy."

"Yeah, when we siblings practice together, we’re supposed to catch and support, not let someone actually fall. Even with a mat, a real fall can really shake you up internally."

"It’s probably for the show. If he didn’t do it this way, how could he appear so impressive?"

"Exactly for the show’s sake—didn’t you see everyone clapping when he threw that challenger down? People enjoy a good, solid punch-up."

Wu Bin also saw that Cui Hu wasn’t that great.

Even though the challenger was there for the fifty thousand yuan challenge that he’d invited, it wasn’t supposed to be a hostile challenge.

If it were, it might be justified to take such harsh measures.

However, someone just joining in the fun and being used for promotion, isn’t it over the line to strike so harshly?

Wu Bin sensed there was a problem, but the audience below didn’t notice.

They continued their cheers.

At that moment, the second challenger stepped up.

Just from the posture, it was clear this challenger had trained.

Cui Hu’s expression also turned serious.

After all, facing a trained opponent and taking it lightly could mean a small mishap wouldn’t just cost fifty thousand, but the reputation of his Martial Arts studio as well.

After a brief round of probing, Cui Hu determined the opponent practiced Sanda.

Such opponents were the hardest to deal with because Sanda emphasizes quick attacks and defenses.

They strike fast and retreat even faster, hardly giving any chance for a counter.

Cui Hu and the opponent circled each other on the platform, the audience growing a bit weary.

After all, a match between professionals, though one misstep might decide the verdict, wasn’t as visually appealing and lacked showmanship.

Fortunately, Cui Hu’s skills were undeniable.

He seized the moment when the opponent kicked, caught the leg, and using Jujutsu, he slammed him hard onto the ground and secured a hold!

The opponent, being a professional athlete, knew when to cut losses.

He quickly tapped the floor, and Cui Hu released him almost instantly.

Then, they shook hands, both appearing very friendly.

After witnessing this, the live stream viewers couldn’t help but speak up.

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"This guy is quite opportunistic. When fighting the first guy, he completely disregarded him, but now facing this Sanda athlete, he’s all respect."

"After all, they are in the same circle, interacting often, so respect is necessary."

"You haven’t been in these circles, so you wouldn’t know. Usually, in such communities, there are ranks of masters, and relationships like junior and senior brothers; if you don’t show respect now, you might get none when you need help later."

"So, Martial Arts has its own circles too? That’s scary, I thought they didn’t have such things."

"How could they not? Look at all those web streamers teaching Martial Arts; if they don’t follow the norms, they’d get exposed as frauds in minutes. Don’t think this circle is easy to navigate, it’s just that you aren’t aware."

"Enough talk, it’s Wu Bin’s turn to come up."

"Go Wu Bin! Show Cui Hu what real skill is!"

"What real skill—I even doubt if Wu Bin is just up there to scam medical expenses."