"Fine," Chen Zhao said. "Since we're going to compete, we'll use the points system. Also, choose someone to compete with me."
Everyone looked at each other. In the end, the leader ran out.
"I'll compete with you," the leader said.
"Villiers, don't embarrass UCSF."
"Don't worry. You already lost last year." Chen Zhao didn't give them any face.
"It doesn't matter. You've already lost your face last year." Chen Zhao didn't want to give them any face.
Because of the boxing club incident, all the UCSF students felt embarrassed. It also affected their mentality.
Because of the boxing club incident, all of the UCSF students felt humiliated, and it affected their own psychology as well.
They didn't think that fighting was embarrassing. In fact, even UCLA thought so.
They didn't think it was embarrassing to fight. In fact, even UCLA thought so.
The key was that he took the initiative to pick a fight with someone, but in the end, he lost.
Most of the students had experienced last year's incident.
When they heard Chen Zhao's words, they were all furious.
Usually, they'd fight impulsively after being insulted like that.
Normally, they'd definitely fight impulsively after being insulted like that.
But before Chen Zhao, they really didn't have the courage.
Fight Chen Zhao?
They probably wouldn't die fast enough.
"The waves are perfect right now. Don't waste time. Come," Chen Zhao urged. "Oh, lend me a surfboard."
Chen Zhao didn't care if they were willing or not. He snatched a surfboard.
"Three, two, one, start."
Holding the boards, Chen Zhao and Villiers charged into the water at the same time.
First, they paddled and waited for the waves to come.
The highest waves on the Grand Canyon Beach could go over 18 meters. Usually, it was a good surfing beach if it could go over eight meters.
Normal people wouldn't dare to surf there. If they encountered a huge wave over 18 meters, they'd get hurt.
Villiers was faster than Chen Zhao. He looked back at Chen Zhao mockingly.
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. This was a surfing competition, not a paddling competition. What's the point of being fast?
By then, the two had already paddled to the waves. Villiers stood on the board first.
Chen Zhao also stood on the surfboard.
Then it was time to get on the waves. The two controlled the boards and slid up.
Getting on the waves was already a score. Being able to get on the waves without falling was five points.
It had to be said that Villiers's technique was quite good. He managed to get up and down twice in a row.
Chen Zhao leaned back and stepped on the bottom of the skateboard with one foot. The front end was completely lifted up.
He maintained a stable posture, neither up nor down in the middle of the wave wall.
"What move is that?"
"That's climbing the wall." Said a student who was familiar with surfing, but his face was quite heavy. "This is a very difficult move."
By then, the waves had already arrived. Both Chen Zhao and Villiers lowered their center of gravity.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, were running away from the wall of waves.
Logically speaking, Chen Zhao, who was at the back, was at a greater disadvantage.
But Chen Zhao kept his composure.
On the other hand, Villiers' body began to sway, and both of them were engulfed by the waves.
As for Villiers, he lost his balance and fell heavily into the sea.
Chen Zhao successfully passed through the wall of waves. He stood firmly on the skateboard and continued to row forward.
Everyone's expressions were ugly. It was obvious that Villiers had lost.
In terms of technique, it wasn't as difficult as Chen Zhao. In terms of stability, it wasn't as stable as Chen Zhao.
The difference wasn't just a little bit.
Chen Zhao returned to the shore first and tossed the skateboard to the UCSF students.
"You people from UCSF are so useless. How dare you challenge me with such little skill? Go back and drink milk for a few more years." Chen Zhao's words were quite unpleasant.
But just then, a woman in a swimsuit walked over.
"Kid, are you insulting UCSF?"
"You? You're from UCSF too? Then I'll admit it. "Chen Zhao shrugged.
"I'll compete with you," the woman said.
"Are all UCSF people so sore losers? You win one and then another, just like last year's sports day." Chen Zhao's tone was rather arrogant.
"You can call them losers, but you can't call UCSF people that bad."
"This is the power of the winner, just like last year."
"Which school are you from? You're not a student, right? You should be a teacher or coach from another university. Do you think it's glorious to win against a bunch of students? "
"Last year, they challenged me and I won, so it's glorious. Now, they're challenging me again and I won again. Do you think I should feel ashamed?"
The woman turned to the UCSF students. "Which university is he from?"
The students didn't know this woman, but she must be a senior from their school. At least they were on the same side.
"He's a professor at UCLA."
"Professor? Isn't he a coach or PE teacher? "
"He's the coach of the boxing club and the swimming team," Villiers said.
"So your best events are boxing and swimming, right? I'll find someone and you can compete with him. "
"Not interested," Chen Zhao said disinterestedly.
"Are you scared?"
"If I have to accept everyone's challenge, wouldn't I be too busy?"
"One million dollars. If you can beat this person, I won't pursue your inappropriate comments. If you lose, you have to publicly apologize."
"Chen, if this lady wants to give you money, why don't you accept?" Fali asked.
"I don't want to waste such a good time for a million dollars."
"Miss, this man's boxing skills are very strong. He crippled Douglas with one punch."
Hearing this, the woman's expression changed.
Then she said, "Let's compete in swimming."
Fali snorted. This woman probably didn't know how to write the word "death".
How good was Chen Zhao's swimming?
Even fish in the water couldn't swim faster than Chen Zhao.
"Darling, it's time to show you how good you are," Fali said.
"You're comparing us?"
"Of course not. I'm looking for someone."
"Fine, but you better hurry up. I don't want to waste time."
"Half an hour," the woman said.
"Okay, I'll give you half an hour. Oh, you better prepare a million dollars too. Don't go back on your words."
The woman jogged to the changing room and picked up her phone. "Eveleigh, come to the Grand Canyon Beach immediately."
"Beresa, what do you want me to do?"
"Don't worry about that. Hurry up. Don't forget that you still owe me."
"Does that mean I'll return the favor if I go?"
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