Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

Chapter 523: Chapter 200: Heritage, Belief, Peace, and Perseverance_2

Still too little summer vacation homework, society feeds you too well.

Bastard.

”Grandpa, don’t be mad.

”This is an MVP collaborative jersey. My classmate’s brother is in the North Martial student council; otherwise, I wouldn’t have gotten it.

”Do you know?

”West Martial Su Yue wore this battle robe to defeat Dongwu’s great god Meng Yang. We all really admire King Tang.”

The middle schooler hurriedly protected his precious hoodie, afraid it would get dirty.

”King Tang? Who’s that?”

The grandpa was curious.

”Su Yue.

”In our fan circle, we all think Su Yue is super cool, but calling him Prince Shuai seems a bit over the top, so we eventually settled on King Tang, as in the Golden Age of Tang.”

Seeing the grandpa still full of doubt, the middle schooler quickly struck a hip hop pose:

”Yo yo yo... Once, I made a bet with myself, if my name existed in ancient times, it would definitely be in the Celestial Strategy Mansion of the Golden Age of Tang.

”Yo... Everyone remembers, the strongest will definitely emerge in the 27th century of high martial arts.

”Listen to this music, listen to this grand ambition.

”Grandpa, you said in ancient times, the Golden Age of Tang was a particularly powerful dynasty. Since Su Yue likes the Golden Age, he’s King Tang.

”The 27th century of high martial arts is our young people’s Golden Age of Tang, and it’ll be Earth’s strongest century... yo.”

The middle schooler explained.

”Yo... my grandson is low IQ, you’re just a little kid, inexplicably getting swindled, hope you don’t go astray, young people should grasp their future... skr, skr!”

The grandpa rolled his eyes.

Freestyling in front of me, you’re all just grandkids.

”Whoa, cool, Grandpa, you actually have hip hop blood rolling in you.”

The middle schooler was stunned and speechless.

”Stop the nonsense, hurry and return the clothes.”

The grandpa scolded angrily.

”Grandpa, wearing this battle robe, I will definitely be able to get into West Martial in the future, definitely enter the student council. Grandpa, you have to believe in me.”

The middle schooler was full of confidence.

You can return my head, but this piece of clothing is faith.

You don’t understand the faith of young people.

”But your King Tang, Su Yue, is from West Martial. Why was the hoodie released by North Martial?

”Stupid grandson, did you buy a fake?”

The grandpa, having retired from the business world, was very cautious.

It’s okay to spend money, but don’t pay the intelligence tax.

”Yeah, this clothing should be sold at West Martial. Why would it be at North Martial.”

At this moment, a table of diners looked up.

Especially Su Yue.

He was even more frustrated.

It’s only been two days since the hundred-school battle ended, most people have already left, but Su Yue and this group stayed behind to tie up some loose ends, like collecting prizes and signing documents.

But in these two days, Su Yue clearly noticed, many collaborative clothing items appeared on the street.

This is freaking plagiarism of his creativity.

”Whoa, are you King Tang, you’re King Tang, right?

”Don’t move, don’t move... let me take a picture, share it in my moments, don’t move.”

The middle schooler exclaimed.

Then, he hurried to take a selfie with Su Yue, making a peace sign, excited to the point his face was flushed.

”Touch up my face, please.”

Su Yue reminded.

”I suggest you take a picture with the West Martial Dragon King too, he was last year’s MVP, can’t miss this opportunity.”

Bai Xiaolong stood next to Su Yue.

He couldn’t stand Su Yue’s popularity, little girls often sought his autograph, Bai Xiaolong was very jealous.

”Dragon King? I haven’t really heard of him, maybe next time for a photo.

”King Tang, can you sign for me? I’m your hardcore fan, the vice leader of the fan group.”

The middle schooler lifted the collaborative hoodie again.

With King Tang’s autograph, he’ll be the big boss in the fan group.

”This... uh, Dragon King, why don’t you also promote a bit in the fan group?”

Su Yue signed while pointing at Bai Xiaolong.

Feeling a bit awkward.

The current Bai Xiaolong, just like a faded star, is quite pitiful.

”This...”

The middle schooler frowned, clearly reluctant.

”And Book King, you can promote too.”

Du Jing’s Book hurriedly spoke up.

Am I really that unknown?

Is it because I can’t sing, dance, rap, or play basketball?

”Wow, you’re Du Jing’s Book, right.”

The middle schooler exclaimed again.

”Yes.”

Du Jing’s Book nodded with satisfaction.

Turns out, I’m not that unpopular.