Yu Lishan pointed to a few people, but those few felt as if they were going to the execution ground.
"No, I can't, President... I... I have diarrhea, my whole body is weak, if I exert myself any more, I'll faint, I can't fight..."
"I found out I kicked off my blanket when I woke up this morning, now I have a bit of a cough, cough cough... I'll go check it out at the school clinic later!"
One after another, they all made excuses, leaving Yu Lishan so angry his face darkened. If it weren't for the crowd, he might have lost it already.
His hand landed on the last person, and this person was none other than the vice president of their Taekwondo Club.
The vice president glared, fuming: "You guys are way too cowardly! Running away from a fight, is this the behavior of someone learning martial arts? Doing this, are you worthy of the president's training?"
Finally, someone understood him. Yu Lishan was overjoyed.
