Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Alright, as long as you stand still and let me hit you a few times, it'll be fine!" Yuan Chen had just finished speaking when he rushed over, ready to teach this glib-tongued brat a lesson.
"That won't do. If I get hit, it'll hurt..." Xie Yi cried out, turning to run in fright. Just as Yuan Chen was about to hit him, he suddenly turned around and jumped up. His initially empty right hand was now holding onto a rubber baton, and with a powerful Splitting Mountain move, he swung it viciously at Yuan Chen's head.
Xie Yi's counterattack was too fast and too sudden. This unexpected move startled Yuan Chen, and he did not dare to continue attacking Xie Yi. He hurriedly stopped in his tracks and raised the baton above his head, forcibly blocking Xie Yi's attack. Luckily, he had reacted quickly, or else he would have been caught by Xie Yi's sneak attack.
Even so, Yuan Chen still suffered greatly. Xie Yi had attacked unintentionally, while Yuan Chen had reacted hastily. This attack caused him to stumble back three or four steps, a dull pain surging in his chest. He could not help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood...
"Despicable!" shouted Yuan Chen angrily, pressing a hand to his chest.
"This fighting style, it's too despicable!" Zhang Jing-an's face was flushed with anger. Their team had never suffered such a loss before.
Xie Yi did not seem to understand. With a confused expression, he said, "Aiyaya, why is Senior vomiting blood? Are you trying to tell us that as long as we work hard, we will reap the rewards? " Xie Yi's face lit up instantly, and he said emotionally, "Sob sob sob, Senior is so nice, not forgetting to teach us at such a crucial moment, even at the cost of getting injured..."
"Shut up! I will definitely kill you! " Yuan Chen's eyes were red. He felt like he had been played by the ant in his eyes. He felt humiliated, as if his pride had been trampled under someone's feet. He wanted revenge, to wash away his humiliation with the other's blood. For the first time, he felt a strong desire to kill...
Not too far away, Ling Lan frowned. She could clearly feel the killing intent of that 10th grader. Because he could not accept the fact that someone weaker than him was stronger, he chose to destroy them? Was this the ugliness of human nature?
Ling Lan looked at Xie Yi, who was still smiling and seemingly unaffected by Yuan Chen's murderous intent. Her lips curled into a smile as she said, "I always thought that I was good at hiding my strength. I didn't think that there would be someone better at hiding than me … This world isn't as simple as it seems …"
"Yuan Chen, don't break the rules..." Zhang Jing-an had similarly sensed Yuan Chen's murderous intent and thus spoke up to warn him.
"Captain, don't worry. I will solve this matter perfectly." As long as he didn't give the other party a chance to admit defeat and ask for help, even if he accidentally killed the other party, the academy wouldn't be able to punish him. "Captain, you guys can leave for a while." He didn't want anyone to complain when he was killing people, even if it was the captain.
Zhang Jing-an took a long look at Yuan Chen and said, "That's fine too..." That said, with a flash, he left the scene. Shi Qi and the others glanced at Yuan Chen below, and then left with Zhang Jing-an without saying anything.
The moment Zhang Jing-an and the others left, Xie Yi, who had been all smiles, instantly turned serious. He said to the white-clothed Xiaoming behind him, "Hurry up and leave this place..."
"No, we can't leave you to deal with him alone. Let's go together." The white-clothed Xiaoming's expression was insistent. He believed that two people working together would always have a better chance of winning than one person.
"Please, you're already heavily injured, how can you still fight? Besides, if you're not here, I'll be able to escape. Escaping is my forte, so don't drag me down. "Xie Yi could not help but roll his eyes. Sometimes, being too loyal was also a troublesome matter.
"Really?" The white-clothed Xiaoming was half-convinced.
"Of course it's true... hurry up and leave..." Xie Yi's face was full of disdain. As if shooing away a fly, he waved impatiently at the white-clothed Xiaoming behind him.
The white-clothed Xiaoming glanced worriedly at Xie Yi, and when he saw that Xie Yi really had such thoughts, he gritted his teeth and left the scene.
Knowing that the white-clothed Xiaoming had left the scene, Xie Yi's initially tense expression relaxed. "Aiya, the troublesome people are all gone. Now, let's have some fun..." With no one watching, he could bring out his ultimate move. Otherwise, why would he have kept it hidden for so many years... Besides, he was not willing to let go of someone who wanted to kill him. He was not a good person.
Yuan Chen said darkly, "Yes, it is indeed time to have some fun..." That said, he pounced!
On the other side, after Zhang Jing-an had led his five team members forward for 500 to 600 metres, Shi Qi reminded them, "Those people are just ahead. They'll be here soon." He was referring to the group of 7th grade Class-B students they had been chasing at the start.
"Zhu Qi, Qing Ming, I'll leave those people to you guys!" Zhang Jing-an had no intention of taking on opponents like this himself.
"Shi Qi, you go and hold the line!" Zhang Jing-an had sent Shi Qi over not because he was afraid that Zhu Qi and Qing Ming would fail, but because he was afraid that one or two of those people would run away. Zhang Jing-an liked to wipe them out all at once, and did not like any fish to slip through the net.
"Yes, Leader!" The three of them acknowledged the order, and very quickly, they dashed off.
"Leader, what about me?" The only team member left behind was depressed. Everyone else had things to do, and he was the only one left with nothing to do.
"Luo Qiong, don't you feel that something is off? I keep feeling like someone is observing us, but I can't find the other party. "Zhang Jing-an faced the only team member left, voicing the worry in his heart.
"Leader, could it be that the instructors are watching us?" This was the first thing that came to Luo Qiong's mind. The strength of some instructors was very terrifying — the more they learned, the more they feared those instructors.
"That is also possible, which is why I led you all away from Yuan Chen's place. If the instructors' attention was focused there, we would not have sensed anything here … but this feeling has been following me. Even after I sent out Zhu Qi and Qing Ming, it still lingered here …" As Zhang Jing-an spoke, he suddenly made a sound of surprise, "The feeling has disappeared …"
Then, his expression quickly changed. "Not good, something has happened to Shi Qi." Shi Qi's aura was no longer concealed — this could mean that he had lost consciousness.
"He's been attacked? Is he a match for us? "asked Luo Qiong in shock.
"Of course he's a match. Those instructors would never do anything to Shi Qi." Zhang Jing-an's expression was extremely ugly. He had actually been unknowingly followed by an opponent, and he had split up several times, inadvertently falling into the other's trap.
Ling Lan silently snuck up beside Shi Qi, who was hiding on a tree trunk. Before the other could react, she knocked him out with a single palm strike. Then, she carefully placed the other on the tree trunk, and quietly pressed the other's surrender button for help.
Down below, Zhu Qi and Qing Ming were completely oblivious to all this. At this moment, they were looking with interest at the five figures that had appeared before them. It was the 7th grade Class-B team that had come back to ambush them and rescue their teammates.
Between Ling Lan's fingers, two extremely tiny ice needles appeared out of thin air. With a strong flick of her wrist, the ice needles flew soundlessly into the nape of Zhu Qi and Qing Ming's necks. The two of them shuddered, feeling as if a wave of cold air was assaulting them from the back of their necks. However, this feeling was fleeting, quickly disappearing without a trace, causing them to think that it was just an illusion.
The tiny ice needles would not injure the two of them, nor would they cause any hidden injuries. However, for the next hour, their strength would be restricted by the cold air by 30 to 40%. This was a chance that Ling Lan was giving to the 7th grade team. Whether or not they could grasp it in the end would depend entirely on the efforts of the 7th grade team.
After doing all this, Ling Lan left the scene, coming to where Zhang Jing-an was waiting.
"You're here!" Zhang Jing-an once again felt that he was being watched, so he spoke up, wanting to lure the other out.
Meanwhile, as Zhang Jing-an spoke, Luo Qiong looked around nervously. D * mn it, he had not sensed anyone approaching at all. Could it be that the other was like that Xie Yi from before, having a specialised stealth effect? He did not believe that it was possible for a 7th grade student to be much stronger than him.
"As expected of the number one of the 10th grade!" A cold voice rang out, seeming to ring out beside their ears, but also seeming to come from an extremely far away place. Zhang Jing-an wanted to use this voice to find the other's location, but he was unable to do so. Instead, this voice blurred out the sounds around him.
"Ugh..." Luo Qiong let out a muffled groan, as if strangled in his throat. Without even thinking, Zhang Jing-an lunged towards where Luo Qiong had been, but saw that there was no one there.
Zhang Jing-an stood there, cold sweat beading on his forehead. The other had already made his move. He had lost a team member in an instant, but he had been unable to catch sight of the other's figure at all, not even knowing who the other was. When had such a prodigy appeared in the 7th grade? Or was it that some teacher with a bad personality was playing a prank on him?
By this time, Ling Lan had already appeared at the spot where Shi Qi had been placed. She similarly placed Luo Qiong there, pressed the button to surrender and ask for help, and then disappeared once more.
Not long after Ling Lan disappeared, two figures suddenly appeared on that large tree branch. Seeing the two red-clothed youths hanging on the branch, one of them exclaimed, "10th grade Class-A..."
One of them bent down to check the necks of the two youths hanging on the branch. "They've fainted!"
"How are their injuries?" asked the other person worriedly.
"The opponent is very skilled. These two youths were knocked unconscious with a single palm strike when they were caught off guard. They were not injured at all." The person who had been investigating at the beginning continued to check the cause of the two youths' unconsciousness.
"In that case, the opponent knocked them unconscious, and then pressed the button to surrender and ask for help so that we could take them away?" asked the other person, pleasantly surprised.
"Looks like it..." The person who had been investigating was also in a good mood. He would indeed be happy to find a strong student, but he would be even happier to find that this student's character was impeccable. Every teacher hoped that the students of the academy would be outstanding in all aspects, moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and work.
"The 7th grade students aren't as weak as we thought..." Initially, the teachers had thought that the 7th grade would definitely lose this grand armed melee, but now it looked like it had still been too early to conclude.
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