Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan glared exasperatedly at Little Four and said, "You still have the time to care about others? Have you solved the mystery of that one-inch punch yet? "
Little Four puffed up his cheeks angrily at these words. Boss's request was too much — how could the mystery of the one-inch punch be solved so easily? He wasn't treating his little brother like a little brother at all — this was clearly child labour...
Hmph, he was going to complain... er, go find help!
Little Four's little eyes were full of resentment. He glanced at Ling Lan, who had already turned her attention to the outside world, and then slowly disappeared from the mindspace, vanishing without a trace.
Luo Chao's victorious return gave Luo Lang and the others the mood to check on the results of Luo Shaoyun and Li Jinghong's battle. As expected, Luo Shaoyun successfully advanced into the top 100, while Li Jinghong's comeback failed. The students of Special Class-A were not to be trifled with — trying to make a comeback was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
When Luo Lang found out who Li Jinghong's opponent was, his face was full of wonder at his bad luck. It turned out that Li Jinghong's opponent was the second place of Special Class-A, Wu Jiong. Even Luo Lang himself wasn't confident that he could win against that guy. The chances of victory were only fifty-fifty, perhaps slightly lower than Luo Lang's.
Not long after, Zilong ran back happily. His opponent was someone from the merit class, so he didn't feel too pressured. Within ten moves, he had defeated the other and returned victorious.
Meanwhile, Yuan Youyun was still fighting, so it probably wouldn't end so quickly. Soon after, the fourth match began. Han Jijun and He Chaoyang also took to the field, followed by Luo Lang for the fifth match and Ling Lan for the sixth. Just like that, Ling Lan and the other ten people took turns to finish their morning matches.
Li Jinghong and He Chaoyang of the merit class stopped at the same time, while the other eight successfully advanced into the top 100, securing their spots in the special classes. It could be seen that the positions of the children of the special classes were very secure. If the merit class children wanted to make a comeback, they still had a long way to go.
Of the students who advanced into the top 100, Ling Lan was the most relaxed, defeating one of the merit class children with just one move. Of course, his actions almost destroyed the child's confidence. Fortunately, the teacher, who was acting as the referee, immediately used spiritual guidance to save the child's future. Because of this, Ling Lan received a lot of dissatisfied looks from the instructor. That look was obviously saying, "It's not too late to make your move after letting me have a few moves. Why do you have to be so ruthless …"
Under the instructor's sharp gaze, Ling Lan could only rub her nose and leave dejectedly. Actually, she couldn't be blamed for this. The moment the other party attacked, she saw the other party's weak point. The light emitted by this weak point was too dazzling. Before she could react, she had already punched out. By the time she came to her senses, her opponent had already been knocked out of the arena by her. Even if she wanted to give him a few moves, she had no chance to do so.
Other than the oddball Ling Lan, the next best result was to defeat an opponent within ten moves. There were quite a number of people who had achieved this — the top five of Special Class-A had all achieved this, along with Zilong and Luo Lang.
Just like that, the morning's fights were all over. Li Jinghong and He Chaoyang collected their emotions, happily celebrating their companions' successful advancement. They all went to the school canteen together, ready to have a sumptuous meal to reward themselves.
At this time, Ling Lan was also very generous, agreeing to take out 5000 credits to let them order some of the delicacies they had been drooling over for a long time to celebrate. They ate very happily. After eating and drinking to their heart's content, they rested for a while before welcoming the afternoon's fights. This was the battle to advance from the top 100 to the top 50, which was actually the final battle for a spot in Class-A.
Because the number of people had been reduced by half, there were only three fights in the afternoon. This time, Ling Lan was no longer the last to fight, but was the first to fight.
Ling Lan's opponent was a student from Special Class-B. In the advancement from the top 100 to the top 50, there wouldn't be a situation where Class-A students would fight each other. The academy wouldn't be so dumb as to let outstanding children lose their chance to advance. Therefore, if a child from Class-B wanted to make a comeback and enter Class-A, they would need to defeat a child from Class-A to prove their strength.
As soon as Ling Lan stepped onto the stage, she felt an extremely piercing warning stare. Focusing her gaze, Ling Lan felt a little guilty, and cold sweat began to form on her forehead. Hells, why was her luck so bad?
So the referee in charge of their arena was, of all things, the same teacher who had been the referee for her morning fight. Seeing Ling Lan step onto the stage, the teacher's gaze was full of warning, telling Ling Lan to take it easy this time, and not be in a hurry to make a move. No matter what, she should leave some leeway for her peers and give them more confidence.
Ling Lan secretly wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead, reminding herself that she couldn't make the same mistake as in the last fight. For this reason, she purposely clasped her hands behind her back, clasping them tightly together to control each other. This way, no matter how strong her reflexes were, she wouldn't be able to make a move.
Although Ling Lan's actions were well-intentioned, in the opponent's eyes, Ling Lan's posture with her hands clasped behind her back was really a little too arrogant. It was obvious that she was looking down on him. He felt humiliated, and his childish little face flushed red with anger.
When he heard the referee call for the fight to begin, he had pounced over. Without any probing, he had immediately launched a powerful whirlwind side kick. That force had definitely used up all the strength in his body — it was clear to see how enraged the opponent was, to the extent that he was probably close to losing his rationality. Thus, he wouldn't have charged at Ling Lan so recklessly and attacked her.
Even though Ling Lan had made a lot of preparations before the fight, unfortunately, all of them were useless. When Ling Lan saw the opponent's vicious kick coming towards her, as the opponent's movements drew closer and closer, an absolutely fatal opening appeared right before Ling Lan's eyes.
Generally, moves that used up all their strength would have this sort of opening — the only difference was the size of the opening.
Ling Lan's reflexes were definitely top-notch. Seeing this opening, she didn't have time to think at all, and reflexively struck out...
Didn't they say that Ling Lan had held her own hands together? Why was she still able to attack?
Indeed, Ling Lan's hands had been held very tightly, and she had indeed been unable to attack. But who asked the opponent to strike with his foot? And then, reflexively, she followed up with a kick, directly kicking out.
When her kick landed heavily on the opponent's body, she knew something was wrong. Unfortunately, at that time, she had already been unable to hold back her strength. The only fortunate thing was that she hadn't used the wave stacking technique she had learned from the learning space. Even her own strength had been controlled by her to only use 50%.
But even so, the opponent was still kicked out of the stage by her. This clean kick made the spectating students cry out in surprise, and also made the expressions of some of the senior seniors who had inadvertently witnessed this scene turn much more serious. This also drew a fiery glare from the referee instructor. D * mmit, didn't I tell you to take it easy? Why are you still going at it, still going at it, still going at it...
The resentment and condemnation in the instructor's eyes was too much for Ling Lan to bear. She covered her head and scurried away, jumping off the stage to escape.
Ling Lan's decisive and decisive one-move defeat of her opponent drew the attention of all the first grade students. Mind you, Ling Lan's current opponent was a Special Class-B student. Although the children of Class-A were stronger than the children of Class-B, they weren't so strong that they could be defeated in one move. Ling Lan's impressive performance made everyone secretly speculate that Ling Lan was probably the strongest in the first grade — whatever top scorer or top scorer was just fleeting clouds.
The following few matches proved this point. When the top scorer of Class-A, Li Yingjie, faced off against a student of Class-B, he defeated the other in 28 moves. Compared to the results of the previous years, this result could be considered outstanding. Unfortunately, compared to the aberrant Ling Lan, Li Yingjie's performance seemed very mediocre. This made Li Yingjie furious, and he now had one more reason to hate Ling Lan — that arrogant brat who had stolen his limelight was really too hateful...
Zilong's performance was also not bad, defeating his opponent in 30 moves. Luo Lang was a little worse, but he also defeated his opponent in 50 moves. This result could be considered one of the best in Class-A.
Meanwhile, Han Jijun was caught in a protracted battle. It couldn't be helped — Han Jijun's brain was top-notch, but his combat ability was a little lacking. In addition, he didn't have any sure-kill skills, so he could only use a protracted battle to exhaust the opponent's stamina. In the end, when the battle had reached close to 300 moves, the clever Han Jijun found a nearly undetectable opportunity to defeat his opponent, successfully advancing into the top 50.
Meanwhile, the four original Class-B students — Han Xuya, Luo Chao, Luo Shaoyun, and Yuan Youyun — were still stuck here, unable to enter the top 50. They were still studying in Class-B for the second half of the year. This once again proved that it was not so easy to advance any further.
After the day's battles ended, the list of the top 50 was officially announced. Among them, 49 were unchanged, still the original Class-A members. Only one member had a change. The original second-to-last in Class-A was defeated by the second-place ranker of Class-B, successfully taking his place. He successfully advanced into the top 50, becoming the only child to successfully make a comeback.
This result made the first-place ranker of Class-B cry bitterly. In truth, he was a little stronger than the second-place ranker, but he had still lost to the last-place ranker of Class-A, Lin Zhong-qing. His luck was really rather bad — Lin Zhong-qing was much stronger than the second-to-last ranker, so he hadn't had the slightest chance. In the end, he could only watch as his classmate advanced smoothly, while he had to wait for another half a year.
In fact, by this day, the classes had basically been confirmed. The next few days would be the real intra-class ranking battles, especially the top 50 ranking battles, which were the focus of everyone's attention.
On the fifth day, the intra-class ranking battles officially began. The matchups were also announced on the same day, still based on results. For example, the top ranker would face the bottom ranker, the second ranker would face the 49th ranker, and so on.
Seeing this matchup, the 34th ranker of Class-A was the first to wail loudly, because his opponent was Ling Lan, who had consecutively defeated all her opponents in one move to advance into the top 50. The classmates who were on good terms with him all patted him on the shoulder in consolation, but in reality, they were all sighing internally — thank goodness it wasn't them.
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