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As soon as I made my move, the people beside me sprang into action as well. Each of them locked onto an opponent and charged forward, engaging in combat.
The scene of forty people fighting was exceptionally intense, yet it was different from a typical brawl. In a brawl, chaos reigns supreme; sometimes it's hard to tell whether the person next to you is an enemy or an ally, and everyone just swings wildly without any strategy.
However, the fight unfolding before me was different. The situation on the field was clear, devoid of any sense of confusion.
We professionals trained in martial arts; although their skills were still rudimentary, they had already formed a semblance of fighting style. Their movements showed both offense and defense, making the combat visually pleasing, reminiscent of skilled martial artists clashing.
Yet, the newcomers brought by Cai Yanhui were still slightly stronger than us professionals. Although the exchanges had not lasted a minute, they maintained the upper hand. It was only a matter of time before they would take down their respective opponents.
Seeing the situation on the field, Cai Yanhui wore a smug smile. He turned to Wang Ke beside him and said with a laugh, "Haha, Wang Ke, your students aren't that impressive. At this rate, in no more than five minutes, they'll be unable to hold on. It's inevitable that they'll lose. You might as well have them concede early; otherwise, they're bound to suffer some injuries."
Wang Ke's expression remained calm; there was no hint of worry on his face. He merely shot Cai Yanhui a disdainful glance and replied, "Fat Cai, there's still no winner decided yet. Why are you so quick to jump to conclusions? Who knows what will happen next? You should be careful with your words; you might just trip over your own tongue."
Then Wang Ke turned his gaze toward me. Although the current situation wasn't ideal, it was all within our prior expectations.
"Jiang Ling, you need to take down your opponent quickly. The longer this drags on, the worse it will be for us," Wang Ke muttered to himself. On the surface, he appeared calm, but inside he was quite anxious.
At that moment, I found myself engaged with Chi Jun. Initially, I hadn't chosen him as my opponent, but when I saw him charging towards me, I didn't back down and ended up fighting him.
In just one minute of back-and-forth exchanges with Chi Jun, we had traded over twenty blows. I took a moment to glance at my classmates' situations and frowned; my attacks became increasingly fierce.
With my feet grounded in the Daoist Sect's footwork and my fists swinging like giant hammers, I unleashed over twenty punches aimed at Chi Jun's head.
There is a saying: "One force can overcome ten skills." My series of attacks had left Chi Jun struggling to defend himself, forcing him to cross his arms in front of him to block my punches.
At that moment, Chi Jun's lower body was left unprotected. A glint flashed in my eyes as I seized the opportunity, quickly launching a kick aimed at his stomach while shouting, "Buddy, just lie down!"
I put all my strength into that kick, sending Chi Jun flying through the air, landing about three meters away. From my assessment, there was no way Chi Jun would be able to get up; he would need to lie in bed for a while for his injuries to heal.
"Buddy, your skills are decent, but running into me is just bad luck for you." After taking care of Chi Jun, I didn’t linger and turned to help others.
"Jiang Ling, your skills are indeed impressive. It seems I need to take this seriously. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Chi Jun, and I’m your opponent!" At that moment, Chi Jun got back up from the ground, wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and charged at me again.
I turned around, my brow furrowed in confusion as I muttered, "This is impossible! What’s going on with this Chi Jun? He clearly took my kick; how can he act like nothing happened?"
I was somewhat bewildered by the situation before me, but Chi Jun didn’t give me time to think. He had already rushed back in front of me, engaging me in combat once more.
As soon as I clashed with Chi Jun, I sensed that his abilities had increased two or three times compared to before—it was as if he had transformed into a different person. Even when I went all out, I could only match him blow for blow; defeating Chi Jun was no longer so simple.
Outside the Athletic Field, Wang Ke's expression darkened. He had just seen me kick Chi Jun away and felt a surge of joy, thinking things would proceed smoothly according to plan.
But before Wang Ke could fully relish his victory, Chi Jun had already gotten back up and unleashed a powerful fighting prowess that completely occupied my attention.
"Fat Cai, that guy doesn’t seem to be from your school!" Wang Ke said coldly to Cai Yanhui beside him. He noticed that Chi Jun's fighting style was not something taught in schools; it resembled the practical skills honed through extensive combat experience.
At that moment, Wang Ke finally understood why Cai Yanhui hadn’t made any requests; it turned out he had secretly prepared such an underhanded card in Chi Jun. Truly cunning.
Cai Yanhui wore a false smile on his face as he said, "Hehe, Wang Ke, what do you take me for? Chi Jun is definitely one of our school's students. I ran into Chi Jun on the road yesterday and noticed he has quite a talent for martial arts, so I made an exception and let him join our academy as an exchange student in the first year of college. This isn't a violation, right?"
Wang Ke snorted coldly, ignoring Cai Yanhui and turning his gaze back to the fight happening on the Athletic Field.
About five minutes later, the situation on the Athletic Field changed. Several students from our major could no longer hold on and were knocked down by those brought in by Cai Yanhui.
"I admit defeat! I admit defeat!" one of our classmates cried out, lying on the ground, drenched in sweat.
"What did you say? I can't hear you; speak louder," sneered the outsiders, their faces twisted into sinister smiles as they continued to strike those lying on the ground. In fact, they had received instructions from Cai Yanhui before entering the arena that even if our students admitted defeat, they had no intention of stopping easily.
Although Wang Ke told me not to hold back, I only unleashed my full strength during the fight. Once those outsiders were knocked down or admitted defeat, I wouldn't continue to strike.
Seeing this scene unfold before me ignited a surge of anger within me. I clenched my fists tightly and shouted, "What are you doing! Didn't you hear them? They've all admitted defeat; why won't you stop!"
The outsiders merely chuckled dismissively, their actions unceasing. On the contrary, they seemed to increase the intensity of their blows.
A wave of fury surged within me as I contemplated rushing over to knock them away. At that moment, Chi Jun stepped in front of me with a smile and said, "Hehe, Jiang Ling, you'd better mind your own business! If you want to go over there, you'll have to take me down first!"
(End of Chapter)
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