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Outside the Athletic Field, Wang Ke observed the situation on the field, his expression no longer able to be restrained. With a grim face and a cold tone, he said, "Fat Cai, you’ve played your cards well this time. You win; we concede. Tell your students to stop!"
Cai Yanhui shook his head with a feigned smile and replied, "Wang Ke, don’t be so quick to concede. Only seven or eight have fallen; there are still plenty left who haven’t decided the outcome. No one knows how this will end. If you concede now, wouldn’t that be lacking in sportsmanship?"
Wang Ke clenched his fists tightly, struggling to contain his anger. Gritting his teeth, he coldly said, "Fat Cai, you’re something else. I’ll remember this. Next time, I’ll bring people to your school and see what methods you have."
Seeing Wang Ke's expression, Cai Yanhui's smile grew even brighter as he smugly replied, "Heh heh, Wang Ke, I welcome your arrival anytime."
On the track above, we professionals felt a surge of intense anger at the treatment our classmates were receiving. Each of us felt our fighting spirit rise significantly; those who were on the verge of defeat steadied themselves. Gritting their teeth, they turned to me and shouted loudly, "Jiang Ling, we can hold on! We’re waiting for you! Even if we get defeated, you must teach these bastards a lesson!"
Hearing the shouts from classmates I wasn’t very familiar with made my blood boil. At my young age, being provoked by the situation ignited a fiery determination within me; I could no longer afford to think too much.
"Chi Jun, you’ll regret blocking my way. I’ll show you my true strength right now!" A glint flashed in my eyes as I secretly activated my Buddhist Power within me, enhancing my physical strength by about five times.
Those around the Athletic Field sensed a change in my aura; they could clearly see that I had become stronger, yet no one knew the specifics of my transformation.
However, Chi Jun was not among those oblivious to the change. After channeling his own Buddhist Power, he could see every detail of my transformation clearly. A fierce battle intent flashed in his eyes as he smirked provocatively and said, "Heh heh, Jiang Ling, I’m not easily scared. If you have the ability, knock me down!"
"As you wish!" I clenched my fists and swiftly charged at Chi Jun, raising my fists to strike at his head with alternating blows.
"Ugh!" Chi Jun let out a muffled grunt. Although he blocked my attacks with both hands, it was evident that he underestimated my strength and suffered a hidden loss.
After suppressing Chi Jun, I didn’t pause in my movements and unleashed over twenty punches in quick succession, forcing him back several steps. However, what puzzled me was that even though Chi Jun kept retreating, he hadn’t actually been knocked down.
I furrowed my brow as I looked at Chi Jun, wondering to myself, "What’s going on with Chi Jun? Normally, after taking so many punches from me, anyone else would have been knocked to the ground by now. Why does it feel like he’s hardly affected at all?"
Seizing the moment I was distracted, Chi Jun's eyes flashed with a cold glint. He pushed his hands forward to block my punch and then rolled backward, creating distance between us.
Chi Jun rubbed his numbed arm and wore a provocative smile as he said, "Heh, Jiang Ling, I admit I underestimated you a bit. But if this is all the strength you have, you won't be able to take me down."
During the time I was fighting Chi Jun, seven of my classmates had already fallen. Now, less than half of them were still standing, and those who remained were clearly at a disadvantage; they probably wouldn’t last much longer.
"Ah! You bunch of bastards, if you have the guts, don’t hit my face! I make a living off my looks!"
"Hey! You wait! How dare you knock out my front teeth? I’ll make sure you don’t leave our school!"
…
Hearing the voices around me darkened my mood. I looked into Chi Jun's eyes and said seriously, "Chi Jun, I’m giving you one more chance to choose. Step aside now, and I won’t hold it against you. If you force me to use my trump card, I can’t guarantee you won’t be seriously injured."
"Heh, Jiang Ling, I’m not easily intimidated. If you have what it takes to take me down, then go ahead and try," Chi Jun scoffed dismissively, completely ignoring my warning.
"Very well. Since this is your choice, don’t say I didn’t warn you!" My gaze turned icy as I gathered Daoist Magic into the tips of my right hand's index and middle fingers. With my left hand, I quickly cast several spells while chanting aloud: "Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods! Supreme Three Pure Ones, Daoist Guardian! Grant me Daoist Arts, bestow upon me Blood Demon! Exorcism Technique, Dao Blood Extermination! Sacrificial Dao Blood, eradicate Evil Spirit! Supreme Old Lord, hasten as commanded!"
As soon as I finished speaking, a tangible white light shot from the tip of my right hand. Even those around who had never opened their spiritual eyes could see some traces of it.
"What the hell? What is Jiang Ling doing? Why is there white light coming from his right hand?!"
"Wow! Are you kidding me? Did Jiang Ling really cultivate the Six Meridians Divine Sword? This is just not scientific; I must be hallucinating."
...
The surrounding classmates erupted in chatter, their eyes filled with curiosity. Fortunately, it was during class, and none of them had their phones; otherwise, they would all be taking pictures and posting them online.
Cai Yanhui's smile vanished when he saw my trump card. His brows furrowed tightly as he turned to Wang Ke beside him and asked, "Wang Ke, what move is Jiang Ling using? I've never seen it before, nor have I heard of it."
"Heh, Fat Cai, who do you think you are? There are plenty of moves you've never seen. Our Chinese martial arts are profound and extensive; how could you possibly understand?" Wang Ke replied with a renewed smile. Although he acted innocent, he also couldn't identify the technique I was using.
"Damn it, who cares what move it is, as long as it can make this group of people wet their pants!" Wang Ke muttered to himself, clenching his fists tightly.
On the athletic field, I looked coldly at Chi Jun and kindly reminded him, "Chi Jun, I'm about to make my move."
With that, I flashed forward towards Chi Jun.
(End of Chapter)
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