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In a corner of the venue, a crowd of students had gathered, forming layers around the scene. The sounds of encouragement and cheers rose and fell like waves, drawing even more students to the commotion.
At the center stood two Human Sandbag training machines, with Lu Fei Fan and the earlier mentioned Yang Ge in front of them.
The situation had arisen because Niu Dali had temporarily taken over Yang Ge's Human Sandbag training machine. Niu Dali, along with A Teng and Lu Fei Fan, wanted to experience the effects of the Human Sandbag training machine. However, a group of Advanced Students was displeased and began to clear out both them and another batch of Low-Level Students.
"Get out of the way!"
"Why should we? This isn't your exclusive session!" some Low-Level Students protested.
"Exactly, this is our time as Advanced Students. Are you going to leave or not?" the Advanced Students scolded the Low-Level Students.
"Pfft! What if I don't move? What are you going to do about it?" one Low-Level Student tried to stand his ground.
Bang!
One tall and lean Advanced Student, with a cold expression on his face, kicked the defiant student away. The Low-Level Student flew back and collapsed unconscious against the wall.
"Tsk tsk tsk, with such pathetic leg techniques, how dare you call yourselves Advanced Students?" A voice broke the silence in the crowd.
Everyone turned to see a handsome young man standing there, looking quite refined—it was Lu Fei Fan.
The Advanced Student who had just kicked someone was immediately irritated by Lu Fei Fan's remark. Already in a foul mood, he welcomed any opportunity to vent his frustration on another Human Sandbag.
He quickly led a group of arrogant Advanced Students toward Lu Fei Fan, while A Teng and Niu Dali continued their training on the Sandbag Machine behind him.
"Huh?" Niu Dali and A Teng noticed they were surrounded and promptly positioned themselves on either side of Lu Fei Fan. They couldn't let their brother be bullied first; they weren't afraid of a brawl.
"You guys have also taken over this Human Sandbag training machine; if you know what's good for you, just get lost!" the Advanced Student said brazenly.
"But it clearly says anyone can use it! Why should you monopolize it?" Niu Dali retorted.
“Someone like you, who hasn't even awakened their talent, is just a waste of resources! Get lost before we decide to beat you up.” The Advanced Student pushed A Teng aside without a hint of hesitation. Niu Dali tried to step in, but Lu Fei Fan quickly blocked him.
“Excuse me, my friend, this machine is currently under my use. If you want to use it, you'll have to wait until we're done,” Lu Fei Fan said with a cheerful smile.
“You're asking for trouble! If you don't get a taste of pain, you won't know what's good for you!” The Advanced Student's expression darkened immediately.
“Tsk tsk tsk, your tone nearly scared us into wetting our pants. Please don’t bully us Low-Level Students,” Lu Fei Fan feigned fear and suddenly lunged forward to hug the man's leg. “We come from a poor place and can barely afford a meal. You can't treat us honest folks like this!”
“Let go!”
“Hey there, let’s talk this out calmly. Please don’t resort to violence…”
“Looking for death!” The Advanced Student didn’t hesitate and raised his leg to stomp down hard on Lu Fei Fan's head.
“Watch out!”
Gasps filled the air around them.
Thud—
Thud!
Someone fell to the ground, leaving everyone stunned. It was the Advanced Student who had collapsed, not Lu Fei Fan, who stood there unharmed, casually digging his nose while looking at the unconscious figure foaming at the mouth.
“You…” The other Advanced Students who had been with the fallen one were momentarily speechless, struggling to process what had just happened.
“What did you do to Zuo Chong?”
“Oh, nothing much. Just let him take a little nap,” Lu Fei Fan replied with a smile, an evil grin curling at the corners of his mouth.
The devilish expression on his face instantly made the Advanced Students step back involuntarily. No one had clearly seen how this person had made his move, and the fallen Zuo Chong was considered the strongest among them. Suddenly, no one dared to step forward, fearing they might hit a brick wall.
"What’s going on?"
At that moment, a voice rang out from behind the crowd.
The crowd parted, and a bare-chested student wearing boxing gloves walked in. Lu Fei Fan recognized him as Yang Ge, the one who had been flattered and courted by the other students earlier. Sweat glistened on his perfectly sculpted muscles.
"Yang Ge, Zuo Chong was knocked out by this Fellow," one of the students immediately stepped forward to report as soon as he saw someone come out.
"What do you mean knocked out? He clearly started it," A Teng protested from behind.
Yang Ge cracked his neck and loosened his muscles, glancing at the unconscious student on the ground. Usually domineering, he couldn’t be bothered to intervene now that someone had taught Zuo Chong a lesson.
"What’s going on here?" He looked around, but most people remained spectators, waiting to see how he would handle the conflict between Lu Fei Fan and the Advanced Students.
Seeing that no one spoke up, he turned directly to Lu Fei Fan and pointedly asked, "You, what happened?"
"Nothing much. A dog was barking madly in front of me, so I casually knocked it out with a punch," Lu Fei Fan replied nonchalantly.
A wave of astonishment rippled through the crowd. Knocked out with a single punch? And no one had even seen how it happened. Was this Fellow just bragging? But… it seemed that no one had actually seen how Lu Fei Fan threw his punch.
Yang Ge squinted at Lu Fei Fan, who met his gaze calmly without backing down. Clearly, Lu Fei Fan's explanation was not going to let Yang Ge save face. After all, he had intended to play the peacemaker; who knew Lu Fei Fan would challenge him like this?
He stepped in front of Lu Fei Fan and asked with tension in the air, "What’s your name?"
"Lu Fei Fan. The flower of a playboy, extraordinary and remarkable," Lu Fei Fan replied lazily, not bothering to come up with a fake name for him.
"Alright, I remember you." Yang Ge's gaze was laced with a hint of murderous intent as he continued, "Since you injured the Advanced Students in the club, you must follow the rules and accept their challenge. Otherwise, get out of the club and don't let me see you again."
"Fine." Lu Fei Fan agreed without hesitation. "Then I challenge you by name."
Gasps filled the room!
"Look, this guy isn't even rated as a Low-Level Student in the club, yet he dares to challenge Yang San!"
"Hmph, he's really overestimating himself; he's doomed! Yang San is one of the top three experts among the Advanced Students in this club."
"I heard he has cultivated a special Pulse Energy technique that greatly enhances his strength. This time, he's a key focus for the Unified Awakeners Examination by the Xuanwu Guild."
"This is bad." Niu Dali anxiously pondered whether he should discuss with A Teng about tying up Lu Fei Fan and dragging him away. If he lost, it wouldn't just be embarrassing.
Just as Niu Dali was about to find A Teng, he noticed that this guy was actually collecting bets among the crowd, shouting, "Who wants to buy in?"
Niu Dali nearly collapsed in shock; this scoundrel had opened a betting pool! Lu Fei Fan also saw this and couldn't help but laugh. He decided to place a bet on himself as well, considering it a way to make some extra cash.
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