YM778.TV Chapter 73: Challenge the entire school
“Zi Chen, blow him away, give him the humiliation under the crotch, too!”
“Cutting the line in the cafeteria is bad enough, but acting so disgusting on the Martial Stage, where’s your shame?!”
“Humiliate him harshly, get revenge for He Yu!”
As soon as Lin Zichen stepped onto the stage, everyone in his class started shouting at him with emotion.
They all knew about He Yu being cut in line; they knew the man in the vest on stage was one of those who cut the line that day; and now they were all united in their animosity.
“Qi Yue, step over his head!”
“I hate snitches the most, gonna brutally torture him first before stepping over his head!”
“Do it to him!”
The people from the opposing class were also shouting.
However, not many were shouting, just those few who cut in line with the man in the vest that day.
The homeroom teachers from both sides were somewhat dumbfounded, unable to understand why the situation had suddenly become so tense.
It wasn’t until they inquired with someone in the know that they learned it all stemmed from an old grudge related to queue-cutting in the cafeteria.
The homeroom teacher of Class 3, Year 2 had a headache, as a few students in the class lacked manners. Depending on their strong martial arts abilities, from the first year of high school until now, they had caused no small number of troubles and were basically uncontrollable.
Han Yuanfeng had some objections but just frowned and didn’t say much.
Because, when students have conflicts, the best way to resolve them is to determine the winner and loser on the Martial Stage.
There was no need for him to step in and mediate.
On the stage.
The man in the vest looked provocatively at Lin Zichen and said, “Perhaps, you could forfeit, so you don’t have to be stepped over by me later.”
Forfeiture is the greatest taboo in martial arts competitions.
Those who practice martial arts must show fighting spirit and dare to compete.
The man in the vest said this to show off and to disgust Lin Zichen.
Lin Zichen simply ignored him and looked towards the referee, speaking indifferently, “We’re both in position. We can start the duel now.”
The referee nodded and then raised his right hand swiftly, chopping it down, “The duel, begins!”
As soon as the voice fell, the man in the vest fiercely pushed off the ground, rushing towards Lin Zichen like an arrow.
He liked to brag before the fight, but once the battle started, he never underestimated his opponent.
If one could give their full effort, they would.
First knock the person down, then continue to arrogantly show off.
“Buzz—”
As the man in the vest approached Lin Zichen, he raised his leg for a vicious high side kick, targeting Lin Zichen’s head.
The speed was so quick, and the power so great, it even created a faint sonic boom in the air.
This one kick, if an ordinary student were to take it to the head, could result in a light concussion or, in more severe cases, immediate unconsciousness.
“Smack!”
A crisp sound rang out!
Lin Zichen didn’t even move his feet, lazily raising a hand to slap away the leg the man in the vest had kicked over.
Next, he grabbed the man’s head and pushed down forcefully, “Bang,” smashing his face to the ground.
Finally, he raised his leg to step over and add insult, then kicked the man off the Martial Stage, ending the fight at lightning speed.
The entire set of movements flowed like water, executed cleanly and swiftly, and took no more than three seconds.
“I… lost?”
Below the stage, the man in the vest sat slumped on the ground; his forehead was scraped, and his nose bleeding, his face filled with life doubts, and he looked utterly disheveled.
Even now, he hadn’t quite grasped what had just happened.
He only knew that he had rushed over to deliver a high kick to Lin Zichen, and then in the next second, everything went dark as his head was planted straight into the ground.
His head was in pain and still buzzing, most likely concussed.
“What happened?!”
“Qi Yue’s strength ranks in the top five in our class; how did he get floored so easily?!”
“That cool junior is that strong?!”
The students from Class 3, Year 2 were completely dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.
In contrast, the students of Class 1, Year 1 appeared calm and untroubled.
They had all witnessed Lin Zichen’s strength and knew he had the ability to accomplish this.
“Another easy takedown?” Han Yuanfeng squinted his eyes and muttered, “This kid is definitely hiding his true power!”
He was aware of how strong that vest-wearing guy in the opponent’s class was.
Much stronger than the black, overweight kid they had faced before.
Yet, he was effortlessly taken down by Lin Zichen.
Lin Zichen was absolutely holding back quite a bit of strength; otherwise, there was no way he could do this.
Listening to Han Yuanfeng’s murmurs, Wang Shujie and Lu Gang beside him were completely stunned.
Damn, Lin Zichen is already showing such strength, and you’re telling me that’s not all of it?
Is this guy even human?
On the other side, He Yu glanced at Lin Zichen on the stage, then at the vest-wearing guy sitting on the ground with a nosebleed, feeling a mix of emotions.
The guy who beat me like a dog just got easily wiped out by Zi Chen.
I was showing off in front of him at the start of school, how clownish is that?
“Han Han, your Zi Chen is too incredible!”
Li Chuxin was dazzled by Lin Zichen’s recent moves, her face full of admiration.
My Zi Chen?
It was the first time Shen Qinghan heard this phrase and felt a little happy inside.
On the stage.
Lin Zichen paid no attention to the exclamations around him and looked expressionlessly towards Class 2, Grade 3, addressing the few who had jumped the queue with the vests-wearing guy:
“Who’s next?”
His voice sounded very calm but was unusually imbued with intimidating pressure.
Those guys, hearing this, didn’t look too good, already anticipating the thrashing they’d get on stage.
The arrogance and shouting from before had vanished, replaced by panic.
About half an hour later.
All 29 remaining students of Grade 2, Class 3 were defeated.
All by Lin Zichen.
Each match ended in a quick defeat.
Among them, those who had been part of the queue jumping suffered the same fate as the vest-wearing guy.
All were humiliated by Lin Zichen stepping on their heads, then kicked off the Martial Stage.
Now they were all sitting on the ground with bloody noses, looking quite miserable.
After the last match.
Lin Zichen had a thought and checked his progress in the Survival of the Fittest achievement through the void.
[Achievement: In an official competitive situation, use the most primal method of organisms to cumulatively eliminate 1000 different adversaries.]
[Reward: Gain the Biometric Attribute—Survival of the Fittest.]
[Cumulative Adversaries Eliminated: 119/1000]
Only 119?
Looking at the number on the progress bar, Lin Zichen couldn’t help but frown.
The achievement Survival of the Fittest appeared much earlier than Social Animal, but the completion progress was several hundred behind that of Social Animal.
This rate of progress was too slow.
The reason was that he was always the last one to fight during the class bouts.
No, this can’t continue.
My strength far exceeds the high school level; there is no need to follow high school rules.
I need to set my own rules!
Come Monday, I’ll go to the academic affairs office and ask the principal to arrange a reward-based personal challenge for me!
I will challenge the whole school!
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