The new student swallowed nervously, a trace of fear in his eyes, but he stared unblinkingly at Amory, speaking rapidly: “Second-year student from Beast Academy, born of the barbarian tribes, with extremely outstanding physical abilities. Fierce and combative by nature, he’s a renowned expert among the Beast Academy students. Senior Jason Clark is in big trouble this time!”
“Is he really that formidable?”
“He’s ranked seventh in the entire Beast Academy.” The new student dropped this line.
Everyone fell silent without realizing it.
Seventh in the whole Beast Academy!
At Ander Academy, only those ranked in the top ten could stand a chance against him, and that definitely did not include Jason Clark.
“We’re doomed!” someone blurted out instinctively.
Many people wore expressions of unbearable pity. To be trampled by a student from a rival school in their own academy—what a humiliating thing.
And yet, they were about to witness such a disgraceful scene!
Quite a few people were regretting coming to this practice class today.
As Amory’s body blocked the light, all the sunlight above Jason Clark’s head disappeared. The booming voice made Jason Clark’s temples throb in confusion. He knew his plan to nap was ruined. Wiping away the spit sprayed by Amory, he rubbed his forehead and sat up helplessly.
He raised both hands and said lazily, “I surrender. I admit defeat.”
The new students, who had been full of sympathy, froze in place.
A girl couldn’t help but mock, “Senior Jason Clark, someone’s bullying you right to your face, and you don’t even try to fight back? You just surrender?”
“Yeah! Losing is one thing, but not even daring to fight—are you even a man?” Another girl looked equally indignant.
With two people starting, the rest joined in, all denouncing him. The training ground was filled with shouts and curses. The new students, full of youthful vigor, were utterly contemptuous of Jason Clark’s immediate surrender—especially since the opponent was from a rival school.
“What does my surrender have to do with you?” Jason Clark looked genuinely surprised.
Everyone was stunned.
But then the shouting grew even louder.
“Oh my god! How could our school have someone like this? He’s a disgrace to us!”
“So unmanly! I can’t believe Miss Ashley actually likes this trash! It’s like a flower stuck in a pile of manure!”
“I’m never coming to another practice class! Just thinking about seeing this guy makes me sick! Damn it, he actually surrendered to a Beast Academy guy!”
...
“Amory, let me go, I surrender.” Jason Clark completely ignored the uproar from the new students. He opened his big, innocent, bright eyes and looked at Amory with a sincere, watery gaze.
Amory widened his bull-like eyes, grabbed Jason Clark by the collar with a slap, lifted him up, opened his huge mouth, and roared excitedly: “Come on, Basic Tang, let’s fight! Five years of basic martial arts—what a tenacious warrior’s heart! You must be pioneering a whole new cultivation method! Basic Tang! I’ve seen through you long ago! You can’t fool me!”
Basic Tang...
Every time he heard that name, black lines would appear on Jason Clark’s forehead. Sure, he only knew basic martial arts, but that name was just too...
Too lame!
See through your sister—there are actually people dumber than me.
Amory continued to spray spit everywhere: “Come on, Basic Tang, let me witness the brand new martial path you’ve forged from basic martial arts! In the name of Miss Ashley, only the victor is worthy of her favor! Come on, Basic Tang...”
...In the name of Ashley...
You stupid bull, is Ashley’s name something you can use?
This guy is definitely secretly coveting Ashley!
Damn it!
Jason Clark’s eyes suddenly widened, a murderous aura appearing on his face. Smack! His right palm, like a nimble snake, suddenly wrapped around Amory’s arm—Basic Palm Technique: [Entwine]. In a flash, Jason Clark’s other hand grabbed Amory’s waist—Basic Hidden Weapon Technique: [Grab].
“Hah!” With a furious roar, Jason Clark forcibly lifted Amory’s massive body overhead and hurled him out.
“Stupid bull, how dare you make a move on Ashley! You’re dead!”
There was a time when Amory passed by Ander Academy and saw Jason Clark fighting someone. His hands itched, and without a word, he rushed up to challenge Jason Clark.
But he also noticed that Jason Clark only knew basic martial arts, so he only used basic techniques to fight him.
With his hands tied behind his back, Amory was beaten up by Jason Clark.
Not only did Amory not get angry, he became even more excited. There was actually someone whose basic martial arts were better than his!
It was like discovering a new continent. He quickly found out where Jason Clark lived, and every few days, he would come for a match. But this was the first time he’d stormed into Ander Academy like this.
Every time, he was thoroughly beaten by Jason Clark.
Amory only got more excited, coming more and more frequently. After so many matches, he also knew exactly what Jason Clark’s weak points were.
Amory flew out like a sandbag, about to crash heavily to the ground, but with agility that belied his size, he flipped in midair and landed steadily.
Amory’s bull eyes were full of excitement, spit flying everywhere: “As expected of the perfect Basic Tang. Perfect explosive power, perfect basic martial arts, perfect strength! It’s truly thrilling! Come on, Basic Tang, let’s have a great battle!”