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Chapter 048 Hitting Song Che...Me?

The training room was completely silent.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over.

Zhao Baiyan slumped to the ground, feeling utterly ashamed in the face of those gazes directed at him.

He tried to stand up, but his right leg was completely numb below the knee.

The excruciating pain turned his face ashen.

"Zhao Baiyan was defeated in one move!"

"They actually mastered joint locks to a practical combat level? What kind of monster is this?"

"What's even more outrageous is that he's only been practicing combat skills for half a month..."

"horrible……"

Whispers filled the training room.

Cao Luo leaned against the doorway, a cigarette dangling from his lips, staring intently at Lin Bei.

She wasn't surprised at all that Lin Bei was able to defeat Zhao Baiyan.

Because she knew better than anyone else just how terrifyingly talented Lin Bei was in cultivating combat skills.

Whether it's punches, kicks, or even the most difficult joint locks...

This kid only needed to watch it once, and it was as if he had a teacher. He learned it at an extremely fast speed and even practiced it to a very high level.

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

Lin Bei walked up to Zhao Baiyan, looked down at him, and asked, "Want to continue fighting?"

Zhao Baiyan gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment.

He was ninth in his grade.

He was actually defeated in one move by Lin Bei, who was ranked thirteenth in the grade, and in such a humiliating way.

This was something he, who was always proud and arrogant, could not swallow.

"I……"

Zhao Baiyan wanted to be stubborn.

But when she met Lin Bei's calm eyes, the rest of her words caught in her throat, and she couldn't say anything more.

He slammed his fist on the floor and growled in anguish, "I give up!"

A commotion immediately erupted around them.

Zhao Baiyan, who was ninth in the grade and considered an above-average student in Class 1, was defeated in one move by a student from an ordinary class who had only been promoted for half a month.

This news will soon spread throughout the entire grade.

Everyone looked at Zhao Baiyan with pity, and at the same time, their impression of Lin Bei completely changed.

"Alright."

Cao Luo stubbed out his cigarette, walked over, glanced at Zhao Baiyan's knee, and said, "It's nothing serious, you'll be fine after a couple of days of rest. In the future, don't try to be brave if you can't handle it."

Zhao Baiyan's face flushed red, and he didn't dare to utter a sound.

Subsequently, Cao Luo arranged for two male classmates to take Zhao Baiyan to the school clinic.

"Stop standing there, keep practicing!"

After Cao Luo gave a cold shout, he called Lin Bei outside alone.

"How does it feel to settle personal scores while on duty?"

"what?"

Lin Bei scratched his head, looking completely innocent, and said, "Teacher, Zhao and I were just having a proper sparring session..."

"Come on!"

Cao Luo interrupted him, "You clearly had other ways to defeat Zhao Baiyan, but you chose to use the most brutal joint lock. Don't tell me it was an accident."

"Teacher, I did it on purpose, it was an accident..."

"No explanation needed."

Cao Luo waved his hand, "I'm not here to confront you. In my class, as long as you don't kill or maim someone, I won't bother with you."

"So, teacher, you wanted to see me?"

"Many people in the class have learned joint locks, but it's all just superficial; they look good but aren't practical. Only you and Song Che can actually use them in real combat."

Cao Luo stared at Lin Bei, "To be fair, you'll be paired with Song Che for future training exercises."

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei was immediately shocked, "Hit Song Che...me?"

Since arriving in Class 1, he had heard quite a few stories about Song Che's "glorious" deeds.

This person is not only the top student in the grade, but also a notoriously ruthless individual.

There is a commercial street outside No. 2 Middle School. Last year, a group of hooligans came here and often did petty theft, which caused great harm to many students.

For some unknown reason, this group became enemies with Song Che.

Song Che took his revenge immediately, and that very night he went to their door and, despite sustaining eight knife wounds himself, severely injured all of them.

There was even a martial artist at the third stage of Qi and Blood who was beaten to death by him.

This happened in the middle of the night, and not many people knew about it.

The school intervened and suppressed the matter, claiming that it was a teacher who had taken action to eliminate the criminal gang operating outside the school...

After spending half a month in the hospital, Song Che returned to school as if nothing had happened.

But from then on, everyone in the class avoided him like the plague.

Lin Bei also learned this inside information from Wan Yang after arriving in Class 1...

"It seems you already know."

Upon seeing Lin Bei's expression, Cao Luo immediately realized that someone in the class must have leaked the information.

I guessed who it was.

She snorted coldly, "Weren't you quite imposing when you were beating Zhao Baiyan? What, you chickened out when you ran into a real tough opponent?"

Lin Bei remained unmoved.

This kind of provocation won't work on him.

He was simply weighing the pros and cons.

The advantage of sparring with Song Che, the top student in the grade, is that it can quickly improve practical combat experience.

However, the risks are also considerable.

It is said that Song Che never shows mercy when he strikes, and if you are accidentally seriously injured and your cultivation is delayed, then it would be a great loss.

"rest assured."

Cao Luo knew what he was worried about. "Although Song Che is ruthless, he's not so reckless as to act without restraint. If something really happens, I'll take responsibility."

"Then...no problem."

Since the homeroom teacher had said so, Lin Bei couldn't refuse anymore.

Back in the training room.

Lin Bei saw that Song Che was practicing his boxing alone in a corner.

Nobody wanted to spar with him.

"Go."

Cao Luo reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Lin Bei nodded and walked towards Song Che.

"Look!"

Lin Bei's actions once again attracted the attention of the other students.

"No way? Does he want to challenge Song Che?"

"Ha, you really think you're invincible just because you defeated Zhao Baiyan? Song Che is not someone to be trifled with!"

"This is going to be interesting..."

Amidst the hushed whispers of the crowd, Lin Bei walked to a spot three meters away from Song Che and stopped.

"What's up?"

Song Che merely glanced at him indifferently, without stopping his actions.

"Yes, something is indeed wrong."

Lin Bei shrugged lightly, "The teacher assigned me to a group with you."

Song Che paused.

He put away his fist and turned to look at Lin Bei.

His gaze remained as cold and stern as ever, and his face showed no emotional fluctuation.

Are you sure?

Song Che stared directly at Lin Bei. "You defeated Zhao Baiyan with joint locks just now, which was impressive, but you are still no match for me."

Lin Bei didn't answer directly, but instead clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I hope Song will show mercy."

"it is good."

Song Che coldly uttered a single word.

After putting on their protective gear, the two separated by five or six meters, ready to strike.

"start."

Cao Luo personally acted as the referee.

The voice just fell.

Song Che then moved, his figure leaping out like a cheetah, raising his hand to throw a punch at Lin Bei.

Fast! Ruthless! Accurate!

This punch was not a test; it was a killing blow from the start.

Lin Bei was prepared; the moment Song Che made his move, his brain had already anticipated the attack trajectory.

He shifted his stance and leaned to the left, barely dodging the punch.

call!

The force of the punch grazed his cheek, stinging his skin.

"Um?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Che's eyes.

Before he could retract his fist, he suddenly exerted force and kicked Lin Bei.

This kick was powerful and heavy, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, and at such close range, it gave Lin Bei no space to dodge.

"ha!"

Lin Bei roared, his blood surging, and stretched out his arms to block.

boom!

A dull, loud bang.

Lin Bei felt a numbness in his arms and stumbled back seven or eight steps before he could regain his balance.

"hiss--"

He gasped.

This guy truly deserves to be number one in the grade.

Both his physical strength and his burst of qi and blood are terrifyingly powerful.

If he hadn't used his qi and blood to protect his arms and absorb most of the impact, that kick would have broken both his hands...

"The third move."

Song Che suddenly spoke.

"What?"

Lin Bei was taken aback.

"I will defeat you within ten moves."