Chapter 350: Chapter 348: On the Arena
"Hmph, who said I’m not competing? I was just warming up. Earlier, I pretended to fall to see how powerful it was. Now I know, let’s officially begin."
Lin Yu straightened up, began to lift his leg high and then held it in front of his chest, proudly saying, "Let me show you what Bouncing Leg is."
As soon as the words fell, Lin Yu sprinted forward, looking somewhat like a leopard, with quite a fast speed!
"Zha!"
Lin Yu mimicked Bruce Lee and yelled first, then bounced up on the spot, planning to perform a leg lift strike.
The next moment, the crowd was stunned again, but this time it wasn’t Lin Yu who fell; it was that his entire body was directly caught by the opponent and stopped in mid-air.
Lin Yu was shocked, knowing he was done for.
Sure enough, the big guy grabbed both of his legs, obviously very strong, and started walking toward the edge of the platform.
"Damn, charcoal head, what are you doing? Let me down! You can’t do this!" Lin Yu was anxious and could only shout like this.
"Hmph, get down. Just a fool like you, competing with me." The big guy said and directly threw Lin Yu out.
"Thud!"
A dull sound, and silence fell over the crowd.
Lin Yu was actually thrown off the stage, legs upturned. Luckily, the platform wasn’t high, less than a meter, or else he’d be completely shattered.
"Wow..."
The crowd burst into noise, mocking Lin Yu for being useless while acknowledging the opponent’s overwhelming strength—to be able to tightly catch someone flying over, how much strength is that?
Hao Jian saw his little brother injured and quickly led his men over without saying a word, directly carrying him to his side, then asking about the situation.
"Lin Yu, how are you? Are you okay?"
Hao Jian wasn’t particularly angry; he had already anticipated this outcome but didn’t expect Lin Yu to be defeated so easily, just thrown off stage, truly disgraceful.
"Cough cough... Young Master Hao, sorry, I’m useless!"
Despite his injuries, Lin Yu still felt guilty. He was representing Young Master Hao today, and now being beaten so badly was shameful not just for him but for Hao Jian as well.
"Sigh... forget it. I can’t go up either. Going up would just be asking for a beating. It seems these people came prepared, or they wouldn’t dare challenge openly. We’ll have to depend on Young Master Liu and the others."
Hao Jian sighed, realizing it wasn’t Lin Yu’s fault. Defeat was inevitable, sooner or later.
After a burst of noise, the host walked onto the platform again, ready to announce the next pair of contestants.
"Alright, everyone settle down. The strength gap between the two sides was obviously too great. For now, the Evil Young Masters group has lost one match. I hope we can win the next one, or the competition will end. After all, it’s a best-of-three format. Remember, our goal is to strengthen our bodies and promote positive energy!"
The student council president Zhang Liang felt somewhat embarrassed saying this. If it wasn’t for the principal insisting, he wouldn’t dare utter such insincere words.
Clearly just a blatant fight, yet unabashedly described so nobly, truly hypocritical.
"Next up, please welcome Liu Wenbin against Zheng Kaikai from Huang Zhong’s team, both take your positions."
Zhang Liang stepped off the stage immediately, the previous scene appearing violent, reminding him to avoid getting hit later.
Liu Wenbin was eager, wanting to go up and showcase his skills after seeing Lin Yu get beaten. Performing well would certainly regain some face.
However, his group had already lost one match, making the next one extremely important—a pivotal moment deciding victory or defeat.
Liu Wenbin leaped from below the platform, jumping onto it.
He was a well-known taekwondo and martial arts expert from South Sea City and a prominent young talent of the Liu Family. Losing would be shameful indeed.
From below, female students who’ve long had a crush on Liu Wenbin saw his cool demeanor, and quite a few became infatuated, loudly shouting, "Young Master Han is so handsome!"
"Young Master Liu is mighty, crush that guy."
The crowd below cheered wildly, various shouts arose, and the scene became chaotic and noisy.
Liu Wenbin glanced down, seeing Lin Wushuang smiling at him, feeling delighted, thinking even the school beauty came to support him, adding pressure not to let her down.
Actually, Lin Wushuang had glanced over by coincidence and smiled, unintentionally becoming a supporter in Liu Wenbin’s eyes, leaving her to only bitterly smile.
Next up was a handsome, somewhat refined young man.
Wearing a tracksuit, he walked nimbly onto the platform, with a cold look in his eyes. He was Zheng Kaikai, Huang Zhong’s good friend.
Zheng Kaikai often played with Huang Zhong and was a frequent fighter at school.
Hearing Huang Zhong was going to South Sea City for revenge, he transferred over together, not worrying about the process since Huang Zhong handled it.
When Zheng Kaikai entered the stage, the atmosphere wasn’t as bustling, only a few scattered applause, clearly from those Huang Zhong brought along.
Liu Wenbin looked at Zheng Kaikai opposite him, a slight disdain on his lips, stepped forward and chuckled, "Zheng Kaikai, today our battle on the platform concerns our school reputation, please forgive any offense later."
"Hehe, Liu Wenbin, you’re too polite. On the platform, there’s no friends, just show me your skills and let’s fight."
Zheng Kaikai knew Liu Wenbin was just being diplomatic to avoid offending them.
"Alright, let’s begin."
Liu Wenbin knew Huang Zhong’s background wasn’t simple, so he was merely making excuses. He wouldn’t show mercy to his opponent.
As soon as he finished speaking, they both assumed positions, Liu Wenbin retreating two steps and taking a horse stance. This fight was crucial, and he couldn’t be careless.
Although he didn’t know if Chen Tianlong, the fifth Crazy Young Master, would appear, or if he would win, he wasn’t overly concerned now.
This time, he attended with the attitude of doing his best and leaving the rest to fate—he had no other choice.
At that moment, Zheng Kaikai struck, "Whiz," he galloped quickly to Liu Wenbin’s side and punched towards his abdomen.
The speed was exceedingly fast, yet alert Liu Wenbin had already anticipated it, jumping back to dodge when Zheng Kaikai’s punch neared his abdomen.