Blocked by Bi Xia’s few words, Du Zizun only felt like he couldn’t save face. He didn’t have the gratitude and respect the old trainees did for Bi Xia; he just felt like he was getting schooled by a junior who was younger than him, even though this junior’s aura completely suppressed him.
However, right now Du Zizun felt like two school bullies had clashed, and there was no room for retreat.
Du Zizun coldly glanced at Du Han, whose face looked grim, and sneered disdainfully at Bi Xia, "What’s the point of saying all that?"
"The strong make the rules. In front of the strong, rules, what are they worth?"
Listening to Du Zizun’s words, Bi Xia scoffed, his starry eyes lifted indifferently, "Do you think you’re one of the strong?"
Du Zizun raised his chin, "Naturally, in the second enhanced training session, we clearly adapted better than those old trainees and always finished faster. In sparring, we’ve beaten them nurous tis."
With a faint laugh, Bi Xia slightly lowered his gaze, crossed his arms, and spoke calmly, "Then let’s compete, let see this ’strong’ you speak of."
Upon hearing Bi Xia’s words, Du Zizun’s eyes lit up, "Nothing would please more!"
At the sides of the ring, Bi Xia looked at Du Zizun, "How should we compete? You decide."
Du Zizun did not evade, directly saying, "Best out of three rounds."
"Alright," looking at the person Du Zizun sent up, Bi Xia raised his eyes and turned to ng Chi, "Chi, go and have a little practice."
ng Chi nodded, stepped onto the ring, adjusted his collar, and looked at the new trainee across, expressionless, stretching his muscles, "Don’t think I’m bullying you; I only went through the first round of grueling training. The second round starts next week for ."
"In other words," below the ring, Ye Xiao, arms crossed, teased lightly, "The training I’ve undergone with Chi is less than yours, so if you lose, don’t look for excuses~"
As soon as the words fell, the bell for the match rang. ng Chi stood still. Seeing this, the new trainee paused and then rushed at ng Chi.
ng Chi’s eyes narrowed, he swept his leg at the new trainee’s lower body, directly knocking the trainee to the ground. Then, grabbing the trainee’s arm, he unhesitatingly pinned it with his knee, his other hand gripping the trainee’s neck, pinning him firmly to the ground. No matter how the trainee struggled, he couldn’t escape.
The bell rang again; ng Chi tossed the trainee aside, stood up slightly and dusted off his hands, gazing coldly at Du Zizun, suddenly saying, "Worthless."
Du Zizun’s face turned ashen; he never expected ng Chi to defeat his man so easily. It must be noted, he didn’t casually choose soone just because ng Chi trained for only a round. On the contrary, the person was quite skilled among the new trainees.
At this mont, Bi Xia suddenly looked at Du Zizun, "Send soone formidable; otherwise, you won’t stand a chance."
Saying so, Bi Xia turned his gaze to a man she once punished in Qu Zian’s task, "Zhang Wu, here’s a chance for you to counterattack those who’ve ridiculed you."
Zhang Wu paused, took a deep breath, looked at Bi Xia gratefully, nodded firmly, and stepped toward the ring.
Seeing this, Du Zizun directly sent his second-in-command up, but this ti, it shocked him.
Only to see Zhang Wu, instead of harshly punishing the new trainee on the ring, directly overwhelm the person like ng Chi, pinning the new trainee to the ground,
Like an immovable mountain, Zhang Wu made the new trainee powerless to resist, making it hard to believe that soone like Zhang Wu had failed a mission.
So swiftly... so simply, two rounds lost terribly...
By the end of the second round, Du Zizun’s side had already lost two matches. According to the rules Du Zizun himself set, they’d lost thoroughly in this series.
But... looking at Bi Xia, whose expression hadn’t changed from start to finish, as if he’d anticipated the outco, Du Zizun’s heart surged with unwillingness. He stood up directly on the ring, pointed at Bi Xia, and said, "Hey! Let’s have a round!"
With starry cold eyes that showed no wavering, Bi Xia looked indifferently at Du Zizun, who declared war on him. Raising a hand to stop Du Han, who wanted to teach Du Zizun a lesson, Bi Xia slowly got up, lifted a baseball cap on his dark hair, wearing it backward, and lifted his eyes calmly, "Do you think you’re more handso than ?"
"Ah?" Du Zizun paused.
"Do you think you’re more skilled than ?"
"What?"
Bi Xia lowered himself with a mocking laugh, "Enough, who told I’m the one who specializes in fixing the defiant."
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