"Despicable, it’s just a sparring show, and you resort to sneak attacks!" Xiao Yu shouted angrily, and many in the Martial Arts Club also glared.
Kunno Saburo remained indifferent: "I already warned him to prepare, it’s his own slow reaction, who’s to bla?"
Just as the punch was about to hit Lin Tian’s nose, the girls seed to foresee the next mont with blood gushing everywhere; the softer-hearted ones already covered their eyes, unable to watch. Jin Luxian saw Lin Tian "dazed," seemingly paralyzed with fear, and couldn’t help but show a smug smile.
"Damn!" Lin Tian shouted, then reacted as if waking up, hurriedly retreated two steps, his steps chaotic, it was not considered a conscious dodge.
Jin Luxian’s fist almost reached Lin Tian’s nose, just one centiter away.
"Whew..." Many people breathed a sigh of relief. Mu Binglan and others also broke into a sweat, only Xiao Manxuan seed relaxed.
Jin Luxian was stunned, not expecting his early punch to be dodged by an "outsider." It must have been luck; it was just because he could run. Jin Luxian reasoned to himself.
These thoughts only lasted a mont; without delay, he quickly stepped forward and lashed out with a high-level Tornado Kick.
This type of kick targets high, covers a wide range, and packs great power—it cos from daily practice kicking boards. That’s why the Martial Arts Club couldn’t beat them; their regular practice mixes strength with combat drills. Although basic, it’s good enough to face those who only practice martial arts routines.
The sweeping kick was broad, leaving Lin Tian seemingly without retreat. If hit, he would surely fall, roll embarrassingly on the ground, looking very unsightly. The girls’ hearts had just settled down, but now they instantly fluttered up again, while many boys sighed, convinced the Martial Arts Club was just here to get beaten.
Lin Tian still seed at a loss, only focusing on dodging sideways, then everyone magically observed that Lin Tian actually dodged.
"Damn, that’s amazing; it didn’t hit him." Soone exaggeratedly shouted.
"Wow, Lin Tian is the coolest..." Many girls cheered, those who admired him since the military training marathon.
Xiao Manxuan pouted and lightly snorted, "Get lost, always showing off and attracting attention."
Lin Tian’s ears twitched when he heard the little girl’s hum, feeling rather speechless, thinking he was more wronged than Dou’e; he was being so low-key, what more could he do? Being handso is a cri too?
"Jin Luxian, what the hell are you doing, it’s all fun, but don’t ss yourself up!" Kunno Saburo coldly snorted, thinking Jin Luxian was just playing with Lin Tian.
Missing twice in a row, Jin Luxian’s pride couldn’t hold up. He stared at Lin Tian, with a malicious intent: "You’re quite good at running, I wonder how many tis you can dodge."
"You’re wrong. I not only run but also use a sweeping leg," Lin Tian replied cheerfully, completely dismissing his threats.
Jin Luxian’s face twitched, then rushed at Lin Tian with another punch, the grin on that face just made him want to hit it.
"Sweeping leg!" Lin Tian suddenly shouted, his voice like a loud gong, startling Jin Luxian, causing him a mont of confusion, and Lin Tian disappeared from sight.
"Where is he?" Jin Luxian was puzzled.
Then there was a loud bang, Jin Luxian felt a strong force on his foot, involuntarily swept to the ground, rolling several tis, his clothes covered in dust.
The sudden turn of events left the crowd stunned, then they saw Lin Tian half-crouched on the ground, his leg still in a sweeping stance. Clearly, Jin Luxian fell for Lin Tian’s trick.
"Damn, how did that hit?" Many questioned.
"Yeah, Lin Tian landed a hit." The girls didn’t care how he did it; they only saw the result, cheering joyously.
Lin Tian slowly stood up, patted the dust off his pants, and said earnestly, "Too bad, not yet very skilled."
Jin Luxian had just climbed up, deeply irked by the pretentious remark, almost stumbling again, thinking, if you’re not skilled yet, how did I end up like this?
"Jin Luxian, what the hell are you doing!" Kunno Saburo suppressed his anger, not only couldn’t he hit anyone, but got knocked down. It was too much.
Yet Jin Luxian looked dazed, not knowing why he failed, upon reflection, he could only bla his own complacency, and the opponent’s ability to dodge too well.
Lin Tian looked at the risen Jin Luxian, smiling faintly: "Sweeping leg proficiency is a bit low, might as well use you to practice."
"Practice proficiency? Hmph, once we’ve rged with the Martial Arts Club, the first thing I’ll do is expel you!" Jin Luxian sneered, despite the dust on him, he rushed at Lin Tian again.
This ti he kept his eyes fixed on Lin Tian, prevent falling for the trick again; reaching the attack range, he suddenly made a kick. Lin Tian pretended to panic and dodged aside.
Jin Luxian showed an insidious smile, changing moves midway, stamping towards Lin Tian—it wasn’t a karate move, was just a humiliating attack.
Bang...
Another loud sound, and Jin Luxian was swept out again, rolling onto the ground.
"Ah, despicable, if you’ve got guts, fight face-to-face!" Jin Luxian slapped the floor, voicing his grievance loudly.
"Get up, I’ll face you directly." Lin Tian gestured invitingly, smiling, teeth clenched, Jin Luxian climbed up; by now his previous arrogance had vanished, leaving only wretchedness, while most around were gloating.
Bang... Bang... Bang...
The sounds rang out in succession, as if playing a rhythmic beat, Jin Luxian fell, rose, and fell again, leaving everyone dumbfounded. Throughout, Lin Tian kept his word, only using the sweeping leg, practicing proficiency.
Until Jin Luxian couldn’t get up, or rather didn’t dare to anymore; each ti he rose, within half a minute, Lin Tian swept him like trash again.
In his eyes, even in Kunno Saburo’s eyes, though Lin Tian seed not to know martial arts, even using the sweeping leg wasn’t standard, even a bit amateurish, yet sohow, he could always attack from the most cunning angles, impossible to guard against.
Just like a pro gar playing, his positioning was incredibly crafty.
"I surrender, I surrender..." Jin Luxian raised his hand, as if waving a white flag, admitting defeat.
"Hiss..." The crowd collectively booed, monts ago he was pompous, swaggering, now he begged on the ground; the contrast was pitiful.
"The first match is over, guess it’s your win." Kunno Saburo stepped out to announce the sparring result, not fearing Jin Luxian would get more beaten, but fearing the Karate Club’s spirit in crashing this place would completely dwindle.
"Such a pity, still haven’t fully practiced sweeping leg proficiency yet." Lin Tian said, rather pretentiously, provoking laughter from everyone.
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