Everyone, Together!

Before long, Su Hao had become completely famous among the new students. Everyone knew that a monstrous prodigy named Wu Xiangwu had emerged among the freshmen.

Not only the new students—even the Academy's teachers had heard of his name and his feat of fighting for first place in the Martial Arts Field. What they relished discussing most was how Jin Datong, whom the freshmen had always regarded as a prison warden, had actually lost his composure before this new student.

All the teachers were looking forward to this new student's performance.

But to Su Hao, how big of a deal was that? He only wanted to get his money. Everything else was irrelevant.

He was not disappointed. After class assignments were finished the next day, Su Hao received his 10 Gold Yuan in full view of everyone. In an instant, he went from poor to rich. He tore up the IOU on the spot, while Jin Datong remained silent throughout.

Only then did he notice the class he had been assigned to and the teacher in charge.

Su Hao had been assigned to Class 8. Their teacher was a bald, burly man named Liu Changle, known as Bald Old Liu. The two scars on his face made his smile look particularly savage and fierce.

There were no familiar faces in the class. Little Fatty and He Qingqing had both been assigned to different classes, though Su Hao did not yet know which ones.

Su Hao swept his gaze around. Everyone in the class looked at him with eyes burning with fervor yet tinged with fear, as though he were some rare panda. They wanted to get close, but feared being scratched or bitten.

Su Hao grumbled inwardly, then ignored them. They were just a bunch of little brats. If they dared provoke him, he would find a chance to beat every last one of them until they cried.

Bald Old Liu led Su Hao and the others aside and first gave a brief introduction of himself.

Then he said formally, "What you need to do is simple: train. Train without rest or end. Here, you will learn unarmed close-quarters combat; the use and maintenance of blades, spears, hammers, and shields; wilderness survival; and more. Of course, the most crucial part is actual combat..."

Bald Old Liu unhurriedly introduced the students' daily routine, his voice deep and powerful.

"So, the first step of our training is simple—running!"

"What? Running again?" Yesterday's experience of nearly running themselves to death was still fresh in everyone's minds.

Bald Old Liu said with a straight face, "Of course. Based on yesterday's performance, everyone except Wu Xiangwu failed. A powerful physique and lasting endurance are prerequisites for becoming a powerful warrior. So, once all of you can easily complete twenty laps, we can move on to the next training subject."

At that moment, one student raised a question. "Teacher Liu, does Wu Xiangwu need to run too?"

Bald Old Liu immediately turned his gaze toward Su Hao and said beyond dispute, "No one is special."

Su Hao first nodded to Old Liu, then walked over to the student who had asked the question. "What's your name?"

The student looked panicked and said in a trembling voice, "My name is Rong Guming. What are you going to do?"

Su Hao nodded. "Alright, Rong Guming. I want you to remember this: my affairs are none of your concern."

With that, he sent Rong Guming flying with a punch, saliva and blood spraying into the air.

Rong Guming did not even have time to groan before collapsing onto the ground unconscious.

All the other students jumped in fright, their scalps tingling from Su Hao's brutality. Even Bald Old Liu's eye twitched, and he could not help rubbing a hand over his bald head.

Although Bald Old Liu looked fierce, he was among the more honest and rigorous of the eight teachers. He knew exactly why Su Hao had been assigned to his Class 8: the other teachers thought a student like Su Hao was troublesome and did not want him. One shoved him onto another until he was pushed onto Bald Old Liu.

He had thought that students should be treated equally. How could there be such a thing as troublesome or not troublesome? So he had readily agreed. Now, it seemed he really had been naïve.

Who had ever seen someone knock a classmate unconscious the moment they met? Su Hao looked around and shouted, "I'll say it again: my affairs are none of your concern! Do you all understand?"

Someone immediately hid behind the others and said unwilling to be outdone, "Wasn't it just one sentence? Why did you hit him? Everyone, don't you agree?"

Su Hao was immediately puzzled. "Was I not supposed to hit him?"

Seeing that Su Hao did not move, the crowd immediately began clamoring. "Yeah, yeah, why hit someone?" "No matter how strong you are, you can't just do whatever you please!" "So what if you're strong? There are more than forty of us. Are we supposed to be afraid of just one of you?"

Su Hao memorized each of the students who had stepped out to speak. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The opportunity he wanted had arrived. If he used Thunderous Means, he could cut down a whole heap of trouble!

He first glanced at Bald Old Liu. Seeing him standing there with his arms folded, quietly watching without any reaction, Su Hao relaxed.

Step by step, he walked toward the freckled boy who had spoken first.

Thinking of Rong Guming's fate, the freckled boy's legs immediately weakened. But a man's dignity could not be challenged. He forced himself to speak to the crowd. "Everyone, attack together! So what if he's strong? We're Martial Artists too. If each of us gives him a kick, we can still beat him flat. Otherwise, he'll think he's the emperor above our heads."

That one sentence instantly lit the fuse beneath the crowd.

They had all practiced martial arts since childhood. Who had not fought their way through with fists and kicks? Fighting was the thing they feared least. Could more than forty of them really not beat one person? What a joke!

"Beat him!"

"Everyone, together!"

Once the slogans were shouted, people began to move. As soon as one person took the lead, everyone followed suit, surging toward Su Hao at once.

Su Hao smiled. There was nothing more to say. He just had to charge straight through them.

Thus, a completely one-sided brawl broke out on the Martial Arts Field, drawing the attention of students from other classes as well.

Like a humanoid Beast, Su Hao struck down everyone who came within two meters of him before they could even see what had happened. With a cry of pain, they were hurled backward and smashed heavily onto the ground, unable to get back up.

"Ah~" "Ow~"

Some were sent flying first and had not yet managed to get up before another flying student crashed down on top of them, sending them rolling into a tangled heap.

In only a short while, everyone except for a few girls who had not said a word from beginning to end had been knocked down by Su Hao.

A few quick-witted boys saw that the situation was bad and took the initiative to lie down on the ground, yet they still could not escape Su Hao's powerful kick, which sent them flying far away.

Some students were tougher and could still get back up after taking one hit, so Su Hao followed up and knocked them down again.

Very quickly, no one dared get back up. They lay obediently on the ground, clutching their injuries and wailing in pain.

Several had even been beaten until they burst into loud tears, looking helplessly toward Bald Old Liu for help.

Only then did Bald Old Liu step in and say sternly to Su Hao, "Wu Xiangwu, stop your hand."

Su Hao obediently nodded. "Alright, Teacher Liu."

A teacher's dignity had to be respected.

Bald Old Liu said to the crowd, "Stop lying there. Hurry up and get up!"

No one dared rise. They looked timidly toward Su Hao.

Su Hao turned back and glared fiercely. "Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear Teacher Liu?"

The students were furious but dared not speak, obediently climbing to their feet.

Only Rong Guming was still lying on the ground.

"Looks like someone still has deaf ears and needs me to fix them." Su Hao slowly walked toward Rong Guming.

Rong Guming immediately scrambled and rolled to his feet, leaping up and fleeing far away.

But how could Su Hao let him off? He stamped his foot, and in an instant appeared at Rong Guming's side, sweeping out with a kick.

"Ah!"

Rong Guming screamed miserably as he was kicked several meters away, rolling across the ground and crying in pain.

Su Hao then said flatly, "Since you aren't deaf, you actually dared disobey Teacher Liu. You deserved that!"

"Hiss—" Everyone drew a sharp breath.

This guy was savage to such an extent.

Bald Old Liu clapped his hands. "Alright, this farce ends here. Now, go run immediately."

The moment his words fell, everyone moved, scrambling to start running.

Su Hao curled his lips into a smile and followed behind them.

Bald Old Liu ran a hand from his forehead to the back of his head and clicked his tongue in amazement. "Isn't this pretty good?"