This Is Bad

After this incident, everyone felt a vague sense of unease, pessimistic about the academy's future results.

"I really don't know what the school leaders are thinking. They only care about their own immediate interests." Even the ever-optimistic Su Lin sighed like this.

"Where's Zhou En? Why hasn't he arrived yet?" Wu Min suddenly asked Su Lin.

Su Lin was somewhat embarrassed. He had completely forgotten about Zhou En when they left. After all, who wouldn't want to become famous? Naturally, they had run off as quickly as they could.

"He should be on his way. How about I call him?" As Su Lin spoke, he took out his phone to call Zhou En.

"Now, please welcome the competitors from each school to enter the arena." At that moment, a gentle female voice came through the loudspeakers. Su Lin could only spread his hands helplessly.

There was no way he could make a phone call in public. That would just make a joke of himself.

The others could only follow along helplessly.

"Oh, aren't you the new team participating this year?" Just as East District School entered the stadium, a lukewarm mocking voice rang out.

Liu Yu looked over with her beautiful eyes. It really was the group that had mocked her and Zhou En yesterday. Looking carefully at their school name, she saw: West District Academy.

"Hehe, are you unhappy about that? I can beat you until you are." Zhao Haiyan could not tolerate that kind of provocation and immediately snapped back bluntly.

"Hehe, a trash school like yours actually has the nerve to compete? Why don't you piss and take a good look at yourselves?" The people from West District School naturally refused to back down and continued to mock them.

"That's right, that's right. Only the nine of our schools need to participate in the Hundred Schools War. As for your East District School, crawl back to wherever you came from." Just as Zhao Haiyan was about to retort, another voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone turned around again and saw another school's group standing with their arms folded, coldly sizing up the people from East District School. The one who had spoken stood at the front of the group.

"Sihai School." Liu Yu silently memorized the name.

"East District School, stop wasting your time thinking about the championship. If we can't even deal with the likes of you, how could we have the nerve to keep living in this world?"

Just as Liu Yu had noted the school of the person speaking, someone else mocked them again.

Wu Min could not help frowning. He could sense the intense hostility coming from these people. He then clasped his fists and said, "I don't know how our club has offended everyone, but please be understanding."

"Ha, you think one sentence is enough to brush this matter aside?"

Even someone as good-tempered as Wu Min could not help getting angry upon hearing that. He understood now that they had come here specifically to pick a fight.

Liu Yu's willow-like brows also furrowed slightly. She knew these people had all been instigated by Li Ming, and Li Ming was definitely among the competing teams. Thinking of this, a trace of despair rose on her pretty face.

They already had deadweight like Li Hui on their team. Against a powerful opponent with Li Ming, what hope did they have of winning?

Wu Min then said coldly, "Why the hell should I care whether you're understanding or not?"

The competitor's expression stiffened after hearing those words. Just as he was about to—

The broadcast suddenly announced for each competing team to proceed to their designated positions.

The competitor could only follow his teammates away unwillingly, but he still made a throat-slitting gesture at Wu Min and the other four. This infuriated the East District representative team.

"All right, all nine teams participating in the Hundred Schools War have now entered the arena. You should know that if you can win the Hundred Schools War, you will have the chance to represent Sichuan Province against provincial capitals from across the country."

"For fighting enthusiasts, this is undoubtedly an irresistible opportunity. It is the highest-level Fighting Competition the country can hold. So, for your dreams and for your school's honor, fight with all your might!"

Zhang Li's bowl of inspirational soup from the commentary booth left everyone feeling dizzy.

"This competition will still use a points system. A team earns one point for a win and no points for a loss. To make this Hundred Schools War even more exciting, we will be using a ring system this time."

As Zhang Li's words fell, discussions immediately broke out throughout the venue. Even the four official members of East District Academy present looked grim, Li Hui excluded, of course.

The ring system meant that as long as a person did not fall, they could directly challenge the next opponent. In other words, if there was someone sufficiently strong in a match, they might be able to take on all five opponents alone.

But regardless of whether they had a powerful opponent, Li Hui's presence as deadweight alone guaranteed they would lose. Once Li Hui threw the match, it would effectively become four against five.

One could imagine just how enormous East District Academy's pressure was.

"I'm not competing anymore." Zhao Haiyan's mentality had completely collapsed. No matter how Zhao Feiyan tried to persuade her, it was useless. Under these circumstances, it would be a miracle if they could win.

"Since the ring system makes matches longer, the organizing committee has decided to hold the press conference after the competition. The first match begins today." Zhang Li's words hit everyone like a massive bomb.

They were left feeling dazed. Though everyone was somewhat dissatisfied, they could not say anything. After all, the afternoon's match had merely been moved forward by a few hours.

"Oh no." Liu Yu suddenly spoke.

Everyone was confused and turned to look at Liu Yu, not knowing why the coach was making such a fuss at this moment.

"Our first match this afternoon." Everyone understood immediately after hearing that. The match had suddenly been moved up, which meant that their afternoon match was about to begin.

Everyone then realized that Zhou En was still sound asleep in the dormitory. Whether he could make it in time was still uncertain.

This time, everyone's expressions truly changed completely. If Zhou En did not come and Li Hui threw the match, then what the hell was the point of competing? They might as well surrender directly.

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Hui's mouth. No one knew what he was thinking now.

"The first match will be East District School versus West District School. East District School is participating in a Fighting Competition for the first time, but no one should underestimate East District School's strength."

"In order to cultivate outstanding competitors, East District School has invested considerable manpower and resources. Their strength must not be underestimated. Now, let us welcome East District School's competitors with warm applause."

Everyone was still bewildered when Zhang Li's voice reached them, startling them. But now they could only take things one step at a time, so they all walked out with stiff expressions.

"Huh? Doesn't the number of people seem off? There should be six people, including the competitors and coach. Why is one missing?" The people in the stands were not blind. When the East District team walked onto the field—

Someone immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Haha, did that person oversleep? If I were the coach, I would have kicked someone like that off the team long ago."

"That's true. With someone like that, East District School still has the nerve to say it invested considerable manpower and resources?"

"You don't understand. This is called commercial bragging."

"Hahaha."

Hearing the laughter from the field, the club members flushed red with embarrassment and began secretly cursing Zhou En's ancestors for eighteen generations.

After all, this was a city-level competition, and most of the people in the stadium were from other schools.