Captain Wu Min

"Next, we invite the West District Academy to enter the arena." Zhang Li felt a pang of discomfort seeing her school's team embarrassed, so she changed the subject, hoping to shift the audience's attention to West District School.

As Zhang Li's voice faded, six people walked out from the opposite side. They were all dressed in uniform, heads held high, chests out, and their steps were neat and orderly. It was clear at a glance that they were not comparable to East District School's team.

"Don't worry, this competition is about strength. What's the use of just looking good?" Liu Yu comforted everyone.

Upon hearing this, the others could only offer wry smiles. Their gazes subtly shifted towards Li Hui, implying that his presence as a dead weight made any strength they possessed useless.

Seeing their reactions, a hint of sadness flickered in Liu Yu's beautiful eyes.

The two competing teams slowly walked towards each other. Their eyes met for a moment. The captain of West District School suddenly gave a throat-slitting gesture with his thumb pointed at himself.

The East District School members glared angrily, wishing they could drag that person out and beat him severely.

"Ha, why is your team missing a person? Do you think you can win against our five with just four?" the West District Academy captain taunted, seeing their reaction.

"Of course, we can," Zhao Haiyan retorted, unable to tolerate such provocation.

"Hahaha, then why did you list five names on the roster?" This question immediately left Zhao Haiyan speechless.

"Where is that Zhou En? Is he afraid of our reputation and dares not to come?" the West District Academy captain sneered again.

"You!" Zhao Haiyan was about to rush forward and fight, but Zhao Feiyan held her back firmly.

The West District captain let out a few disdainful laughs and turned away elegantly to leave.

The five members of East District School were also somewhat indignant.

Liu Yu clapped her hands and said, "Everyone, don't let this upset you. Let's discuss whatever it is in our team's lounge first." Each competing team had a designated lounge.

Hearing their coach speak, everyone could only turn and head towards their team's lounge in the back.

"Wu Min, you make the arrangements," the coach said to Wu Min after everyone had entered the lounge.

Wu Min nodded, his playful demeanor gone. "I'll go first this time. Next is Zhao Haiyan, then Zhao Feiyan, followed by Su Lin, and finally Zhou En."

When the team heard their captain was going first, they sighed. They knew the captain was doing it to boost their team's morale.

"What about me?" Li Hui asked, pointing to his own nose with a smile when his name wasn't called.

Wu Min frowned. He knew that sending Li Hui out was as good as not sending anyone. Even a fool knew Li Hui would deliberately hold back. Thus, he said, "You go last."

"Understood." Li Hui completely ignored the gazes directed at him and sat down by himself, picking up a bottle of Nongfu Spring water prepared for the team from the ground and taking a drink.

Seeing Li Hui's demeanor, the others gradually accepted the reality and treated him as if he were invisible.

The teams didn't have much time to rest. Fifteen minutes later, someone came to inform them that they could begin.

Wu Min nodded to everyone and walked out with a relaxed air, as if the previous tension had never existed.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the people walking up from the opposite side. However, when they saw that West District School had also sent out their captain, their hearts sank.

Both sides took their positions on the arena. Since the referee hadn't blown the whistle yet, neither of them adopted a defensive stance.

"Heh heh, I knew you'd be the first one out, so I came out first," the West District captain sneered.

"Is that so?" Wu Min replied indifferently.

"Let me guess, the reason you're going first is that only by securing the first victory can you inspire your teammates and give them confidence."

"So what?" Wu Min replied in the same calm tone.

"Look, both East District School and West District School have sent out their captains."

"I guess East District School wanted to give their team some confidence, but unexpectedly, their plan was seen through by the West District captain."

"Hahaha, wouldn't that make the East District captain so angry he'd spit blood?"

"It's a novice school, so this kind of situation is quite normal."

On the other side of the spectator stands, a group of people were seated – students from East District School. Hearing the mockery from those around them, they could no longer stand it and immediately began to shout in protest.

However, their insignificant protests were quickly drowned out by the continuous jeers. Faced with so many taunts, even if the East District School students had ten mouths, they couldn't possibly retort.

On the arena, the West District captain saw that his provocation had no effect, so he stopped wasting his breath and adopted a Taekwondo defensive stance.

In combat sports, most people use the Taekwondo defensive stance. In the past, Taekwondo was promoted in martial arts schools all over the world, so many people chose it as their primary martial art.

Wu Min let out a cold, disdainful laugh and then adopted a Jeet Kune Do stance.

Upon seeing the stance Wu Min adopted, anyone with even a little knowledge of martial arts gasped in shock.

"This, this is, Jeet Kune Do."

"Am I seeing this right? Someone's using Jeet Kune Do?"

"Isn't Jeet Kune Do incredibly difficult to learn?"

"Is the East District captain just showing off? Maybe his Jeet Kune Do stance is just for show, and his real skill is in Sanda or something else?"

"Exactly. After all, Sanda drew heavily from the ideas of Jeet Kune Do when it was created. Although both absorb the strengths of various styles, many people who outwardly use Jeet Kune Do are actually using Sanda behind the scenes."

When Wu Min adopted the Jeet Kune Do defensive stance, everyone showed expressions of surprise and confusion. However, they quickly found an excuse for what they were seeing.

"We'll know when we see it. True or fake Jeet Kune Do will be revealed as soon as they test the waters." Everyone's eyes were glued to Wu Min in the center of the arena.

"Hmph, putting on a show," the West District captain sneered.

"West District School's Yang Lin versus East District School's Wu Min." The referee put the whistle to his lips and blew it without hesitation.

As soon as the referee's whistle sounded, Yang Lin immediately charged at Wu Min.

He threw a punch towards Wu Min's face. In reality, the West District captain didn't put much force into this punch. If Wu Min made any defensive move, Yang Lin would retract his left fist and throw his right punch.

This was a play of deception, of true and false.

The first move presented a challenge that many would face.