After Chen Chuan said that, everyone in the room froze for a moment, their tempers flaring at once. Even Assistant Qiu glanced over in surprise.
Lu Fang looked at him for a few moments, then nodded. "I understand." He said apologetically, "Sorry, Chen, but we won't be fighting you one-on-one today. After all, the enemies you face in the future won't line up to reason with you one at a time either."
Chen Chuan showed no sign of backing down. "Fine. Can we begin?"
Lu Fang stepped back, retreating all the way into the crowd.
At that moment, a faint gleam seemed to shine in the eyes of every Fenxin Society member. When preparing for battle, they needed to dilate their pupils to take in more light and improve their observation. Their nostrils flared slightly as their breathing gradually adjusted, readying themselves for combat.
Assistant Qiu's gaze settled on the field as she began watching both sides' movements. Her body appeared relaxed, but she was actually poised to exert force at any moment, ready to intervene if anyone went too far.
Lu Fang gave a signal. At once, a third-year student charged in from the front, while two others moved a beat later to flank Chen Chuan from the sides.
Chen Chuan watched the approaching man spread his hands slightly and advance with heavy steps. He appeared to be exposing his front, but he was likely ready to unleash force at any moment to withstand Chen Chuan's attack. Afterward, he would surely try to entangle and grapple with both hands.
Chen Chuan raised a knee, and the Second Self behind him instantly merged with him. He kicked out, planting a swift strike against one side of the man's knee. The man's center of gravity immediately tilted. Chen Chuan followed with