Most of the students in the advanced class had their eyes fixed on Lu Ren. They weren't in any hurry to head to the cafeteria and eat; one after another, they turned to look.
Years of martial arts training had made the students strong and energetic. The advanced class was filled with talented youths, so challenges born of mutual pride weren't all that rare.
What made this particular challenge even more exciting was that one of the people involved was Chen Mochuan, who had made a huge splash just a few days ago.
Before Chen Mochuan could reply, Li Biao beside him spoke up first.
"Lu Ren, will you ever quit? It's lunchtime, and we're going to eat. We've got fist technique class this afternoon, so don't hold things up! If you're really that eager to fight, why not spar with me first?"
He stepped in to stop the challenge, not because he thought Chen Mochuan couldn't beat Lu Ren, but because he knew Chen Mochuan had been seriously injured a few days ago. He had only just recovered and probably wasn't back to his best yet.
More importantly, the injury had to be kept secret, so it couldn't be used as a public excuse to refuse. Li Biao worried that Chen Mochuan might be unable to back down in front of so many classmates and, out of pride, be forced to accept. That was why he'd hurried to step in and handle things for him.
But Lu Ren didn't even look at Li Biao. He just fixed his gaze on Chen Mochuan and sneered. "What, you need someone else to stick up for you? Are you scared?"
Chen Mochuan gave Lu Ren a cold look and replied directly, "When and where?"
Lu Ren froze, not expecting such a straightforward