Chen Mochuan looked down at Lu Ren, who was kneeling on the ground, utterly shaken. His expression was cool and detached.
He had practiced Tiger Roaring on the Heaven Martial Battle Net, and his opponents had reacted in all sorts of ways: some had stood rooted to the spot, some had been enraged, some had broken out in cold sweat, and some had been almost completely unfazed.
But someone like Lu Ren, who had been so frightened that he actually dropped to his knees—that was a first.
It was clear that the man's will was far more fragile than he usually let on.
After giving Lu Ren one last look, still kneeling on the ground, Chen Mochuan shook his head and turned to leave the platform.
But just as Chen Mochuan turned around, while the people below were still reeling from the aftershock of Tiger Roaring and the shock of Lu Ren dropping to his knees, Lu Ren suddenly broke free of his fear.
Feeling the cold floor beneath his knees and seeing the incredulous looks all around him, he felt boundless humiliation turn in an instant to frenzied rage, utterly consuming his reason.
"I'll kill you!" Lu Ren let out a beastlike howl and leaped to his feet. He didn't care about proper forms or technique; like a street thug, he lunged at Chen Mochuan from behind, his right fist carrying all his strength as it slammed toward Chen Mochuan's back!
"Watch out!" Li Biao and the other students cried out in alarm.
It was as if Chen Mochuan had eyes in the back of his head. The instant Lu Ren lunged, he didn't even turn all the way around. He simply drove his hips into the movement, pivoted on his left foot, and spun halfway around, his right