Director Liu still had the same uncompromising, forceful attitude as before.
"Four more days is enough time for you to rest.
"The match is set for eleven o'clock Saturday morning. Do not be late..."
Before he could finish, Li Yuan cut him off.
"I told you, I'm not free on Saturday, and I have no interest in taking part in this martial match.
"When it came to beneficial training matches like the Youth Martial Tournament, the school leaders arranged them for others with the blink of an eye.
"But for this kind of match with no benefits, suddenly you think of me."
After throwing out those words, Li Yuan turned and headed toward the office.
Director Liu, standing nearby, apparently could not accept Li Yuan's attitude. He was becoming angry.
"Li Yuan, do you know how much uproar there is outside?!
"One Youth Martial Tournament has caused many people to misunderstand.
"Even the students of our First High School have developed misconceptions. They can no longer tell what kind of martial artist is truly better."
The teachers and students watching nearby all fell silent, pricking up their ears to follow the dispute.
Li Yuan had long since offended the school leaders. At this point, he was not afraid of making the relationship any worse.
"Director Liu, I don't know what misconception you're talking about.
"Who is strong, who is weak, who is more outstanding—shouldn't that be determined by match results?
"My results in the Youth Martial Tournament were better, so the students think I'm better. Is there a problem with that?
"Teacher Gu Yu and I competed once before. I won.
"Everyone online acknowledges me. What did I do wrong?"
Hearing Li Yuan's response, Gu Yu beside him could no longer hold back.
"If you're so outstanding, why didn't the