Judo Club

"Since this classmate doesn't wish to introduce themselves, I naturally won't force it. I simply thought this would help everyone get acquainted quickly. I don't see anything wrong with that."

"Letting you introduce yourself isn't that big a deal."

"Shut up, what's it to you?"

The red-haired delinquent boy walked out of the classroom under everyone's gaze. Following his lead, several others left one after another.

Qiuyue took the chance to blend in with them. Horikita also slowly stood up and walked out of the classroom.

After leaving the class, Qiuyue Qi headed straight for the Judo Club with clear purpose.

"Hey, are you here to check out our club? But isn't the tour supposed to be tomorrow after the entrance ceremony?"

A senior with a middle-schooler's face smiled warmly, his eyes full of enthusiasm as he looked at Qiuyue.

Qiuyue sighed inwardly.

No choice. If I came tomorrow, what I'm about to do would end up on the school news.

"I just wanted to get a preview. Tomorrow might be too crowded... I'm not really a fan of that."

"I see, no problem! The Judo Club is one of the most popular clubs in school, you know! If you're interested in judo, or want to learn some self-defense skills, joining us is definitely a great choice. We'll guide you patiently and help you gradually master the techniques and essence of judo."

He waved lightly, signaling Qiuyue to follow him.

"Come on, I can show you around our training grounds and let you see how our members train. Maybe you'll be inspired by their energy and passion!"

Qiuyue followed him into the training hall, then locked the door behind him and said in a firm tone.

"Senior, I'm here to challenge the club."

The scene instantly fell silent, as if time itself had frozen. Everyone's eyes converged on him like spotlights.

Some were filled with shock and doubt, unable to believe what was happening; others showed a hint of mocking disbelief, thinking Qiuyue was just some arrogant fool. Yet a few eyes sparkled with admiration, as if they saw the confidence deep within Qiuyue.

"Alright, kid! I'll take you on!"

With that, a burly man stepped out from the crowd, glaring fiercely at Qiuyue. He walked to the mat, his eyes never leaving him.

"No rush. A simple fight is boring. Let's add a wager. I have 100,000 personal points here. If you win, they're yours. If I win, you give me 100,000 personal points. How about it?"

Good thing I ate free meals all day yesterday—today I need to get some starting capital.

"Less talk! Get up here!"

"Senior, that's no fun. Fine, I'll sweeten the deal. I'll also give you all the personal points I get from class each month for one semester. Deal?"

"You said it! I accept! Get the hell up here! Don't cry when you lose! Hahaha!"

As he laughed, the crowd joined in.

Qiuyue still wore an innocent expression, but inside he was ecstatic as he slowly walked to the mat.

"Judo match, begin!"

He charged at Qiuyue like a ferocious beast, full of aggression.

But with the boost of Martial Arts Talent, Qiuyue had been self-studying martial arts for three years, including judo. He sidestepped slightly, deftly avoiding the frontal assault.

Then, Qiuyue took a small step back, creating distance while adjusting his stance.

Just as his opponent thought Qiuyue was retreating, Qiuyue suddenly counterattacked. Like a cannonball leaving its barrel, he lunged forward with explosive speed and power.

In the blink of an eye, Qiuyue was right up against him, his hands gripping the man's shoulders like iron clamps.

Then, Qiuyue Qi twisted his waist with force, hoisting the man high into the air. The man struggled to resist, but Qiuyue's technique was flawless, and his strength overwhelmingly dominant. Amid the crowd's astonished gazes, Qiuyue executed a perfect shoulder throw, slamming him hard onto the ground.

A dull thud echoed as his body hit the mat. The entire scene went dead silent, everyone stunned by the shocking sight.

Qiuyue stood still, a faint, barely noticeable smile on his face.

"Senior, time to pay up. What, thinking of welching?"

The man slowly got up, reaching back to touch his aching spine. The pain twisted his face slightly.

After a moment's recovery, he curled his lips into a sly grin and said softly:

"Welch? Hah, do you think I'd do that? But if I did, what could you really do about it?" His tone carried a hint of provocation.

Qiuyue met his gaze. The atmosphere grew heavy, as if the air itself was suffocating.

"Ota! Don't disgrace the Judo Club!"

The senior with the middle-schooler's face, who had led Qiuyue in, frowned and shouted at him.

Ota panicked, ignoring the pain as he snapped to attention and bowed 90 degrees.

"Yes!"

He then quickly turned to face Qiuyue, his demeanor now ingratiating.

"Sorry about that, junior. I'll transfer it to you right now. Don't mind me, ahaha."

Watching the 100,000 points appear on his phone, Qiuyue Qi's mood lifted considerably.

"This junior, with skills like yours, why not join the Judo Club? What do you think?"

"That won't be necessary. I have no intention of joining a club weaker than me."

The crowd was instantly enraged by my words, their fury erupting like a volcano! Their eyes turned sharp and vicious.

"Don't be ungrateful! The captain personally invited you—what kind of attitude is that!"

"Calling us weak? Our captain could beat you with one hand!"

"That's right! That's right!"

The captain raised a hand, and the room fell silent. He looked at Qiuyue and said, "Let's have a match. If I win, you join the Judo Club."

"No problem. If I win, give me 300,000 personal points."

"Deal!"

The captain stepped onto the mat and asked, "Ready?"

"Of course!"

"Begin!"

The captain threw out a few probing punches at Qiuyue, who dodged them with ease. When the captain went all in with a full-force punch, Qiuyue suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled it behind him. The captain, unable to stop his momentum, stumbled forward.

Qiuyue seized the chance to wrap his arms around the captain from behind, slammed him to the ground, and then locked his limbs around the captain's arms and upper body, rendering him unable to resist.

Qiuyue Qi had won again.

"Senior, time to pay up. And if possible, please keep today's matter to yourself."

"You're strong. As for your points, you don't need to ask—I'll do it."

The captain showed no resentment and immediately transferred the points to Qiuyue. Watching him walk away, he sighed in admiration.

"This year's freshmen are something else."