Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and night fell.
The news that Xia Ping had been leading a group around beating up students and seizing their tokens spread like wildfire, terrifying countless students in Simulation City.
"Have you heard? There's a bully running rampant in the preliminaries. He's gathered over a hundred people and is going after everyone who got a token."
"I heard, too. The people who got those tokens were beaten so badly they looked like they'd had plastic surgery. They were completely unrecognizable."
"Damn it, weren't the students from different schools supposed to be strangers to each other? How'd that guy gather so many people? Is he so charismatic that one call from him brings a crowd running to bow down at his feet?"
"Bow down my ass! Some people think that bully, Xia Ping, must be some rich young master with powerful connections. His family's loaded, and he probably bribed the top students from all the schools before the competition to help him."
"What the hell? Isn't that cheating? He'd actually do something like that? If he's got money, why not bribe me, too?!"
"Who can blame him for having money and influence? There's nothing we can do about that bastard. But those toadies are even more despicable. They've got no integrity and no dignity as martial artists. They're the ones doing the most vicious beating, too. They're ruthless."
"Exactly! Those toadies are the worst. They'll grovel and act like loyal dogs for a tiny bit of money. Don't they know they should strive to better themselves?!"
"Don't be so hard on them. Maybe they're sick in the head."
"Those bastards won't get away with it. Someone will teach them a lesson sooner or later."
The students chattered among themselves, furious and deeply