At a martial arts hall at Yanhuang University, a golden plaque hung above the entrance. Three bold characters were written across it: Blade Technique Club. The strokes were forceful and sweeping, exuding a domineering aura.
Inside, a crowd of Blade Technique Club members had gathered.
"Have you heard the news? Xia Ping, that coward who'd been hiding from a fight, suddenly showed up."
"I heard ages ago. How could anyone have missed it? Pretty much the whole university knows by now. That kid's got some nerve. He went alone and took on the entire Kendo Club. He even sent their club president to the hospital. Who knows if he'll recover?"
"So Xia Ping's that arrogant, huh? He even dared to challenge the Kendo Club by himself? Those Kendo Club members were idiots, too. The kid came right to their door looking for a fight, and they still insisted on one-on-one matches. They should've just swarmed him!"
"They did swarm him. It was useless. He even stood there and let them hit him, until they exhausted themselves. Xia Ping was still full of energy and fought back. The Kendo Club members screamed so loudly, people could hear them three kilometers away."
"Exactly. The worst part was that someone even took their plaque. They lost all face. That kid didn't show the Kendo Club the slightest respect. He humiliated them mercilessly. It hurt just hearing about it."
"The mighty Kendo Club got swept by a freshman, and even their president was beaten into the hospital. Their centuries-old reputation was ruined in one fell swoop. I wonder how Mu Haoran feels now. He probably wants to kill that kid."
"I didn't expect that kid to be so powerful. He actually swept the Kendo Club. He's terrifying."
"Apparently, he wasn't avoiding the fight during