Having lost easily to a freshman, Su Qiuye stepped down from the arena in shame and received treatment from a medical ninja.
Under the healing effects of a highly proficient Mystical Palm Technique, his burns gradually improved.
"President, we lost."
Wang Xiang approached Su Qiuye with a grim expression.
"Don't panic. I was a little careless and let Luo Yu exploit an opening, but at least I baited out most of his chakra."
Su Qiuye made excuses for his defeat without batting an eye.
Everyone shot him disdainful looks upon hearing that.
So it's 'he was so bad that I got impatient,' huh?
As the club president, losing to a freshman was embarrassing enough.
Yet he still refused to admit it.
Meanwhile, Luo Yu once again gave up defending his arena and prepared to challenge the others.
The other three arena defenders were only peak jonin. Seeing that even a Ninshu couldn't stop him, they knew they stood no chance.
Their president hadn't even drained much of his strength. Two of them abandoned the idea of defending their arenas and forfeited.
The Reconnaissance Club was finished. They might as well face reality early and start looking for another club.
With their strength, other major clubs would surely recruit them and treat them as honored guests.
Thus, Bai Mengyao, Ren Jie, and another Sports Club member claimed three arenas without lifting a finger.
"How can you give up so easily?"
"Our president clearly exhausted Luo Yu's stamina!"
The sole remaining Reconnaissance Club member on an arena berated them.
He belonged to the Su Family. Since the Reconnaissance Club was essentially the family's club, he really didn't want to abandon it unless he had no choice.
Luo Yu couldn't be bothered to fight either. He climbed onto the arena, sat straight down