Li Chenglong's eyes rolled a few times before he said, "Take me, for example. I won't touch the first-years. I'll focus on snatching tables from the second-years, and I'll challenge every single one until I run into someone I can't beat. Once whoever loses comes back, we'll join forces and give him another beating. How's that? If anyone refuses to snatch tables, we'll beat him up together too, to encourage enthusiasm for table-snatching!"
Xiang Chong raised his hand in agreement. "It's settled, then!"
"Good!"
Every student in Class One was a prodigy to begin with. After watching Zuo Xiaoduo hog the limelight all this time, they had long since grown restless, itching to have a go themselves.
Sure, snatching tables came with a certain amount of risk, but...
Wasn't it just eating one meal standing up? What was the big deal?!
The proposal immediately drew a chorus of cheers. Even the girls looked excited.
A month and a half after enrolling, the first-years of Class One at Hidden Dragon High Martial thus began their campaign to dominate Hidden Dragon High Martial!
Under normal circumstances, judging by the usual practices of previous intakes, first-years generally only started challenging upperclassmen for their tables after half a year.
But this year... first-year Class One had forcibly brought that process forward by five months!
Meanwhile, Zuo Xiaoduo arrived at the Principal's Office looking perfectly well-behaved. He looked furtive, his face calm, while inwardly he was panicking like hell.
Why did they want me to come to the Principal's Office?
Could it be... they're going to beat me up?
At that moment, there were only two people in the Principal's Office, sitting face-to-face.
Wen Xingtian and Ye Changqing. The tabletop between them was completely clear, without so much as a pot of tea.
"Hello,