"Mm."
Yu Sheng looked at Yuan Qingshan and nodded lightly.
Although that answer was not quite standard... it seemed pretty good too.
Unconsciously, a smile curved his lips, and he slowly lowered his hand from his backpack.
Perhaps Ink Academy and Sin City really were somewhat different.
There were no rules, but... there was human warmth.
"I will report this matter to Elder Sun exactly as it happened!"
Qian Shu looked at Yuan Qingshan and spoke quietly.
"Oh, I'm here."
"I support old Yuan."
An aged voice suddenly came from above the venue.
Xu Yuanqing looked at Qian Shu as though he were an idiot.
Did he not know... that Elder Sun had also come from Ink Academy?
"Young people these days still lack a bit of fighting spirit."
"If you don't dare fight, don't dare put everything on the line, what kind of young person are you?"
"When we were young, forget being bedridden for a month-even if it meant a year, if you deserved a beating, we gave you one."
"Even if we couldn't beat you, we'd still tear a chunk of flesh off you."
"All this nonsense-look at what you've taught these children to become."
"When Ink Academy was first founded, it didn't have many resources either. Didn't its students fight for them with their own fists, one after another?"
"This is already the round to qualify for the quarterfinals. They're all promising talents of the Human Race. Don't lead them astray."
"If they aren't hot-blooded, can you even call them young?"
As Sun Yingxiong spoke, the entire venue fell silent.
Qian Shu's last shred of hope vanished.
"Little girl, are you afraid to fight?"
Yuan Qingshan asked his first question!
The girl from Spirit Mind Academy abruptly stepped forward, her eyes brimming with nothing but surging