"Let's begin."
After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he stood still, waiting for Wei Qi to attack.
Wei Qi, of course, wouldn't hold back. He clenched his fists, his muscles coiling like dragons, his eyes widening like copper bells, and with a loud shout, his punch was like a tiger leaping from the mountain, powerful, sharp, and unparalleled.
It's clear that Wei Qi used all his strength in that punch.
Upon witnessing this scene, everyone couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for Jiang Fan Jiang Fan, some even silently praying for him.
At the same time, everyone understood why Wei Qi went all out without holding back; needless to say, it was all for Tong Shuyao.
Just when everyone thought Jiang Fan's face was about to be torn apart, Jiang Fan calmly raised his hand.
With a loud "smack!", Wei Qi's fist slammed into Jiang Fan's palm.
The scene that everyone expected —Jiang Fan flying out—did not occur. Instead, Jiang Fan stood perfectly still, without the slightest sign of disarray, and instead exuded an air of nonchalance.
Looking at Wei Qi, he kept pushing forward with the tips of his toes, so hard that his teeth were showing, and he was making "ee-yah-yah" sounds as he exerted force. However, no matter how hard he tried, his fist could not move forward even an inch.
This scene left everyone speechless, unable to believe their eyes.
Lan Shengxue and Wei Cangyue stopped sparring and both froze, watching this incredible scene.
Why is this considered unbelievable? Because, are you kidding me?
Jiang Fan was only a Early-Stage Martial Apprentice, while Wei Qi was Late-Stage Martial Apprentice, and had been promoted to that Late-Stage Martial Apprentice for quite some time.
The difference in Qi and blood between the two is no joke!
Just as everyone was shocked and astonished, Jiang Fan raised his foot, as casually as he had raised his hand before.
However, this seemingly light kick carried a sharp whistling sound and struck Wei Qi squarely in the chest.
Wei Qi, kicked away, flew past everyone's eyes like an arrow released from a bow, finally crashing heavily to the ground, dust flying everywhere, lying on his back, looking utterly pathetic.
"How is that possible?!"
Jiang Youtian exclaimed in surprise, his mouth agape in shock, wide enough to fit a goose egg.
My heart was pounding with fear, and I was filled with lingering dread.
Wei Qi clutched his chest, feeling his internal organs trembling.
However, he had no time to pay attention to how much pain he was in. He just stared blankly at Jiang Fan, his eyes full of confusion. Clearly, he had been knocked senseless by Jiang Fan's kick.
quiet.
The entire No. 2 stadium was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
After a long while, gasps of surprise rose and fell from the crowd, followed by whispers and murmurs among themselves.
"Am I dreaming? Jiang Fan — Jiang Fan actually defeated Wei Qi!"
"I feel like I'm dreaming too. Jiang Fan is only at the Early-Stage Martial Apprentice apprenticeship, how did he manage to do that?"
"And the problem is, facing Wei Qi's full-force attack, Jiang Fan only needed to kick him once to send Wei Qi Late-Stage Martial Apprentice, flying."
"My god, I'm getting goosebumps! I was already surprised when Jiang Fan defeated Jiang Youtian, who was only one level higher than him, a few days ago. Now he's even defeated Wei Qi, who is two levels higher than him..."
At this point, the student was too shocked to continue speaking.
In fact, not to mention this student, even Wei Cangyue, who had seen many storms, was surprised by Jiang Fan's actions.
At this moment, Wei Cangyue was observing Jiang Fan with great interest, his slightly narrowed eyes gleaming with a flickering light.
Among these people Lan Qingxue was the least shocked, because she had personally witnessed Jiang Fan break a road sign pole with his bare hands and throw it, killing a Late-Stage Martial Apprentice.
Those vicious thugs who lick blood from the edge of a knife every day are not comparable to a student like Wei Qi who hasn't even grown up yet.
However, Jiang Fan showed no fear or hesitation in the face of such a ruthless person, killing him as easily as breaking off a blade of grass by the roadside.
Lan Shengxue still clearly remembers Jiang Fan's calmness and indifference after killing the person, as if nothing had happened.
How could Wei Qi, a student who only knows how to be competitive and show off at school, possibly be a match for Jiang Fan?
Jiang Fan walked up to Wei Qi and looked down at him, saying, "You lost."
"Ah!" Wei Qi roared and leaped up.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he prepared to make a move.
But the next second, Wei Qi, who had suddenly burst into action, knelt down in front of him.
"Dad!" The shout was very loud.
The loud noise stunned everyone present, even Jiang Fan, who was usually unflappable, momentarily froze.
It's not his fault; Wei Qi's actions were just too unexpected.
In this strange and eerie atmosphere, Wei Qi stood up from the ground, head held high, and declared, "I've said it before, a real man keeps his word. If I lose, I will never break my promise like Jiang Youtian. I said I'd kneel down and call you 'Dad,' and I will! No ambiguity!"
Jiang Youtian, who was once again caught in the crossfire, felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind. He not only cursed Wei Qi fiercely in his heart, but also cursed Jiang Fan fiercely as well.
Before everyone could recover, Wei Qi began his performance again.
He took off his shirt and then started to untie the drawstring on his pants and pull them down.
Ugh! How annoying!
The female students covered their eyes with their hands, while others looked on casually, claiming. "I'm just studying the anatomy of the body; my only goal is to practice martial arts."
After taking off his clothes, Wei Qi started running wildly inside Gymnasium No. 2, running a full lap before returning to Jiang Fan.
"How?!"
Jiang Fan gave a thumbs up.
He's a remarkable person.
"Ahem." Wei Cangyue cleared his throat. "Put your clothes on first."
Wei Qi seemed completely indifferent, as if he were showing off his physique.
"It's okay, I'm not cold."
Wei Cangyue "..."
"If you don't put them on, I'll make you run a lap around the school."
Upon hearing this, Wei Qi quickly and neatly put on his clothes without saying a word.
There were only a few people in the gymnasium. Running around naked was fine, but if he actually had to run a lap around the school, even the thickest skin wouldn't be able to handle it.
Wei Cangyue approached Jiang Fan and scrutinized him from head to toe once more.
"You've really impressed me more and more, not only with your fighting ability but also with your mentality. Don't even mention your peers who are inferior to you; many battle-hardened individuals might not be as strong as you. It's just a pity that your strength is too low, but there's nothing that can be done about it, after all, you're limited by your talent."
Seeing that Jiang Fan remained silent, Wei Cangyue continued, "Don't be unconvinced. There's a huge difference in talent between people. Some people don't need to work particularly hard; they're born with achievements that others can't reach no matter how hard they try. Others, even if they try their best, can only look up to them, and the gap keeps widening."