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Chapter 99: Lance Encounters the Unreasonable Martial Artists
Chapter 99: Lance Encounters the Unreasonable Martial Artists
In the dimly lit wooden chamber, the faint light flickered momentarily, like the blinking eye of a watchful giant, foretelling the impending clash.
"No matter how many times you announce it, our answer remains the same."
"We will not yield to power or tricks. If you want to tear it down, then try it by force."
The leader of the group, a tough-looking girl named Tsirvini, said nothing. She simply narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists, projecting an air of unwavering defiance.
"Fellow students," Lance began, coughing lightly to clear his throat, "while we enjoy our campus lives, we must also consider the safety of the residents of the Royal Capital."
He continued in a friendly tone, "According to the Kingdom of Horton's Fire Safety Regulations, anyone who obstructs a state-planned demolition project without being the owner of the property may be subject to detention of more than 15 days and a fine of over 100 pounds. Our intention is to negotiate amicably and avoid involving the enforcement squad of the Horton Kingdom Fire Department..."
As Lance spoke, the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense.
The group of martial artists remained unmoved by his words.
Even if it meant detention, they would not be intimidated by Lance's rhetoric today.
In a nutshell, they would rather die than surrender.
Lance paused, realizing that the students from the Knight's College seemed to have the potential for lawlessness, unaffected by the logic and reasoning that might work on those from the Sage's College.
For a moment, the hall reached a critical point, as if the next words spoken by either side would determine the outcome of the day's events.
However.
Fred nodded slightly to Lance, indicating that he should take the lead.
The two exchanged a quick glance, as if understanding passed between them.
Fred removed his sunglasses and hung them on his chest, then calmly raised his hand and pointed at the leader of the group from the Knight's College, Tsirvini.
"Since you believe we are using our position to oppress you, what if I don't use any tricks and simply defeat you with my strength? Will you still find excuses to stay here, desecrating the spirit of martial arts and hindering the work of the student council?"
"What did you say...?!”
The martial artists in the room were enraged by Fred's words, their temples throbbing with anger.
Even the red-haired woman, Tsirvini, clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles cracking.
"Hehehe..."
Tsirvini, the leader of the martial artists, let out a cold laugh. As a sixth-stage warrior, her gaze was sharp as blades, and her anger was palpable.
"Are you planning to defeat us through a duel?"
The Knight's College indeed had a way of resolving disputes—a fair duel.
As long as both parties agreed, they could engage in a battle that wagered their martial spirit, and the loser would have to honor the conditions set beforehand.
"Of course," Fred replied, his usually straight lips curving into a slight smile, "we will solve this problem the knight's way."
"While it may be a bit of a blow to you, I must say that there is no denying that none of you can defeat me."
His arrogant words echoed in the dim hall, and his gaze was locked on the strongest among them—the red-haired woman. He was clearly ready for any challenge that might come his way.
Boom!
Fred's words were drowned out by a loud thud as Tsirvini stomped her foot on the floor, causing the entire wooden house to shake and dust to rise. The oppressive aura she exuded was as terrifying as that of a beast.
"So you're Fred... the top freshman from the Knight's College this year. I've heard of you—a genius with fourth-stage power even before enrollment, but you're foolish not to recognize the absolute power gap between us, a strong person like me."
It seemed that Tsirvini had been goaded by his words, and her eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Take back your arrogant words, kneel here and apologize to me, and I might spare you."
Fred wore a confused expression, his gaze filled with pity as he looked at the martial artist senior. He sighed softly,
"Are you trying to back down? Are you too scared to challenge me?"
There was resignation in his tone, as if he had seen through the true meaning of martial arts and the level his opponent was at. Tsirvini's anger and hostility seemed insignificant to him.
"Me? Challenge you?" Tsirvini laughed in anger, pushing a few strands of her deep red hair off her forehead, a sinister smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"Bring it on... in fact, we could use some entertainment right now."
"Each of us will send out one person. If you win, I will hand over the club room to you willingly. But!"
"If you lose, you are never to disturb us again, and you will have to deal with the school and the Fire Department on your own!"
Hearing Tsirvini's unreasonable demands, Huberian instinctively tugged at Lanchi's sleeve, her eyes conveying her wish for him to stop Fred.
If they lost, the responsibility and consequences would be beyond what the three new student council members could handle or bear!
However, Lanchi merely nodded slightly to Huberian, his expression calm as if everything was under his control.
"Alright, I have no problem with that."
Fred agreed to Tsirvini's challenge without hesitation.
"What about the two of you? Are you in agreement as well?"
Tsirvini turned to look at Fred's companions, Lanchi and Huberian. She didn't want any excuses later about discrepancies in the student council members' opinions.
"I shall witness this friendly spar."
Lanchi, with his usual elegant and composed demeanor, responded gracefully and reasonably.
His voice carried an authority that seemed beyond that of a student council member, as if he were the principal passing by and spontaneously presiding over justice for the students.
"I... agree as well."
Huberian finally looked at Lanchi once more, grit her teeth, and replied.
"Hahahaha! You three foolish idiots!"
Upon hearing their unanimous agreement, Tsirvini burst into laughter, seemingly confident of victory.
"I'll take on the challenge."
Fred and his companions exchanged smiles, his demeanor steady and resolute like a veteran soldier on the battlefield, his expression bearing his unique tenacity and quiet confidence.
"No problem, leave it to me."
In this one-on-one duel, Lanchi wasn't very skilled; he often needed the help of his teammates. Although Huberian was a fourth-stage assassin, she wasn't very adept at dealing with high-level martial artists either.
While Huberian wasn't sure about Fred's combat style, she had noticed the brief moment of eye contact between Lanchi and Fred earlier.
It was as if, from that moment on, they had understood something and began to play off each other.
What was this strange tacit understanding about... Did they forget to add her to the squad chat?!
(End of Chapter)
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