69: Li Canglan challenges Xu Yifan
"Li Canglan still hasn't returned."
"Zhang Ganchao is also injured."
Zhang Xin sighed.
The only person their class could rely on now was Xu Yifan.
Class 12 was already a class with a relatively low ranking.
This time, they would likely end up in dead last place.
To stimulate the students' fighting spirit,
this time, they did not adopt a one-on-one arena battle format.
Instead, it was a king-of-the-hill challenge!
The more impressive the performance, the more rounds one could hold the arena.
Naturally, the evaluation in the teachers' eyes would also be higher.
Moreover, the principal had made an announcement.
As long as one could win ten consecutive matches, regardless of subsequent performance, they would receive the school's training resources!
There were only ten arenas in total; whether to lie in wait until the end to seize the position of arena holder,
or to take the stage right from the start to win the teachers' attention,
was something the students had to carefully decide.
After the principal announced the start,
a commotion broke out on the field.
But no one walked toward the arenas to become the first arena holder.
Obviously, everyone knew the principle that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.
Whoever took the stage in the first round would certainly attract targeting from many classmates.
It would be fine if they could win all the matches.
But if Ye Zikun and his group challenged them, it would be an immediate defeat.
Never mind the special training quota from the City Lord's Mansion.
They probably wouldn't even be able to get the school's training quota!
However, after a brief commotion, a few people walked out of the crowd.
With light footsteps, they successively occupied five arenas.
"Ye Zikun, Wu Erfan, Chen Zhicheng, Zhao Kailiang, Lou Licheng."
"The top five Geniuses in the blood vitality test; I'm afraid no one dares to challenge them first."
After these five reached the arenas, they didn't stand on ceremony.
Ye Zikun sat cross-legged directly and began to circulate his Cultivation Technique.
Clearly, he did not believe anyone would dare to challenge him.
Wu Erfan grinned,
"I won't bother with self-introductions. Is there anyone who wants to challenge me?"
Looking at the five confident individuals, the surrounding students fell into silence.
For many of them, the gap in blood vitality values alone compared to these five was nearly twenty points.
Not to mention that these Geniuses came from good family backgrounds and must have mastered Martial Skills with high proficiency.
Who would dare to go up and ask for trouble?
For a while, absolutely no one dared to challenge these five people.
Instead, they focused their attention on the remaining five arenas.
"Since none of you are willing to stand out, let me offer a humble contribution to get things started!"
From the crowd, a student stood up and walked onto an arena.
"My name is Wang Jinshi. I ask for your guidance, fellow students."
Hearing the name Wang Jinshi, many students couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.
Although he was not a Genius in the top ten, his reputation in the school was by no means small.
The reason for this was that in sparring matches, he never knew how to show mercy!
Students who sparred with him would, at best, get injured, and at worst, end up bedridden.
Most importantly, this guy's fighting style never violated the rules.
Therefore, almost no one was willing to spar with him.
With Wang Jinshi on stage, several students who considered their strength to be on par with his also went up one after another.
Thus, all ten arenas had their own arena holders.
Next, it would depend on how long these arena holders could hold out.
The students aimed their spears at the five people other than Ye Zikun and his group.
Soon, the first challenger took the stage.
"I'll go first, Zhang Xingjian from Class 11!"
Zhang Xingjian was challenging the holder of Arena No. 7, Su Ping.
This was the first battle to break out today.
The attention of thousands of people was cast in this direction.
The battle between the two sides was about to erupt at any moment.
Zhang Xingjian had not mastered any Martial Skills.
As the referee's whistle blew, his body rushed out violently, and he punched with all his might toward Su Ping's face.
For students tempering their blood vitality, fighting was just this simple and unadorned.
Just when everyone thought Su Ping would meet the attack head-on,
they saw Su Ping suddenly crouch down and deliver a sweep kick.
He easily kicked Zhang Xingjian to the ground.
Then, Su Ping closed in and smashed down with a punch.
In just a few seconds, the first battle came to an end.
Some teachers noted the name Su Ping in their hearts.
They praised his performance a few times.
"Whether one is a Martial Artist or someone who hasn't reached the level of a Martial Artist, combat skills are of vital importance."
"Better combat skills can allow the weak to turn defeat into victory and challenge those of a higher level."
"For Su Ping to be able to display this level while still in the stage of tempering blood vitality, it's quite good."
Although this is an era where martial arts are practiced by the whole population,
students are still students after all; it is impossible for them to have the combat experience of fighters or even soldiers from the very beginning.
For a newcomer, Su Ping's fighting was already quite decent.
Seeing Su Ping being praised by many teachers,
the other students could no longer sit still.
They took to the stage one after another to challenge their opponents.
Those who didn't think they were Su Ping's match chose to challenge other arenas.
However, the students occupying the positions of arena holders were clearly much stronger than the average student.
Even the weakest of the ten arena holders held out for four rounds of fighting before being defeated.
A gauntlet challenge was definitely a significant test for students at this stage.
Midway through, taking advantage of someone being extremely exhausted,
Xu Yifan took the stage and, without holding back in the slightest, used a Breaking Flame Fist to send the opponent straight off the arena.
"Finally, someone is using a Martial Skill."
The teachers' faces showed expressions of admiration.
"But this Xu Yifan is also patient enough to have waited until now to take the stage."
"I reckon he wants to use his Martial Skill to intimidate other students so as not to waste stamina."
Just as this teacher guessed,
after Xu Yifan injured his opponent with one punch, no one dared to take the stage to challenge him for a long time.
After a while, although someone did go up to challenge Xu Yifan,
they couldn't even last a single move.
"This Xu Yifan will probably occupy one of the quotas."
Xu Yifan's blood vitality was already among the top ten in the entire school.
Coupled with the assistance of his Martial Skill, unless Ye Zikun and his group went to cause trouble for Xu Yifan,
otherwise, no one else could possibly be Xu Yifan's opponent.
Even to maintain his stamina, Xu Yifan swaggeringly took out a Blood Tempering Agent on the arena and began to absorb it.
Not to Cultivate, but to replenish his stamina.
Taking down one kid with a single punch allowed him to last much longer than imagined.
"Xu Yifan, what you owe me, it's time to pay it back today!"
Just at this moment, a clear shout rang out.
A figure, as upright as a green pine, leaped up and landed steadily on the arena where Xu Yifan was.
Everyone hurriedly looked toward the sound and was immediately stunned.
"It's actually Li Canglan!"
"Hasn't he not been to school for several days? How did he manage to rush back at this moment?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. A few days ago, Zhang Ganchao was just injured by Xu Yifan, and now this Li Canglan is going up to throw his life away too."
"Sigh, Li Canglan's family is still too poor. Although his blood vitality is about the same as Xu Yifan's, he's definitely not Xu Yifan's opponent in a fight."