11: Chapter 11: Slap the knee first, then the mouth

Rubbing his chest and gasping for air, trying to ease the pain, Wan Kang looked up at Qin Ding, but saw that Qin Ding didn't say anything, just nodded at him, and left the field first.

This gesture inexplicably made Wan Kang feel much better. After his wooden mace was knocked away and he took a hit to his chest, he had already prepared himself to be mocked verbally later.

But Qin Ding didn't do that, so he felt much better inside.

Li Dong narrowed his eyes, watching Qin Ding walk towards Bai Muxue, his grip on the spear shaft tightening.

"Why do you get to have all the good things?"

There is no shortage of people in the world who cannot stand to see others do well, especially when the girl he admires still has this person in her heart; jealousy can turn him into pure evil.

Seemingly sensing something, Qin Ding turned his head abruptly and locked eyes with Li Dong's undisguised gaze.

Neither of them spoke; they just exchanged looks for a moment before looking away.

"If nothing goes as expected, you two will eventually fight."

The cold voice brushed through Qin Ding's thoughts like a breeze. Qin Ding did not care about this.

"Mm."

Just then, Da Hei, who was inexplicably very sensitive to hostility, seemed to see through Li Dong's gaze and thoughts and directly suggested to Qin Ding.

"Woof."

[Boss, boss, that person's eyes are wrong. How about we find a way to hit his Beast first?]

Hit the Beast first?

This thought flashed through Qin Ding's mind, and he shook his head slightly.

Because this was a competition between humans, Beasts were not allowed to enter the field. Otherwise, looking at the situation on site, Bai Muxue's fox was not even the weakest one.

For example, Li Wei's Beast was a palm-sized longhorn beetle; against an adult, it would be a life-or-death situation.

The people who came on stage next had similar skills and did not achieve the kind of suppression that Qin Ding had over Wan Kang. Instead, they fought for a long time. By the time the two matches were over, more than ten minutes had passed.

Finally, it was the fourth match.

It was also the match between Bai Muxue and Li Dong.

[Beast: Brocade Fighting Chicken]

[Aptitude: Good]

[Element: None]

[Level: 4 (Low Tier)]

[Ability: Fighting Chicken]

[Bloodline: Chicken (93.70%), Sparrow (6.3%)]

[Evolution Path Sparrow: Requires Sparrow bloodline purity to reach 10%]

[Evolution Path Chicken: 1-1089]

[Aptitude Improvement: ...]

[Description: A type of fighting chicken that originally looked quite beautiful. As the number of battles increases, its appearance becomes uglier, but it has good cultivation value.]

It is often said that a dog cannot change its habit of eating feces, but his own Da Hei was different. Having been raised by him since it was young to like eating meat and gnawing on bones, it did not have any of the habits that a normal dog should have.

It was especially fond of chickens and ducks.

No wonder Da Hei said those things to him; it turned out it was craving this chicken?

He glanced unobtrusively at Da Hei, who was sitting beside him, its eyes locked tightly onto the Brocade Fighting Chicken.

"Are you confident?"

Bai Muxue did not say anything, but looked at Li Dong, who was eager and somewhat expectant, then looked at Qin Ding beside her, and after pondering for two seconds, suddenly looked at Instructor Liu Jun.

"Instructor Liu Jun, I concede."

"Concede?"

In an instant, Li Dong was a bit dumbfounded. Having just stepped onto the stage, the smile on Li Dong's face had not yet had time to bloom, and at this moment, it was frozen on his face.

Instructor Liu Jun was not very surprised to hear this answer. As an instructor, he was clear about the cold weapon proficiency of these students in Beast Taming Class 1. Bai Muxue's overall level was basically at the bottom among these eight people.

But as an instructor, the necessary procedures still had to be followed.

"Reason."

"I am a girl; it is impossible for me to be stronger than a boy in terms of strength. At this stage, everyone does not have much feedback from accepting Beasts, so I think there is no need for me to waste energy to gain a defeat."

Li Dong: ...

Hearing this, Instructor Liu Jun pondered for a few seconds and nodded, effectively agreeing with Bai Muxue's statement. After all, she mainly studied theory and followed the path of cultivation, which was different from someone who dived in headfirst and still couldn't pull it off.

With this thought, Instructor Liu Jun's gaze turned to Qin Ding, then looked at Li Dong's eyes that were staring at Qin Ding as if they were about to spit fire, and suddenly had an idea.

Might as well just fulfill these two.

"Alright, Qin Ding, you go up. The semi-finals are about to begin."

Zhao Yi, who won the second match, and Fei Ma, who won the third match, instantly locked eyes after hearing Instructor Liu Jun's words.

After all, if Qin Ding and Li Dong fought, then the two of them would be opponents in the next match.

"Qin Ding..."

Hearing Li Dong call his name, Qin Ding looked at the other person. Those were eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

Qin Ding stood holding his staff with both hands. "If you find that you can't win, remember to concede immediately."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the watching students immediately showed a posture of watching a show. The previous matches were basically just for practice, nothing exciting to speak of.

But this match felt like a grudge match!

Clatter.

Hearing this, Li Dong's hand gripping the spear made a cracking sound. He did not speak again; both of them were waiting for Instructor Liu Jun to give the signal.

Glancing at the situation between the two, Instructor Liu Jun waved his hand casually. "Begin."

Li Dong's eyes were slightly red as he stared at Qin Ding. The moment the signal was given, he rushed forward, and the spear in his hand thrust out fiercely.

Although it was a wooden training spear, this thrust still brought with it a hint of wind.

For Li Dong now, only by knocking Qin Ding down could he wash away the insult Qin Ding had just dealt him.

Halfway through the spear's trajectory, Qin Ding moved.

He did not retreat, nor did he block. Instead, he dodged the spear tip with a startling sidestep, and the staff in his hand had somehow changed direction, the tail of the staff pecking downwards like a dragonfly skimming water.

It accurately hit the outside of Li Dong's right knee. The force was not very heavy, but it was effective because of the tricky position. Not only did Li Dong's forward momentum come to an abrupt halt, but his right leg went limp from the pain, and with a thud, he knelt on one knee.

"Do you want to concede?"

Qin Ding leisurely withdrew his long staff, his gaze calmly fixed on Li Dong, whose face was becoming increasingly flushed.

The other party had targeted him seven days ago and wanted to cripple him. Knowing this, it was impossible for him to act like nothing happened.

Knowing that someone was plotting against him and still acting like nothing was wrong? That would be too spineless.

Now, Li Dong could not do what he intended, while he himself could do what he intended.

That is the difference.

For those two hundred thousand, he could not retreat even a single bit.

The field suddenly erupted in gasps.

Wan Kang subconsciously touched his chest, which didn't hurt much, and looked at Qin Ding in front. For some reason, he had the feeling that when Qin Ding fought him, he had gone very easy on him.

Li Dong only felt his brain buzzing; the sense of humiliation and anger surged to his head, crushing his reason. He roared, and while kneeling on the ground, he swung his spear horizontally regardless of anything else. Instructor Liu Jun, who had been watching, shook his head slightly.

A spear fears shaking; has emotion taken the high ground of the brain?

In response, Qin Ding did not retreat but advanced, stepping into the blind spot inside the spear shaft. He lightly turned the staff in his hand, and the tail of the staff swept upwards violently from bottom to top.

The staff tail, which kept expanding in his field of vision, directly jolted Li Dong awake. He forcibly stopped his momentum, but it was already too late.

The tail of the staff hit Li Dong's chin steadily, emitting a dull thud.

"Urgh!"

Li Dong, whose chin had suffered a heavy blow from a blunt object, felt an unbearable, sharp pain for an instant. After letting out a painful grunt, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward.