17: Chapter 17 Are all high school students so wavering in their stance?
Seeing him pull out a knife, the students immediately scattered further away.
The teachers were filled with righteous indignation, backing away alongside the students.
Though they were also War Spirit Masters, they were only at the Mortal Rank; compared to Chen Bo, they were essentially ordinary people.
Chen Bo's family was powerful and influential, and he was even a school board director.
There was no need to risk their lives just for a bit of teacher's Face.
"Teacher Su..."
"You are my War Spirit Master now. No matter what happens, I will stand with you."
Yun Zhuo turned to look at her: "No, Teacher Su, I meant don't block me. I can't move freely like this."
"What did you say?" Su Qingyuan's brows furrowed, seemingly cursing him in her heart again as a little scumbag who took her kindness for granted.
"Didn't you ask me what else I could do last time? Today, I'll show you."
"Are you crazy? He's holding a knife, and you're going to fight him with a broom?"
"I'm not crazy. Have you forgotten that my War Princess uses a long spear?" Yun Zhuo kicked off the sweeping end of the broom, leaving the wooden stick to serve as a long spear.
Then, as he gently nudged Su Qingyuan aside, he said, "Be good, listen to me, and watch from the side for now. If I need to transform, I'll call you."
To the others, Su Qingyuan's obedient behavior undoubtedly looked like a public display of affection.
The boys looked at Yun Zhuo with eyes full of fury; this wave of dog food had caught them completely off guard.
You're tough, you're cool, you're amazing—you can actually make our goddess so obedient.
But don't you know you're at death's door?
Chen Bo is an Earth Rank High Grade Spirit War Master; I heard he reached Level 3 in just one week.
You only formed a contract with Teacher Su yesterday. Even if you're exceptionally gifted, Level 1 would be the limit. Besides, he has a knife—a real one with a broad, thick back and a razor-thin edge, a weapon that kills without a trace of blood!
You're trying to fight him with a broom? You show-off. If you don't die today, it'll be a travesty of justice.
Seeing the affectionate look in Teacher Su's eyes as she gazed at Yun Zhuo, Chen Bo was so angry he felt like he was about to have a brain hemorrhage.
After Teacher Su was coaxed away by Yun Zhuo, Chen Bo's eyes fixed tightly on him. That broom strike earlier... if it had any kind of wedge-shaped edge, his thigh would have been ruined.
Although he didn't know what had happened to him over the past two days, this kid was definitely different compared to the day before yesterday.
If he didn't take him seriously, he might actually fail miserably today.
Li Wanqing, in the crowd, also noticed this.
Yun Zhuo had changed. When he struck Chen Bo with the broom just now, the determination in his eyes, the decisiveness of his move, and the precision of his timing were definitely not something the trash she knew could achieve.
After thinking it over, she quickly sent a message to Chen Qi, telling him that the woman he liked had already been contracted, and the person who contracted her wasn't even fit to carry his shoes in comparison.
She had to prepare for both outcomes. It would be best if Yun Zhuo fell at Chen Bo's hands today.
If Chen Bo was useless, his cousin would be there to finish the job.
In any case, she had to make sure Yun Zhuo was beyond redemption today; otherwise, her act of betraying him and biting the hand that fed her would become a joke.
She would go from being the No. 8 Middle School's school-belle to a typical example of someone who looks down on others and lacks judgment.
Once Teacher Su left, Yun Zhuo took a horse stance with his spear, not rushing to attack.
Because the opponent was stronger than him, attacking rashly would easily reveal openings. If he couldn't defeat the enemy in one strike, it would give the opponent an opportunity.
As the saying goes: "Stable is the Foundation in a horse stance with a spear; with a straight body and clear eyes, await the enemy's approach."
This move was the opening stance of the Stance Step Flat Spear Style, also known as the Preparatory Stance.
The posture seemed simple, but it stabilized the body's center of gravity, making it easy to transition into subsequent movements while allowing constant observation of the surroundings to handle sudden situations.
Indeed, essence comes in small packages. There were eight stances in the Stance Step Flat Spear Style in total, and not a single one was redundant; each had its own use.
He was clearly holding a piece of a broom, but in Chen Bo's eyes, it looked like a long spear gleaming with cold light.
In the Administration Building, Zhou Libin was also slightly stunned as he watched this scene. Others couldn't see the complexity of this stance because they weren't Spirit War Masters.
But he was, so he was filled with doubt.
Hadn't he just given that kid the Stance Step Flat Spear Style?
Had he already reached the entry level?
Chen Bo wanted to wait for Yun Zhuo to strike first, then seize an opening in his Martial Skill to take him down in one move.
This way, he could not only show off in front of everyone but also let people see that the gap between Yun Zhuo and himself was like heaven and earth.
But now, Yun Zhuo clearly wasn't falling for it.
There was no choice; he had to make the first move. If he didn't, others would think he, the Genius, was intimidated by this trash.
The moment he swung his knife, Yun Zhuo saw his chance and performed a simple Lunge Thrust.
The Spear Mantra says: "A Lunge Thrust is like lightning, the spear tip aiming straight for the midsection."
It also says: "The Mid-level Spear is the king of spears; I'll just see if you block it or not."
If you don't block, I win.
Because my spear is longer than your knife.
This move forced Chen Bo to pull back his knife to parry, and as he did, he also wanted to chop off the tip of the spear.
Yun Zhuo saw the timing and executed a Spear Coil, swinging the tip to strike the blade of the knife.
He had no choice; his weapon was just a broomstick. If it were actually hit by the opponent, it would be cut in two, and his advantage with a long weapon would be lost.
As soon as the spear tip struck the blade, it followed the back of the knife and wound around it.
Chen Bo was startled, and the war knife in his hand instinctively began to rotate along with the tip of Yun Zhuo's spear.
By the time he realized he had been tricked, it was too late.
If he had reacted in time and turned the blade, he could have cut the opponent's spear; after all, the opponent was only holding a broomstick.
But now that the weapons were entwined, he found himself increasingly unable to hold onto his knife.
Sure enough, in the next moment, the war knife flew out of his hand, flicked away by Yun Zhuo's spear.
Simultaneously, Yun Zhuo's spear tip circled back, immediately following up with a Dotting Spear move, aiming for Chen Bo's Face.
The mantra: "The wrist flicks the spear like a shooting star, focusing on weaknesses to break the enemy's form."
Although it was just a wooden stick, no matter where it hit Chen Bo's Face, it would be enough to give him a hard time.
Chen Bo clearly knew this too; in the blink of an eye, he could only retreat rapidly.
Yun Zhuo seized the opportunity and pursued relentlessly, striking while he was weak.
Chen Bo, whose footwork was becoming increasingly chaotic, did not disappoint Yun Zhuo; in the next moment, he tripped himself up.
Yun Zhuo seized the chance and struck him on the neck with the stick. As the stick broke, Chen Bo also fell Face-first to the ground.
At this moment, the crowd was eerily quiet.
Everyone's eyes were wide as they watched this unbelievable scene.
Chen Bo was actually beaten down by Yun Zhuo?
Wasn't he an Earth Rank High Grade War Spirit Master? And Level 3 at that, using a real knife.
Yet he was taken down by Yun Zhuo with a broomstick. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I would never have believed it was real.
In the next moment, the discussions in the crowd exploded like a lit firecracker:
"Holy crap! Yun Zhuo actually took down the Level 3 Chen Bo?"
"That broom technique was so cool! It's like he's practiced it before!"
"When did he become so good at fighting? This comeback is too intense!"
"Didn't they say yesterday that he was beaten into the hospital by Chen Bo? And now he's pulled off a comeback right on the spot?"
Hearing these words, Yun Zhuo couldn't help but grumble in his heart: Just now they were saying I'd be killed by Chen Bo, and in the blink of an eye, they're saying I'm cool. Are high schoolers' stances always this unstable?
Zhou Libin, watching from upstairs, felt his fingers tremble. He had thought that even if Yun Zhuo had mastered the basics of spear techniques, he would at most last a dozen moves under Chen Bo's knife.
But including the opening stance, he had only used five moves to take Chen Bo down.
Is this something a human can actually do?