Chapter 98: Lance Encounters a Unreasonable Martial Arts Fac
m, but one could generally tell where each stood based on their interactions.This month's evaluation day, someone might want to do something cruel to Zesthira, like taking her dragon horn or eyes.Seme...Chapter 99: Ranch met the unreasonable martial arts faction.
At the top of the dim wooden hut, a faint light flickered in rapid succession, like a one-eyed giant watching over everything, its blinking eye seemingly foreshadowing an imminent explosion of conflict.
No matter how many times you announce the results, they will be the same.
We will not yield to power and trickery. If you want to tear it down, try force.
At the head of the line, Big Sis Tsuruveni said nothing. She only narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists, giving off a hard, uncompromising aura as if she refused to negotiate at all.
Students, while we enjoy campus life, we also need to consider the safety of the residents of Wangdu.
Lance coughed lightly and said in a friendly tone,
"According to the Hutton Kingdom Fire Safety Law, if someone who is not the owner of a property obstructs a demolition project as part of national planning, they may be subject to detention of over 15 days and a fine exceeding one hundred pounds. Our intention is to engage in friendly discussions with you and we do not wish to provoke the execution forces of the Hutton Kingdom Fire Department…"
Just as Lance was elaborating, the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense.
This group of fighters remained completely unmoved.
Even if they were truly to be detained, they would not be deterred by Ranch's words today.
In short, they would rather break into pieces than be incomplete.
Lanche immediately stopped talking.
Because he realized that, in the Knight's Academy, everyone seemed to have the potential for lawless brutality, and their logic and reasoning didn't apply like they did at the Sage's Academy.
The venue fell silent, as if the next statement from either side would determine the course of the day.
However.
Frey nodded towards Lance, indicating that he should take it.
Their eyes met briefly, as if they understood each other perfectly.
Frey took off his sunglasses and hung them on his chest. He raised a hand quite rationally, pointing at the lead knight academy senior, Tsylveini, and said:
"Since you think we're using our power to oppress you, then if I don't need any schemes and just rely on my strength to convince you, will you still find excuses to stay here and continue to profane the spirit of martial arts, shamelessly hindering the Student Council's work"
What did you just say!
The martial artists inside the room heard these words, and one by one, they seemed to be angered, their temples bulging with veins.
Even that crimson-haired woman, Tsylvini, had her fists clenched tightly.
"Hee hee hee…"
The leader of the fighters, Tzervine, let out a cold sneer. A sixth-rank powerhouse, her eyes blazed with fury like sharpened blades,
"Are you going to defeat us through a duel"
The Knightly Order does indeed have a way of settling disputes: a fair duel.
As long as both parties agree and choose to engage in a duel that risks their martial spirits, they must accept the outcome of the challenge regardless of the conditions set.
Of course, we'll solve the problem like knights.
When Frey heard this, his mouth, which had been in a straight line, finally curled up slightly, revealing an absolutely confident smile.
Although this might come as a blow to you, there's no denying that none of you can defeat me.
His arrogant voice echoed in the dimly lit hall, and his gaze was fixed on the strongest woman, clearly prepared for any possible fight.
Boom!
Frey's words were swallowed by a deafening roar, as Zerviini stomped her foot heavily on the floorboards, shaking the entire wooden shack. Dust flew everywhere, and the oppressive aura she radiated was terrifyingly beastly.
"You must be Frey... the top newcomer to the Knight Academy this year. I've heard of you. A genius with a fourth-rank ability upon entering, but you're foolish to not realize the absolute power difference between you and me, a true strong one."
Czerveny seems to have been angered by it,
"Take back your arrogant words, kneel down and apologize to me here, and I might let you off."
Frey let out a confused expression, he looked at the senior female fighter with pity in his eyes, and sighed softly.
"Are you backing down, afraid to challenge me"
His tone was filled with resignation, as if he had already seen through the true nature of martial arts and the opponent's level. Facing him, Czerwińska seemed to be merely struggling, and her anger and hostility appeared insignificant in his eyes.
"Me Challenge you"
Tsvizleni laughed in anger, then brushed aside the crimson strands of hair from her forehead, a cruel smile playing at the corner of her lips.
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There's something...just the thing to pass the time right now.
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"Each of you send out one person, and if you win, I'll hold the room with both hands. — But!"
If you lose, you are never allowed to bother us again! You'll have to handle the school and the fire department yourselves from now on!
Hearing Tsarvina's unreasonable demands, Huberley instinctively tugged at Ranchi's sleeve. Her eyes clearly showed that she wanted Ranchi to stop Frey.
If they lose, the responsibility and consequences are not something that the new members of the student council can handle or bear!
However, Lynch only nodded slightly to Huberlian, his face calm as if everything was still within his control.
Okay, I have no problem.
Frey answered Tsvizny's challenge directly.
Do you two agree as well
Tsvireni turned her head to look at Ranchi and Huberlian beside Frey. She didn't want there to be any situations where they blamed each other because of differing opinions among the student council members later on.
"I will witness this friendly sparring."
Lance replied with an elegant and composed manner, his words polite and reasonable.
His voice was filled with an authority that transcended the Student Council, like a principal who happened to be there, extemporaneously presiding over justice for his students.
"I... also agree."
Huperlian looked at Lance one last time, gritted her teeth, and replied.
"Hahaha, you three clueless fools!"
Hearing the three voices in unison, Tzirlvini burst into laughter, as if victory were already assured.
"Let me do it."
Frey and his companions exchanged smiles. He appeared composed and resolute, like a seasoned veteran of the battlefield, his expression bearing his unique determination and quiet confidence.
No problem, please.
In this kind of one-on-one arena, Lance isn't very good. He often needs the help of teammates, and although Huberlian is a fourth-order assassin, she isn't very effective against high-level fighters either.
Although Huberlian wasn't sure about Frey's fighting style, she had previously noticed a brief moment of eye contact between Lance and Frey.
It seemed like after that, the two of them, as if they had understood something, started harmonizing with each other.
This strange sense of camaraderie... could it be that she wasn't included in the squad's voice chat!
(End of the chapter)
[ ]oice I had never heard, she only communicated with herself in riddles.Lance met her gaze, those familiar eyes filled with something that felt oddly different.It feels like being distant from her right...