“We’re done for, our class is going to lose!”

“What’s with that dark fat senior, why is he so strong, how could he be a student from an ordinary class?”

“Sigh, before I thought our class could at least exchange a few moves with the Second-Year elite class, but it turns out we can’t even beat the Second-Year ordinary class.”

Seeing Lu Gang helplessly carried and tossed off the stage by the fat senior with one hand, the students of First-Year Class 1 all felt very dejected, heavily struck.

In the crowd, when Wang Shujie saw Lu Gang return to the team, he immediately stepped forward and asked, “Lu Gang, how does it feel?”

Lu Gang was clearly disappointed, but still kept confidence, “That fat senior is very strong. Underneath the fat it’s all muscle. He can take hits and dish them out, I simply can’t deal with him right now. But, just give me another half year to train and grow.

By the second semester of first year, I’ll definitely be able to grind him into the ground. To put it bluntly, that fat senior is only relying on his size to disgust people at this early stage before everyone’s strength rises. Once we all get stronger, he’ll just be a moving punching bag!”

The more Lu Gang spoke, the more confident he became, as if he no longer put the fat senior in his eyes, even though he had just been tossed aside like a chick by him.

Wang Shujie nodded in agreement, then asked, “Then how much chance do you think Lin Zichen has when he goes up?”

“Zero chance.”

Lu Gang answered without thinking.

Then quickly explained, “Lin Zichen is very strong, much stronger than me overall, but in terms of pure strength, he’s not much stronger than me. He can’t break through that fat senior’s defense.”

“Mm, that’s true.”

Wang Shujie nodded, “I remember during physical tests, his one-handed lift was only 30kg more than yours, not much stronger.”

At that moment, the two top students from Nanguan City both didn’t think Lin Zichen had any chance of winning.

Not because Lin Zichen wasn’t strong, but because the fat senior was stronger.

To them, in front of these first-year freshmen, that fat senior was like an invincible novice village boss.

A girl nearby couldn’t listen anymore, sneered and shot back at the two, “Heh, you two being weak is one thing, but don’t assume everyone else is as weak as you, have some shame?”

Wang Shujie and Lu Gang glanced at her, saw she was just one of Lin Zichen’s fangirls and couldn’t be bothered. They turned away without arguing.

They both thought the fangirl was brainless, a blind fan whose head was full of thoughts about her big brother being the strongest in the universe. No point wasting words on her.

* * *

On the other side.

Shen Qinghan looked at Lin Zichen with watery eyes and asked curiously, “Xiao Chen, can you tell? What’s so special about that fat senior?”

“Mm, I can tell.”

Lin Zichen explained simply, “That fat senior isn’t a traditional fatty, but a muscular man wrapped in a layer of fat. Other than being a bit lacking in agility, his strength and defense are maxed out.”

“A muscular man wrapped in a layer of fat?”

Shen Qinghan grew more puzzled, “But that’s not biologically possible, can such a body really be trained?”

“Maybe he went astray, ate and drank too much and ruined his body, or maybe it’s some kind of illness, or some other reason. I can’t say for sure.”

As the two spoke.

Han Yuanfeng came over from the front, smiling at Lin Zichen, “Zichen, it’s your turn.”

“Okay.”

Lin Zichen answered and started walking toward the stage.

But Han Yuanfeng stopped him for a moment to chat, “Zichen, that fat senior’s strength is enough to rank among the top even in the elite class. Normally, there wouldn’t be such a strong student in an ordinary class. No one knows why this year, such a top student transferred into an ordinary class. So don’t be discouraged if you lose. Losing to him is normal, winning would be abnormal.”

Han Yuanfeng earnestly said, “In short, adjust your mindset. Stay up there as long as you can. This is a rare real combat experience and can give you valuable training. Don’t focus too much on winning or losing.”

“I’ll win.”

“...”

‘Alright then, young people don’t know the height of the sky. Everything I just said was wasted. Forget it, having confidence is good. But the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Hopefully he won’t be too crushed when he loses…’

Thinking this, Han Yuanfeng patted Lin Zichen on the shoulder, “Do your best.”

“Okay.”

Lin Zichen responded curtly, then went onto the stage, leaping up under everyone’s eyes.

When his handsome face appeared on stage, the Second-Year Class 6 senior girls quickly let out fangirl screams.

They all praised how handsome the junior was, each with infatuated smiles on their faces.

Several who had come up from the middle school division enthusiastically introduced him to the others who didn’t know, recounting Lin Zichen’s legendary deeds from back then.

Besides the fangirl screams, there were also loud cheers from his own classmates.

Even the few boys who were usually jealous and disliked him were now cheering him on.

After all, Lin Zichen was now the last seedling of the class, the hope of everyone.

As classmates, everyone wanted him to win. If one prospers, all prosper. If one loses, all lose.

* * *

On stage.

The fat senior listened to the fangirl screams and cheers and couldn’t help but say enviously, “It’s nice being handsome, getting all the girls’ attention.”

“Inner beauty is the real beauty.” Lin Zichen lied through his teeth to comfort him.

But the fat senior, with low EQ, disagreed, “Junior, that’s not right. In this world of survival of the fittest, only the strong are truly beautiful.”

Then, he sighed, “In life, the game is balanced. Like me, I’m ugly, but relatively, I’m very strong.”

Just as he said that, one of Lin Zichen’s fangirls shouted, “But Zichen is both handsome and strong!”

“…”

The fat senior was momentarily speechless, mentally broken.

To ease his embarrassment and also to act cool for what was coming.

He quickly grinned, “Junior, I never bully the weak. I’ll stand still and let you attack ten times. That way afterward you and your fangirls won’t say I bullied you and call my victory unfair.”

‘Not bullying the weak? Preventing complaints afterward?’

Lin Zichen thought the words sounded familiar.

After thinking, he realized it was the same kind of thing Zhang Kai had arrogantly said back in middle school when they sparred on the Martial Arts Team.

“Ready?”

Seeing both in place, the referee asked.

““Ready.””

Both replied in unison.

Hearing this, the referee raised his hand high, then chopped it down, “Match, start!”

As soon as the referee finished, the fat senior loudly shouted in a showy tone, “Come on, junior, I’ll stand still for ten moves. Give me your best shots!”

“Alright.”

Lin Zichen nodded.

Then, under everyone’s confused stares, he casually walked up to the fat senior, raised his right leg and kicked him straight off the stage.

“???”

At that moment, the fat senior, rolling across the ground, had his head full of question marks.