In the time that followed, the two classes kept sending people onto the stage for duels one after another.

By the time it reached ten in the morning.

First-Year Class 1 had only 4 people left.

Second-Year Class 6 still had 18 people.

The difference in numbers was huge.

Clearly, in terms of average class strength, First-Year Class 1 was far weaker than Second-Year Class 6, not even on the same level.

The main reason was that the school year had only just started and the freshmen of First-Year Class 1 had trained too little, with many of their talents not yet fully brought out.

“Brother Feng, your class only has four people left, looks like I’m definitely winning the meal we bet on.”

The homeroom teacher of Second-Year Class 6, a middle-aged trendy man with a short ponytail, looked proudly at Han Yuanfeng as he spoke.

Han Yuanfeng calmly smiled and said, “Don’t speak too soon, let’s wait and see.”

As the homeroom teacher of First-Year Class 1, he knew one thing clearly.

That was, only Lin Zichen, Wang Shujie, Lu Gang and He Yu were the true core strength of First-Year Class 1.

As for the students who went on stage earlier, they were just cannon fodder there to participate. No matter how badly they lost, it didn’t affect the outcome much.

The real duels were only just beginning.

Very soon, Han Yuanfeng looked at He Yu, who was cracking his knuckles on the side and said, “He Yu, you’re up next.”

“Got it!”

He Yu responded loudly.

Then, leaping onto the stage, he looked at his opponent with a chuunibyou grin and said, “My fists have long been starving, senior are you ready to face my rock-hard punches?”

“Idiot!”

Seeing his childish behavior, the senior across from him cursed directly.

Those two words were not physically harmful, but highly insulting.

Hearing that, He Yu went red with anger.

‘This senior really doesn’t know his place. I’ll finish him in seconds and humiliate him hard!’

Seeing that both had taken their positions, the referee quickly shouted, “Match, start!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, He Yu suddenly stomped the ground, instantly dashing right in front of the senior. With a quick spin, he slammed his butt into the opponent, knocking him straight off the stage.

The way he won was extremely humiliating.

Then he stood at the edge of the stage proudly throwing trash talk, “Seriously? This is your level? How dare you call me an idiot? What a waste!”

“Referee, he’s maliciously humiliating his opponent, that goes against the martial spirit. I request he be penalized and removed!”

The homeroom teacher of Second-Year Class 6 complained to the referee.

The referee immediately looked at He Yu and sternly warned, “Student, please watch your words and actions. Maliciously humiliating an opponent is not allowed.”

Hearing this, He Yu instantly got unhappy and shot back, “Don’t be double standard, when he called me an idiot earlier, why didn’t you warn him?”

Referee, “Second warning!”

He Yu wanted to retort, but before he could speak, Han Yuanfeng shouted from below, “He Yu, talk less, do more, express yourself with your actions on the stage!”

At this moment, Han Yuanfeng was feeling a bit annoyed.

That homeroom teacher of Second-Year Class 6 just asked the referee to penalize He Yu?

What was that supposed to mean? Just to win a meal, he’s ignoring martial virtue? What kind of person is this!

* * *

Very soon, the next duel began.

The opponent who came out was a senior nearly 1.9 meters tall, with extremely developed muscles and explosive power all over his body.

Facing such a tall opponent, He Yu showed no fear at all. Using his excellent martial skills, he defeated the opponent in less than five minutes, easily securing victory.

After that, he grew more and more vigorous, taking down three more in a row.

Counting the previous two, that was already five kills.

Until his 6th fight, when he ran out of stamina and unwillingly lost.

At that point.

First-Year Class 1 had only 3 people left.

Second-Year Class 6 still had 13 people.

“Wang Shujie, you’re up.”

“Got it!”

* * *

About an hour later.

Wang Shujie’s performance also ended.

He performed even better than He Yu, taking down ten in a row. By his 11th match, he finally lost due to exhaustion.

At this point, the number of people remaining in both classes was almost the same.

First-Year Class 1 had 2 people left.

Second-Year Class 6 had 3 people left.

“Lu Gang, it’s your turn.”

“Got it!”

Lu Gang answered, then leapt onto the stage.

In less than ten minutes, he swiftly defeated two major opponents, leaving only one last seedling on the opposing side, performing outstandingly.

“Brother Jie, your class’s top-tier fighters don’t seem that strong, looks like I’ve definitely won our meal bet.”

Seeing the situation turning in his favor, Han Yuanfeng looked at the homeroom teacher of Second-Year Class 6 with a confident smile.

The other replied with a laugh, “Not necessarily.”

Then he turned to the last remaining student, a dark-skinned chubby boy and said with a smile, “Wang Jinhe, it’s your turn to perform.”

Soon, the black and chubby Wang Jinhe stepped onto the stage.

His body was round like a ball, moving very slowly.

Just walking from the audience seat to the stage took nearly half a minute.

Like an old turtle.

Seeing the chubby boy on stage, Han Yuanfeng looked puzzled, “Brother Jie, you sure this is one of your students? Why haven’t I seen him before?”

The homeroom teacher of Second-Year Class 6 explained, “He transferred into my class this semester, so of course you haven’t seen him.”

Han Yuanfeng nodded and said no more.

* * *

On the other side.

Shen Qinghan, seeing the chubby boy on stage, leaned in close to Lin Zichen’s ear and whispered curiously, “Xiao Chen, he’s so fat, how could someone this fat even pass to study martial arts in the Martial Arts Class?”

“I’m curious about that too, let’s see how he performs against Lu Gang, we’ll find out soon enough.”

Lin Zichen replied calmly.

When he first came to the gymnasium, he had already noticed this fat boy and wondered why there would be such a fat student in the Martial Arts Class.

Normally, students in the Martial Arts Class had such high levels of daily physical training that there shouldn’t be any fat students.

Was he someone who got in through connections?

But it didn’t seem like it.

After all, being the last one to go on meant he was the strongest in the class.

* * *

Soon, the duel on stage began.

The chubby boy stood still like a mountain, not moving or making any moves.

Facing the figure before him, larger and bulkier than himself, Lu Gang didn’t back down, charging forward recklessly.

Short punches, hooks…

Side kicks, flying kicks, sweeps…

Elbow strikes, knee strikes…

Shoulder charges, shoulder strikes…

Lu Gang unleashed every martial skill he had, crazily attacking the fat boy.

However, no matter how he attacked, he could never break the other’s defense.

Too much fat! Too thick flesh!

He couldn’t make a dent!

Lu Gang grew anxious but could do nothing, only pouring even more force into his attacks.

But still, he could not harm him.

“Done hitting? Then it’s my turn.”

The fat boy grinned, grabbed Lu Gang by the shoulder and effortlessly lifted him, tossing him right off the stage.

With Lu Gang defeated, both classes had only one last seedling left.

“Brother Feng, you’re also down to one person, looks like I’m winning.” The homeroom teacher of Second-Year Class 6 said smugly to Han Yuanfeng.

Han Yuanfeng also felt like he was losing.

Even one of the top fighters like Lu Gang was tossed aside like a chicken by that fat boy.

That meant the last one left, Lin Zichen, probably wouldn’t be a match for him either.

‘Sigh, I got played…’

Han Yuanfeng shook his head, sighing as he gave a bitter smile, “So that’s why you dared to bet with me, turns out you were hiding such a trump card, no martial virtue at all.”

The Second-Year Class 6 teacher laughed, “Hahaha, same with you, Brother Feng, didn’t you also bet thinking you had a guaranteed win? We’re both the same.”

Hearing this, Han Yuanfeng’s heart ached.

Their bet was that the loser would have to treat the winner’s entire class to a meal at the restaurant across from the school.

Treating a whole class to a meal, that cost wasn’t small, at least half a month’s salary gone.

The more Han Yuanfeng thought about it, the more it hurt. If he had known, he wouldn’t have made the bet at all, just a normal sparring match for friendship would’ve been so much better.