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The day after the duel, the Club Union President election went ahead as scheduled.
"The Club Union President election has begun! All students affiliated with the Club Union, please make sure to vote!"
From early morning, students flocked to the polling station set up in front of the Club Union building, but strangely, one of the candidates was nowhere to be found. Having lost his right arm, Seonwoo Jin had returned to the Seonwoo Clan with his father the night before, without so much as a word on when he'd be back or a single instruction left for the BRS executives.
Leaderless, Seonwoo Jin's supporters panicked, and naturally, students who were still undecided ended up voting for what seed like the only remaining candidate.
Once the polling had wrapped up, in the na of fairness, the Student Council counted the votes.
Now, the supporters of each candidate, the Club Union's affiliated club presidents, and a crowd of curious students gathered to hear the results.
Student Council President Dokgo Jun stepped forward to announce the results. "After tallying the votes… Candidate Hyonwon Kang is the new President of the Club Union!"
Calmly seated, Hyonwon Kang clenched his fist tightly while his supporters erupted in cheers. It was a huge upset, but no one was really surprised.
"Woaaaah!"
"Hyonwon Kang! Hyonwon Kang!"
"The Sky Sundering Blade! The Sky Sundering Blade!"
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The duel the day before had been decisive, demonstrating not only Hyonwon Kang's strength, but also the sincerity he'd invested in his campaign. He'd spent countless mornings gathering support, and his conviction was clear.
On the other hand, Seonwoo Jin's dirty campaign shenanigans, disgraceful behavior during the duel, and his father's scheming had cost him much of the student body's favor.
"Thank you! Truly, thank you!" Hyonwon Kang said, rising from his seat and bowing to the crowd. Dressed in the black martial arts uniform of the White Dragon Manor, he cut a striking figure.
Most of his friends from White Dragon Manor, the Student Council, and the SRS executives applauded approvingly, but so of them simply couldn't resist the urge to stick to just verbal congratulations.
"Wonkang!"
"Senior!"
Geo Sangwoong and Ya Suhyeok sprinted over, sandwiching Hyonwon Kang in a tight hug.
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"Ugh! Gah! You muscle pigs! Are you trying to crush ?!" Hyonwon Kang sputtered, squirming and struggling to breathe. While he was no small guy himself, only his head poked out from the muscle hell.
"Hahaha! Do you know how much trouble we went through because of you? Take this!" Geo Sangwoong laughed heartily.
"On a day like this, you're supposed to get beaten up a bit," Ya Suhyeok added with a grin, glancing over his shoulder. "Hey, Wiji Cheon! Want to co over and hit him?"
Approaching cautiously, Wiji Cheon asked shyly, "…Can I hit him with my sword?"
"As long as you don't draw it!"
"Ahem. May I join as well?" Dokgo Jun chid in with a sly grin.
"E-Even you, Dokgo Jun!"
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The serious atmosphere quickly beca rowdy. The students sward around Hyonwon Kang, cornering him, then began pumling him rrily.
"Take this! This is payback for everything you've done before!"
"Now's our chance! Everyone who got hit by Wonkang before, co on up!"
"Step on him more!"
"You damned delinquent! Congrats on winning the election!"
Hyonwon Kang curled up into a ball, bracing himself against the cheerful assault. Despite his training in the Eighteen Strikes of the Viridian Forest, the Azure Dragon Academy students didn't pull any punches, leaving him battered and bruised in no ti.
"Ugh! Gah! Ack! You guys are really! Ow! That hurts!"
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Watching from a distance, Baek Suryong chuckled, "What a rascal."
The guy who had been an incorrigible delinquent when they first t had matured quite a bit, and this wasn't just about his martial arts. Hyonwon Kang, who had once been like a hedgehog with his spines fully raised, now laughed and joked freely with those around him, which ant that he had grown ntally as well.
As his teacher, Baek Suryong couldn't help but be pleased with his student's progress.
"Keep up the good work, Wonkang. I'm looking forward to seeing you compete at the Heavenly Martial Festival," he murmured.
Baek Suryong turned away. Since it looked like Hyonwon Kang was going to have to endure his friends' violent affection for a long while, he figured he'd offer his congratulations after the dust settled.
"AAAAH! DAMN YOU PEOPLE! YOU'LL REGRET THISSSSS!"
And so, the long-awaited election finally ca to an end.
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