Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Aaah!”
Seeing Su Lu’s expression, Charlie’s eyes turned red.
What is this? A provocation?
This is an absolute insult! He now has the urge to kill Su Lu.
“Charlie! Calm down… This kid is not your match!”
Another white coach shouted, frowning, “As long as you don’t make a mistake, you will be the one winning!”
With his shouting, Charlie reluctantly cald down, reassessed his attitude, and focused on Su Lu.
“Hah!”
But this ti, Su Lu did not want to wait. He let out a shout and made the first move, punching Charlie straight in the face.
Charlie imdiately brought up his hands to shield his face, preparing to counterattack.
The next mont, Su Lu’s foot slid slightly. In the middle of it, he unnaturaley adjusted his target, his fist went downward, hitting squarely at Charlie’s abdon.
Outside the ring, Angelia and the white coach’s expressions changed: “Such a smooth sequence of the Eight Forms?”
That’s right!
If at level 1 of Maga Fighting Skills, Su Lu only made these eight routines instinctual, compulsively following them when encountering situations, by the ti he reached level 2, he would be able to adapt freely and could change his moves on the fly.
Thump!
Charlie solidly received a punch, clutched his stomach, and dropped to his knees.
At this point, Su Lu’s strength attribute has surged to 1.3!
According to his own estimation, he’s already stronger than many adults. A solid punch to the lower abdon is certainly no pleasure.
‘If I keep on improving my fighting skills, would the attribute bonuses allow to beco a Transcendent?’
Su Lu clenched his fists again and looked at the attribute panel, his eyebrows furrowed.
[XP 5]
‘Only 5 points of experience? It seems that the dream of endlessly grinding monsters for XP is shattered! Let’s try once more!’
Although Su Lu is not a an person, he is determined to test his hypothesis. Looking at Charlie, who was kneeling on the ground, he said coldly: “Charlie, are you still a man? If you are, stand up and fight the third round!”
“Damn! Coach, I support you!”
“Coach, stand up!”
“If you’re a man, stand up!”
“Beat that brat!”
…
Many of the spectators shouted, so were purely from the perspective of the Fight Club, and so were simply stirring up trouble.
Even Angelia’s expression towards Su Lu beca strange.
After all, despite so previous faults of Charlie, it’s getting unsportsmanlike to go on provoking after having beaten him up like this.
“Damn! I’m going to slaughter you!”
Charlie rubbed his stomach, and when the pain subsided, he stood up imdiately and lunged forward, howling.
“Spinning kick!”
Su Lu dodged to one side, jumped high up, and gave a fierce kick directly at Charlie’s neck.
Thump!
Charlie fell to the ground face down in a classic face plant, and fainted.
Su Lu, on the other hand, frowned as he looked at his attribute bar.
[XP:5]
‘No change, I didn’t get any experience for the defeat just now…’
He sighed in his heart: ‘Looks like my idea of endlessly grinding XP is gone…’
The first round victory against the sa enemy gave the most experience, the second round gave half, and the third round straight went to zero. This situation made him secretly grumble: ‘Why is the Golden Finger so intelligent? Is it easy for to find a loophole?’
If ordinary defeats can’t yield experience, then what remains is to try killing.
But now it’s a law-abiding society. If Su Lu dared to do this, the police would surely be knocking on his door in no ti.
“Charlie! Charlie!”
The last white coach woke Charlie up, checked him over, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with a face full of anger, he stared at Su Lu: “How could you do this?”
“It’s just a normal competition… If Coach Charlie is unhappy, I welco another challenge at any ti!”
Su Lu shrugged, clearly displeased.
Apparently, unless I get beaten down, it isn’t considered a fair script?
After saying this, he saw Charlie shrink back, not daring to et his eyes. He was touched by a thought: ‘Has he been beaten into submission?’
Normal clashes between students can only go so far.
Having lived two lives, Su Lu was very clear that so bad guys may seem tall and mighty, but as long as you dominate them once and break their reliance, they’re sure to be docile and obedient, even more so than rabbits.
The reliance of Coach Charlie was on his relatively good fighting skills.
At this point, after being defeated by Su Lu three tis in a row, he no longer had the courage to harass him.
After all, not everyone has power and influence at ho. Ordinary people are the majority. If the background is ordinary and you lose in a fight, what else can you do if you don’t choose to back down?
‘Oh, there is one more option, ask for help!’
Su Lu looked at the last white coach with a playful expression: “Or… are you going to make a move too, coach?”
“Of course!”
The last white coach entered the ring: “Even though the boxing society is just a college club, if the news gets out that we three coaches lost to a rookie, the leader won’t spare us when he cos back! I am Baron Benlion!”
“Su Lu! Su Lu Pottery!”
Su Lu’s expression beca serious.
This Baron was clearly different from the previous two coaches.
Upon stepping into the ring, his aura beca calm, like a hunting beast, staring at him intently, giving off a dangerous aura.
‘This guy… His real combat experience must be richer than mine, he might even have killed people!’
With a high ntal attribute, Su Lu perceived more things.
“Let’s start!”
The mbers of the Fight Club quieted down. When Angelia signaled, Baron in front of Su Lu made his move.
He let out a roar, and a punch was thrown straight out!
Fast!
This punch was swift, and the key was that it did not hesitate, carrying a conviction of ‘will definitely defeat the enemy.’
‘Does he really want to kill ?’
Su Lu had so illusions, as if he slled a bloody scent. His brain couldn’t think for a mont.
After all, he was just an ordinary university student with little combat experience and had never experienced such a situation.
At a critical mont, his body acted on its own. His head jerked back, and his right hand turned into a claw, aiming for Baron’s throat.
Trading injury for injury!
You are ruthless, I am even more ruthless than you!
Baron’s face was solemn. He chose to retreat and defend, and he was very puzzled in his heart.
How could an ordinary college student have such a combat response? The key is that he was willing to trade injuries, too crazy!
Is it necessary to go all out for the sake of a ring boxing match?
But this thought had just arisen when, in the next mont, Su Lu dashed forward. The Eight Forms flowed seamlessly like a storm.
Baron could barely hold on for a while, suddenly he lost his footing, fell to the ground, and was put in a submissive position by Su Lu.
“I… I lost?”
“Yes, you lost!”
Su Lu released his grip, panting slightly.
It cost him a lot of physical stamina during this final explosive round.
In fact, this Baron was slightly stronger than he was, but he chose to retreat in the face of his injury-for-injury strategy at the beginning.
With this one retreat, he imdiately fell into a disadvantage and could not recover.
This is a real fight. The victory or defeat is within a matter of seconds, and the stronger person may not necessarily win!
‘No matter what, I’ve won again!’
Su Lu looked at his attribute bar, and seeing the “XP 15” prompt, his heart was even more excited.
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