"Tch!"
"Tch!"
As Li Weixin called out the names, over two hundred people let out a "tch" sound to mock him.
This was because Li Weixin had selected members from the lowest ranks of the ability team and C-class members from the martial arts team.
After this training session, all first-class members of the ability team had been promoted to second-class, and all D-class members of the martial arts team had been promoted to C-class.
The members' ranks were divided according to their abilities and the difficulty of missions they had undertaken.
Li Weixin wasn't annoyed. It was unfair for an ability user like him to compete in a battle of pure strength.
What was wrong with him choosing the bottom ten from two teams?
The selected members were somewhat irked. They were already dissatisfied with being ranked last and wished they could hide from everyone.
Little did they know that Li Weixin would actually call them out to spar. Fine, let's see what they were made of.
Twenty members stepped out of the ranks to receive their medication. Li Weixin collected two doses.
This medication suppressed abilities for four hours. What if the fights weren't over within four hours?
Tian Jing looked at the other members. "Does anyone else need medication?"
The members shook their heads. Their petty grievances weren't enough for them to fight for four hours without power. They'd rather watch Li Weixin get trounced.
This guy, relying on his young age and high-level abilities, had played too many nasty pranks on them, leaving them feeling frustrated.
Seeing that no one else stepped forward, Tian Jing waved to the members. "Gather at the arena in the valley."
The members dispersed, leaving only Li Weiyan and Li Weixin.
Li Weixin looked at his mother. "Captain Tian, you...?"
Tian Jing waved her hand. "After the effects of your jail time wore off, you not only didn't get punished but were rewarded. It's hard to convince the public."
"Challenging the arena is already a light punishment. It also serves as an opportunity for the members to vent their dissatisfaction with you. It's just a bit of physical pain."
Li Weiyan slung an arm around his cousin's shoulder. "Let's go. The arena is waiting for you."
Tian Jing followed behind the cousins, watching them whisper to each other, and shook her head with a smile.
She had originally intended to personally punish her younger son. Thinking that the members might not understand that her actions were a punishment, she decided it would be better to involve everyone.
In the valley, three oversized arenas were arranged in a '品' formation.
When not in use, they were just reinforced concrete platforms with corner posts.
At this moment, the members who arrived earlier had already set up one arena using ropes, corner pads, and floor mats from rooms by the valley edge.
Without abilities or inner strength, they had laid down the thickest floor mats.
Ten of the twenty members selected by Li Weixin had already taken their medication.
Seeing Li Weixin still whispering with Li Weiyan, they couldn't help but urge him on.
Li Weixin took his medication and stepped onto the arena. "Captain Tian, are there any rules?"
Tian Jing sat at the arbitration table. "Yes. The match ends when one party pleads for mercy and surrenders. The defender wins if they succeed in 15 matches. If they lose six, they fail to defend the arena."
Li Weixin grinned and waved to his teammates below. "Zhou Youwei, come up."
Zhou Youwei was a dark-skinned man in his thirties. To strangers, he would look like a simple farmer.
Even with his abilities suppressed by the medication, with his physique, he could simply crush the lean Li Weixin.
Seeing that Li Weixin had called him out again, and with such a dismissive air, he clenched his fists and walked towards the arena.
"Li Weixin, I won't hold back. Don't cry if I hurt you."
Li Weixin nodded. "Don't worry, when have you ever seen me cry?"
Zhou Youwei took his stance at the edge of the arena and looked at Tian Jing, who was seated at the arbitration table.
Tian Jing gestured downwards with her palm, signaling the start.
He immediately moved like a swift leopard, charging directly at Li Weixin.
Li Weixin ducked low, avoiding the punch thrown by Zhou Youwei, and swept out his right leg.
Zhou Youwei was on guard and leaped forcefully, avoiding Li Weixin's sweep kick.
Upon landing, he immediately delivered a whip kick towards Li Weixin, who was still in a crouched position.
A sinister smile appeared on Li Weixin's lips. Just as Zhou Youwei felt a sense of unease and tried to retract his leg, Li Weixin pushed off with both legs and lunged towards Zhou Youwei's raised leg.
The moment he felt his leg being grabbed, a pulling force yanked him forward violently.
With a "rip," his pants couldn't withstand the 180-degree split, and his crotch tore open.
His leg muscles also ached from the sudden, extreme split.
Seeing Li Weixin holding his right leg and preparing to roll, he quickly said, "I surrender."
This was a joke. His pants were torn. If they continued to roll, his red underwear would be exposed.
There wasn't just Deputy Captain Tian, a woman, here, but also many female members.
He couldn't afford to lose face.
"First round, Li Weixin wins."
Tian Jing calmly announced the result of the first round, but inwardly, she was stifling laughter. She knew that whatever Yan Yan and Ran Ran had discussed wouldn't be a proper fight.
Zhou Youwei walked off the arena with small steps, drawing loud laughter from the spectators below.
Li Weixin stood at the edge of the arena and called out to the crowd, "Song Tianzhu, it's your turn."
Song Tianzhu. Hearing the name, one might imagine a tall, strong, and imposing figure. In reality, he was a thin man of medium build.
He walked onto the arena and said to Li Weixin, "Zhou Youwei was careless. I won't be as reckless as him."
Li Weixin smiled faintly. "Then let's begin."
Song Tianzhu lunged forward with a swift step, his palm bent like an eagle's claw, reaching for Li Weixin's arm. If he grabbed it, he could perform an over-the-shoulder throw.
To his surprise, Li Weixin used his pulling force to suddenly press down on him.
He couldn't control his fall. While he managed to protect his head from hitting the ground, he couldn't prevent Li Weixin from crashing down on him.
Before he could cry out in pain, Li Weixin, with a sideways roll, then kicked him out of the arena with a bowed leg.
"Second round, Li Weixin wins."
After Tian Jing announced the second round's victor, a wave of surprise swept through the crowd.
"This kid is pretty good. Without his abilities, he can still use his physical advantage."
"No, it's like he can predict things in advance."
As soon as these words were spoken, the other members fell silent, as they all recalled Li Weixin's ability level.
Everyone knew that the higher one's ability level, the stronger their spiritual sense.
Furthermore, this kid had spent longer than anyone else training at the Yin-Yang fish eyes in the maze. Who knew what he had been up to in there.
The experiences of the members in the Yin-Yang fish were known only to the two captains and the members themselves.
Predicting things in advance, that made things difficult.
Ding Zhaogui pushed aside his teammates. "Let me test his prediction abilities."
Tian Jing gestured downwards with her palm, and Ding Zhaogui sprang into the air, his legs repeatedly kicking towards Li Weixin, who remained still.
Just as Ding Zhaogui's large foot was about to hit Li Weixin's chest.
Li Weixin instantly ducked and slid to avoid the chest-level kick, then retaliated with a forceful backhand strike, punching Ding Zhaogui in the posterior.
Because Li Weixin had stood still earlier, Ding Zhaogui's continuous force was dodged by Li Weixin. After missing the kick, Ding Zhaogui directly fell towards the edge of the arena.
Even though he fell sideways onto the arena, the blow from Li Weixin made his already painful posterior even worse.
This brat Li Weixin was too devious. But how did this kid know his hemorrhoids were acting up?
He reached out to cover his backside, expecting this punch to cause bleeding. Who knew he would be kicked from behind and sent off the stage.
"Thwack!"
This time, his buttocks landed squarely on the ground. He truly sat down, and his posterior was surely bleeding profusely.
He immediately flipped over, clutching his backside, and roared at the stage, "Li Weixin!"
Li Weixin looked down at him innocently from above. "You didn't call for surrender, so I could only press my advantage."
Press your advantage?
Ding Zhaogui, enraged, pointed at him. "You brat, you wait. If I ever get my hands on you, I'll press my advantage too."
Li Weixin even nodded. "Okay."
Laughter erupted from the crowd.
Ding Zhaogui ran towards the dormitory, clutching his backside.