Volume 1: The Starting Chapter 29: Debut

  After resting for half a minute, Shao Bing and Guan Yutang also stared at each other for half a minute. The two seemed to have recovered their physical strength at the same time, and they simultaneously let out a loud shout, and started fighting again. This time, the two of them changed from close-range combat to close-range grappling and wrestling.

  The two of them wrestled for about five more minutes before they finally parted, panting. Now, the two had reached a stalemate, with Shao Bing unable to defeat Guan Yutang and Guan Yutang equally unable to defeat Shao Bing.

  This kind of battle where neither side can gain the upper hand and yet a winner must be decided is the most arduous and protracted, to the point that other groups have already determined their winners while they haven't even finished their first match.

  Xia Wenjie, Tang Xin and Yao Jia did not expect that Guan Yutang would be so strong, strong enough to rival Shao Bing for such a long time without falling behind.

  Looking at the two people on the court who had already fought to exhaustion, Yao Jia secretly cursed, it seemed that she had indeed underestimated the sixth group.

  As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. It's impossible for two people to have exactly the same strength, with not a single hair's difference in high or low.

  Half an hour later, Guan Yutang was so exhausted that he fell to the ground and couldn't get up no matter what, while Shao Bing could still stand up shakily, although his waist was already straightened.

  Two people who were struggling on the ground, one stood up and the other did not get up. A burst of applause erupted around them. Xia Wenjie suddenly woke up with a start, turned his head to take a look, and found that all the students had gathered around them at some point.

  Shao Bing ignored the onlookers around him, and looked down at Guan Yutang who was lying on the ground panting nonstop, asking: "Are... you going to keep fighting?"

  Guan Yutang clenched his fists and pounded the ground fiercely, closing his eyes without saying a word.

  "Humiliation is evident." With that, Shen Luo walked off the stage, grabbed Guan Yutang's belt with one hand and lifted him up, sending him off the stage. Then, she walked back onto the stage and said to Shao Bing: "I'll let you rest for five minutes."

  "It's not necessary." Shao Bing said weakly, hanging his head.

  "Hmm." Shen Luo hummed out loud, she strode forward swiftly and suddenly raised her arm, slamming it down fiercely onto Shao Bing's temple.

  Shao Bing exerted all his strength, raised his arm to block, and with a loud crash, his arm managed to block Shen Luo's punch, but he himself was knocked flying and landed on the ground.

  People who were relatively close could even feel a slight tremble under their feet, which showed just how powerful Shen Luo's punch was.

  This is no longer a woman, she's even more manly than men!

  She didn't even look at Shao Bing who had fallen to the ground, her gaze turned to Xia Wenjie and others, and she said in a loud and rough tone: "Who's next?"

  If Gu Yu Tang was scary enough, then Shen Luo was even scarier. No matter how you looked at it, Gu Yu Tang was still a person, but Shen Luo looked like a female Golden Eagle no matter what.

  Tang Xian swallowed her saliva and took a deep breath, walking forward. Zhang Zhao Yang grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice, "Captain, are you okay?"

  "It can't be done, but it has to be done." Tang Xian shook off Zhang Zhao Yang's hand and walked towards Shen Luo, raising her fists and taking a fighting stance.

  Looking at Tang Xin, who was more than half a head shorter than herself, Shen Luo burst out laughing and sized her up from top to bottom, saying: "If you can withstand one of my punches with those thin arms and legs of yours, I'll consider it your win."

  These words are too humiliating, Tang Xin is extremely angry, and suddenly rushes forward, while rolling up one foot, sweeping across Shen Luo's face.

  The latter casually raised her arm, and didn't see how she used force, but just swung outward, not only blocking Tang Xin's full-strength kick, but also causing her entire body to fly out horizontally, crashing more than a meter away.

  Tang Xiang felt that this kick was not like kicking a person, but more like kicking a huge stone, and her leg bones seemed to be about to break.

  She hadn't even had time to stand up yet, when Shen Luo strode over to her in big steps, one hand grasping the front of her collar and the other hand clasping her waistband. With a swing of his arms, he lifted Tang Xin high above his head, and then with a burst of strength, he flung Tang Xin towards Xia Wenjie and the others, shouting: "Who's next?"

  Splash.

  Xia Wenjie and others rushed to catch Tang Xin, who was flung over, and in the process, everyone was knocked back involuntarily.

  The scene suddenly erupted in an uproar, and people finally witnessed Shen Luo's terrifying strength. It turned out that the strongest among the six groups was not Guan Yutang, but this 'female diamond' Shen Luo. From then on, Shen Luo also got the nickname 'Female Diamond'.

  After Tang Xin, the third one to appear is Xu Jiehui.

  Shao Bing and Tang Xin were both knocked down in one round, Xu Jiehui was slightly stronger than the two of them, holding on for five rounds, before being kicked in the stomach by Shen Luo's big foot, this single move had already twisted Xu Jiehui's face, he couldn't stand up on the spot.

  Seeing this, Yao Jia felt a chill run down her spine and muttered to herself: "My mother, this lady is going to take on six at once."

  The fourth to appear was Zhang Zhaoyang, who could be considered the second-in-command of the eleventh group. However, this kind of fighting was not fair for Zhang Zhaoyang, as he did not rely on physical strength. As a special forces operative, what he had learned were killing techniques - how to kill an enemy in the shortest time possible with the most ruthless means. In a fight against his own comrades, these moves were mostly unusable.

  However, it was not easy for Shen Luo to defeat Zhang Zhao Yang. The two of them fought back and forth on the field, time passed minute by minute, after two minutes, both of their foreheads were sweating, after five minutes, they both started panting, after ten minutes, Shen Luo was still panting, while Zhang Zhao Yang's throat was like a bellows, making a hissing sound when inhaling.

  In terms of physical fitness, he is indeed far inferior to Shen Luo. In a short period of time, he can still hold on, but as time goes on, he gradually cannot support himself.

  After fighting for about three minutes, Shen Luo seized an opportunity and pressed Zhang Zhaoyang to the ground. She straddled his body, with one knee pinning down his arm and her other hand pressing down on his other arm. Her other arm was tightly wrapped around Zhang Zhaoyang's neck, pulling back with all her might.

  In less than ten seconds, Zhang Zhao Yang started rolling his eyes and felt like he could be choked to death by her at any moment. His palms slapped the ground repeatedly, indicating that he admitted defeat.

  Seeing this, Shen Luo let out a strange laugh and released him. As he stood up from the other's body, he patted his palm and said: "You're not bad, kid. You've got some skills, much better than those few earlier."

  Xiao Bing, Tang Xin and Xu Jiehui, who were sitting next to them resting, all turned red with embarrassment, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

  Tang Xiang said with an unjust tone: "If Lao Shao hadn't been exhausted, how could you have possibly won against him?"

  "Shut up, you're just a loser. I don't even bother to care about you." Shen Luo raised his head high, completely disdainful of Tang Xin's attitude.

  Tang Xiang was so angry she wanted to go crazy, hated that she couldn't rush over and scratch her a few times, bite her a few mouthfuls.

  The match will continue, with Zhang Zhaoyang's defeat, it's Yao Jia's turn next.

  Good heavens! Looking at that female Golden Warrior in the center of the arena, Yao Jia's heart sank halfway. She silently blamed them for not exhausting her opponent's energy more. If it were up to her, there might still be a glimmer of hope for victory, but now the female Golden Warrior seemed as if nothing was wrong with her - how could she fight like this?

  Yao Jia didn't walk towards himself, but instead slid forward with his feet on the ground. Shen Luo was both annoyed and amused, waving at him and saying impatiently: "Can you hurry up? Are you drawing flowers with your feet?"

  Yao Jia felt like she had taken several steps forward, but when she turned around, she hadn't even moved half a meter.

  Seeing him walking slowly and unable to come closer, Shen Luo couldn't help it anymore, and strode forward in a hurry to greet him.

  She was fine until then, but after that, Yao Jia was like a mouse seeing a cat, jumping high and turning around to run away.

  "What are you running for?" Shen Luo shouted in exasperation and then gave chase.

  "This is tactics, you don't understand anything!" Yao Jia shouted loudly while running around the field without looking back.

  Shen Luo gritted his teeth and roared: "I'll see where you can run to!"

  As for running skills, Yao Jia really has a good set of techniques. Although it was just circling around the small venue, Shen Luo couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried. It's unknown how many laps they ran around the venue, but in the end, even Shen Luo was exhausted and sweating profusely.

  She stopped in her tracks, panting and asked: "Are you going to hit me or not..."

  "What? Are you going to give up now? I think it's better for you to just admit defeat and stop wasting everyone's time."

  "Let you little run." Shen Luo couldn't stand Yao Jia's provocation and rushed towards him again.

  She came, and Yao Jia ran; she stopped, and Yao Jia stood by, coldly mocking her with sarcastic remarks. This repeated back and forth, until Shen Luo was furious, but couldn't catch him, and had no way to deal with him.

  "Even if you're a bear with supernatural powers, you'll still only have brute strength, but you won't be able to enter the realm of elegance. You're destined to be a low-ranking soldier for life! You, with your lofty ambitions and fragile fate, will return to where you came from, so just quietly remain as a low-ranking soldier."

  Ni Bodhisattva is still three points of earthy flavor, let alone Shen Luo is originally a person with a violent temper. Under Yao Jia's repeated sarcasm, she was finally infuriated, letting out a strange cry and chasing after Yao Jia like a madwoman.

  This time she was not going to stop no matter what, looking at her round eyes, gritted teeth, and ferocious expression, people couldn't help but sweat for Yao Jia, feeling that if Shen Luo caught him, he would be pinched to death.

  Under Shen Luo's fierce pursuit, Yao Jia was forced to jump and dodge left and right. Although he didn't show mercy with his words, in reality, he was also extremely exhausted. The two of them, one running in front and the other chasing behind, both used their full strength.

  Perhaps due to Yao Jia's declining physical strength, he gradually slowed down, his body no longer as agile as when he first started. Before he knew it, he heard a loud thud and let out a strange cry as he fell forward.

  Shen Luo's eyes lit up, and she secretly rejoiced in her heart. "You little scoundrel, you can't run anymore!" She took a step closer to Yao Jia, gritting her teeth as she said, "Run! Why don't you run some more? You stinky little brat, even if you don't exhaust yourself to death today, I'll strangle you to death!"

  When she spoke, both of her eyes shot out a terrifying fierce light.

  Yao Jia really wanted to run, but he just couldn't move anymore. With even the slightest exertion of his left foot, a sharp pain like needles pierced through his ankle.

  He watched with his own eyes as Shen Luo approached him, bent down, and slowly grasped his neck with a large hand. At that moment, he really felt that he had been pushed to the edge of the ghost gate, and Shen Luo could really twist off his neck.

  At this moment, a white towel suddenly flew out of the crowd and landed beside Shen Luo and Yao Jia. At the same time, Xia Wenjie walked down from the stage, saying word by word: "He lost. Now, your opponent is me."

  Shen Luo was stunned, then suddenly furious. She had finally managed to subdue this shameless and annoying guy with great difficulty, but before she could even make a move, he wanted to admit defeat? What a joke!

  She ignored Xia Wenjie and continued to choke Yao Jia's neck with both hands.