"Hey, did you guys hear what that person just said? I'm starting to wonder if there's something wrong with my ears."
"What he said sounded like — take off his pants and beat his ass. I thought I had good hearing, but it seems like I did not hear him right."
"This is too ridiculous. There's actually such a command?"
"Hahahahaha, as expected of Keaton, as expected of the fiercest of us freshmen. He could even think of such a command to give."
"From today onwards, Keaton is my idol. I won't accept any rebuttals."
...
In the audience.
The freshmen spectating the duel were first shocked, and then they cheered wildly.
Before this, Karlot had won more than 10 matches in a row and trampled on the pride of the freshmen.
At that time, this group of freshmen were already extremely displeased with him.
If it weren't for the fact that their strength didn't allow them to, they would have charged forward to fight Karlot to the death.
After this, their Class Monitor Luzion whom they had so much faith in was also defeated by Karlot, and even badly beaten up.
From that moment onwards, the freshmen's hatred for Karlot reached an extreme.
However, this was an academy and they were students.
Although it was extremely immoral for Karlot to suppress the freshmen in the beginner arena, it did not violate any of the school's rules.
The academy even encouraged such behavior to some extent.
To them, it was a good thing to let these freshmen experience some setbacks in advance.
Because in the academy, the worst case scenario they would face was probably just some bossy and arrogant seniors.
However, after leaving the academy, they would go to the world borders. At that time, the enemies they faced would be the truly terrifying existences.
It was also because of this unspoken rule that a talent like Karlot dared to recklessly insult the dignity of a new student in front of everyone.
If it weren't for Keaton's existence, they would have continued their tradition and taught this batch of children a painful lesson in the month after the semester started.
But Karlot was not a very lucky person.
He actually came across Kedan, who had accepted the system mission.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
The skeleton soldier slapped Karlot's buttocks repeatedly with its steel blade.
Karlot flushed with embarrassment. If he could have chosen, he would have preferred to be hacked to death by random blades than to suffer such an insult.
"Continue beating him until he can't get out of bed for three months."
Keaton's cold voice rang once again in Karlot's ears.
Hearing that he would not be able to escape the boy's clutches anytime soon, Karlot rolled his eyes and fainted in shame.
Looking at the motionless Karlot, Keaton did not feel even a shred of achievement.
He slowly walked over to the Skeleton Soldiers, using a hand to lift Karlot up.
Then, he carried Karlot and walked around the dueling platform.
Accompanying him were the sound of cheers equivalent to that of a tsunami.
The cheers of the freshmen were so loud that the spectators on the other duel platforms nearby all turned to look.
"Did Karlot win again? Looks like I have to keep trying, I can't let this kid steal all the limelight."
On Duel Stage No. 2, Karlot's classmate, Clarke, muttered jealously.
However, he caught sight of a familiar face at this moment. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be Karlot's new first-year girlfriend.
She went up to him, but before he could ask anything, the woman started crying and complaining to him.
"Clarke, it's bad. Karlot's been beaten."
'This is a good thing. If he's defeated, won't I have a chance to stand out?'
Clarke suppressed his joy and pretended to be worried, putting on a concerned expression.
"Tell me in detail first, I'll listen to it."
"The one who defeated Karlot is a new student, and he's a Summoner. He can summon…"
A moment later, Clarke finally understood the situation through the bawling of the girl.
"Preposterous! This first grade student actually doesn't put us seniors in his eyes! I must teach him a lesson today!"
Clarke's eyes were red, as if he was the one whom had suffered a great grievance.
However, just moments ago, he couldn't wait for Karlot to be defeated.
However, after learning that Karlot had been insulted by Keaton, he felt extremely resentful.
After all, Karlot and him were still classmates and good brothers.
He could not tolerate his brother being insulted by a freshman!
...
In the audience.
Audrey looked worriedly at Keaton on the dueling platform.
She had observed Karlot's girlfriend visiting the several other dueling platforms.
As smart as she was, she could tell that the woman had gone to get reinforcements.
"Keaton, you're not someone who likes to show off. Why are you being so arrogant today?"
Audrey really wanted to walk onto the dueling platform and make Keaton restrain himself.
However, at this moment, the audience stands were already completely blocked by the freshmen swarming around.
Not only was Audrey unable to walk out of the audience seats, but she was also constantly being pushed back by the incoming freshmen.
Helpless, Audrey could only pray for Keaton in her heart.
"Please don't encounter a tag battle. Please don't, please don't."
However, what he didn't know was that Keaton had done this to make those people challenge him.
Not only was he looking forward to a tag battle, he even wanted to defeat the remaining eight people at once.
Just as the freshmen were cheering wildly.
A tall man, accompanied by a female student, suddenly walked to the registration counter.
This person was none other than champion of the duel stage No. 2, Clarke.
After writing down his name, Clarke opened the door of the arena and jumped in.
"You're Keaton?"
Clarke asked the obvious. He wished to use his presence to overwhelm.
But what he didn't know was that Keaton wasn't just an ordinary freshman, but was a complete hooligan.
It would be impossible to suppress Keaton in terms of momentum.
"Are you blind? Can't you see who I'm holding?"
Keaton didn't answer Clarke's question directly. Instead, he lifted Karlot that was in his hand.
"Do you know them? Is he your classmate?"
Keaton gave him a provocative look. As he spoke, he took out his magic staff and slapped it across Karlot's butt.
"You're provoking me, aren't you?"
At this moment, Clarke did not know the severity of the matter. He put on a cold face and glared fiercely at Keaton.
"Who do you think you are, you're not even worthy of my provocation."
"You can fight me if you want, but since I'm the stage champion now, I get to set the rules."
"Get all of your reinforcements here. I want to fight 8 of you!"