Zane was a genius. His parents always told him so, and they were never wrong. So he knew this was a good idea. "The Shimin think they are special, because they get to walk around with swords. They are all nobodys though, and their parents were too," he said to the friends in his class.
They all came from good families, so each of them had also received Gene Therapies since they were young. Zane was already half again as strong as a regular student.
"Yeah, who cares if they are good at martial arts? We can beat them with our strength and speed!" his friend Billy said.
"Exactly. This is the perfect opportunity to take them out of the competition, where their fighting skills don't matter." This was as close as Zane would come to admitting they were better fighters.
"So we ambush them and slow them down by attacking their legs?" Brian, one of the other two friends, said.
