"Huh!?" Even Dong-Woo was surprised by his own strength. He swore that he only wanted to send the dark-skinned boy off the stage. He had no intention of killing the boy.
Fortunately, he threw the dark-skinned boy in the direction of his master. Heero jumped out and caught the dark-skinned boy.
The dark-skinned boy was trembling with fear and repeatedly said "thank you" to Heero for saving him. The boy's eyes were shaking, it was clear the boy was traumatised after being thrown like that.
Without Heero's quick reaction, the boy's head might have hit the wall.
"Dong-Woo! Control your strength!" Heero reprimanded his disciple from underneath the stage.
From Dong-Woo's reaction, he knew that his disciple had done it unintentionally. So he only reprimanded him lightly.
"I am sorry, Master! I will control my power carefully later!" Dong-Woo scratched his head in embarrassment.
Of the group, Kang Seo-Yeon was the most surprised. From the beginning of the fight, she saw that her brother was doing this casually. Yes, she noticed that Dong-Woo threw the dark-skinned boy casually.
However, the dark-skinned boy was thrown quickly. It showed that her brother had extraordinary strength.
Excitement flashed in her eyes as she realised this. It meant that her brother's hard work had paid off, as she sometimes felt sorry for Dong-Woo with his current training load.
"That boy used his ki to throw his opponent. It looked like he was just throwing his opponent casually, when in fact the Ki was increasing the throwing power of his arm..." Musashi Hirata calmly analysed.
Meanwhile, Yan Tie was also shocked to see his junior pupil being thrown like a basketball.
Both boys had a similar build, but how could it be that the other one had more strength? He began to worry as he looked at the other stage.
The other disciples had small frames compared to Dong-Woo's. Yan Tie was a little relieved, at least this boy would not be ridiculously strong like Dong-Woo.
If the parents knew that their child was injured because of losing, his martial house might lose the trust of the parents.
Xu Lingxun's opponent had just climbed onto the stage and noticed that his friend had been thrown away like a basketball.
Deep inside, Xu Lingxun's opponent was terrified. He looked at Dong-Woo, who let out a silly laugh before looking back at his own opponent.
He looked back at Dong-Woo and then back at Xu Lingxun. Xu Lingxun's opponent noticed the huge difference between Dong-Woo and Xu Lingxun.
Xu Lingxun's body was thinner and shorter than Dong-Woo's. This was clearly visible with Xu Lingxun's loose martial arts clothes.
The boy was relieved and thought to himself, "Luckily, beating this guy seems to be easier...
Even though he looked down on Xu Lingxun's physical strength, he did not show it on his face. He showed more respect to the dark-skinned boy.
"Pan Fan!" Xu Lingxun's opponent bowed his head slightly, a formality before the practice match began.
"Xu Lingxun!" Xu Lingxun returned the formality with the same movement.
Even though his opponent showed him more respect, Xu Lingxun had no intention of going easy on his opponent.
"I can't lose to Dong-Woo..."
"Start!" The referee shouted, signalling the start of the match.
Pan Fan took a deep breath as he formulated a plan to fight his opponent. But before he could work on his plan, his opponent made his move first.
Pan Fan remembered his instructor's words, "Dodge and counter! If you can't evade, block and counter!
The demonstration in his training replayed in his mind. Pan Fan tried to dodge, but Xu Lingxun was much too fast. A punch was about to hit his chest.
I can't dodge, but I will block! Pan Fan brought his weaker hand forward to receive the fist that countered his Iron Fist.
Just like its name, the Iron Fist Martial House was famous for its iron-like hand. They trained their hands to be like an iron fist.
I only need one fist and I will win...' Pan Fan was confident, but to his surprise, the punch he was expecting did not arrive.
Pan Fan saw Xu Lingxun make a strange maneuver. The punch stopped halfway and Xu Lingxun moved to his side.
He was shocked, and just as he was about to retreat, his gaze turned. He saw the familiar ceiling and soon, excruciating pain hit his stomach.
"Urgh!"
His vision went black and he had no idea what happened next.
Xu Lingxun was shocked to see his opponent unconscious. He panicked and immediately checked Pan Fan's condition.
He did not know the real condition, but he was relieved to see that Pan Fan was still breathing. The referee also came to check Pan Fan's condition.
After checking Pan Fan's condition and finding nothing serious, he was relieved inside. His duty as a referee was to stop the fight before anything serious happened.
But the fight was too fast. No, Xu Lingxun's action was just too fast, he had not expected the kid to be so fast.
"Xu Lingxun, win!" The referee announced as he called for the medical team on the other side to take Pan Fan off the stage.
The two fights ended with an easy win for Heero Academy. From the sidelines, Yan Tie's face darkened.
Yao, who was standing next to him, did not dare to raise her head. She lowered her head because that was her careless mistake. If she had done a complete check on her opponent, something like this would not have happened.
"Yao! Check out Kang Dong-Woo's background, what's his relationship with the Fiery Archer! Don't worry, I don't blame you for this. I would make the same mistake if I were in your position!" Yan Tie's voice rang in her ears.
Yao raised her head and replied excitedly, "Yes!" She was thankful that she would not receive Yan Tie's wrath.
After saying that, he selected two more junior disciples to face Xu Lingxun and Kang Dong-Woo.
A Junior Disciple was a teenager aged 15 or younger. Yan Tie chose two 14-year-old junior disciples to face the 13-year-old Kang Dong-Woo and Xu Lingxun.
Even though this relaxed practice match turned into a serious one, Yan Tie was not the least bit upset. A tough opponent could train his pupil's mentality.
However, just like before, Kang Dong-Woo defeated his opponent in less than a minute. The difference was that Kang Dong-Woo knocked out his opponent with less force.
The same with Xu Lingxun, he used his agile and fast movement to knock out his opponent in the same way.
After the fight, Kang Dong-Woo ran to the edge of the stage, he said something to Heero, "Master, they're too weak, they can't satisfy me!"
Yes, Kang Dong-Woo was eager to have a sparring match with an opponent on his level, not a saltfish opponent like this.
Back then, his sparring partners were Butcher Wang and Sun Zhou Yi. They were too strong for him, and he wanted to test his limits in today's training match.
But they were simply too weak to satisfy him. Xu Lingxun had the same thought, but he did not say it out loud.
Heero just smiled while Kang Seo-Yeon laughed, "That brat is getting cocky, huh!"
Even though she said she had no intention of reprimanding her brother.
Meanwhile, Yan Tie gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger. He heard Dong-Woo's words and took it as a humiliation. It was then that Yao came back with an ugly look on his face.
"Boss! This is not good!"
"What's wrong? Have you found the boy's background?" Yan Tie asked in an irritated tone.
"Yes, he is the successor of the Kang family, Kang Dong-Woo... Yes, the exact same face. Also, Kang Seo-Yeon is the director of the Heero Academy. I suspect that the Kang family is the sponsor of the academy! Yao reported in a serious tone.
As soon as Yao had finished her report, Yan Tie noticed Heero coming towards him.
"Chief Yan Tie, I have a suggestion to speed up the training match, are you interested?" Heero said with a broad smile.
After listening to Yao's report, Yan Tie forced a polite and yet fake smile on his face, "Let me hear it!"
"How about having all your junior disciples fight my two junior disciples? It's a win-win situation for us, my disciples will be satisfied and your disciples will get a new experience!" Heero suggested with a broad smile.
Without waiting for Yan Tie's answer, Heero turned around and asked his two students, "Dong-Woo! Lingxun! Are you ready to fight all of them?"
The two disciples replied in a loud voice at the same time, "Yes, Master! I am willing!"
The two boys did not show the slightest fear, instead they were excited.
Heero turned around, still with a big smile on his face, and asked, "How is it, Chief Yan Tie?"
Yan Tie was stumped, there was no way he could refuse while the two boys fearlessly agreed.
All right, if your junior disciples want to die, I will grant them their wish! I don't think two boys can win against my 84 junior disciples!