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"Charge!" Zhang Zhijun roared. He simply couldn't believe this nonsense. Could Hao Jian really fight off over a hundred of them by himself? How was that possible?
"Roar!"
A hundred soldiers roared in unison and charged towards Hao Jian amid the shocked cries of numerous teachers and students.
"Scram!"
Hao Jian spat out these angry words, and with a ferocious and powerful kick, he sent the leading soldier flying like a cannonball, knocking over more than a dozen comrades behind him. Those dozen soldiers immediately felt dizzy and disoriented, losing their ability to act.
There was no need to elaborate on how terrifying Hao Jian's kick was, as it could even shatter diamonds. Just now, he had only used half his strength; otherwise, that soldier would have been dead.
Seeing Hao Jian take down over a dozen men with a single move, everyone was dumbfounded. The scene was like something out of a martial arts drama.
