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When Li Fei was practicing in the training room, Liu Xing also entered a practice room.
Inside the practice room, there were already five people, two of whom were sparring while the other three leaned against the wall, watching with smiles on their faces.
"Brother Zhang, Brother Wang, Brother Zhao."
Liu Xing put on a smile, bowed slightly, and greeted the three leaning against the wall.
The three glanced at him indifferently, ignoring him, and continued to watch the sparring in the center of the room.
Liu Xing was used to this and turned to watch the spar, where one man with his upper body bare revealed his well-toned muscles, launching a fierce attack on another wearing full protective gear.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Dull strikes reverberated nonstop in the training room. The man in full protective gear was 1.9 meters tall, with a large build, obviously much taller than his opponent by more than one weight class; yet, he was being pushed back, barely able to defend.
Liu Xing recognized this tall hulk of a man as He Chao, who specialized in the Horizontal Training Skills known as the Iron Clothes Cover from the Blue Hand. Due to his natural physique, coupled with this Horizontal Training, He Chao had a strong resistance to beatings, securing the third rank in last month's Rank B student monthly examination.
But at this moment, He Chao was being beaten without the strength to fight back.
His opponent was named Yuan Dao, a Rank A student.
When Yuan Dao cornered He Chao against the wall, he suddenly performed a change of speed, dashing towards the wall, then forcefully pushed off the wall with his right foot, leveraging his body to leap up.
This familiar scene immediately reminded Liu Xing of the 'Flying Swallow Chain' move that Li Fei had used on him before.
Sure enough, after Yuan Dao jumped up, he kicked out his left leg in midair at He Chao, opening a gap in his opponent's arms, which were held up in defense.
Immediately after, his right foot kicked through that gap, landing heavily on the chest protector He Chao was wearing.
Bang!!!
With an explosive sound, He Chao, weighing over two hundred pounds with the protective gear, was kicked so hard that both his feet left the ground, flying seven or eight meters away!
After falling heavily to the ground, He Chao let out a painful groan and couldn't stand up again.
With his back turned to Liu Xing, Yuan Dao walked towards the fallen He Chao, revealing the tattoo on his back:
A large tiger with raised eyebrows and a white forehead, looking ferocious with a saber in its mouth.
Just looking at this tattoo gave Liu Xing goosebumps and a chill down his spine.
This was the Tiger Saber Gang's tattoo, only the formal martial artists of the Tiger Saber Gang were entitled to ink such a tattoo on their back.
Yuan Dao walked over to the fallen He Chao and carelessly kicked him with his foot:
"That's all you can take?"
He Chao, covering his chest, groaned in pain:
"....I concede."
Yuan Dao sneered and stepped on He Chao's chest:
"Last ten minutes and you win, yet with full protective gear, you couldn't even last five minutes. What a waste of an opportunity."
He Chao, almost unable to breathe under Yuan Dao's foot, begged with a tearful voice:
"Master Dao, I admit defeat, I was wrong!"
With one foot still on He Chao's chest, Yuan Dao squatted down slowly:
"Next time you face one of my people in the monthly exams, you know what to do, right?"
He Chao hurriedly nodded:
"I know, I won't dare again, Master Dao!"
Only then did Yuan Dao stand up, moving his foot off He Chao, and then kicked him hard:
"Enough, get out of here!"
He Chao struggled to get up from the ground and walked out of the room, holding his chest.
Liu Xing watched his wretched figure leave, feeling a sense of sorrow for the plight of others.
The top three in the Rank A student monthly exam could obtain an Elixir that could change one's aptitude, while the top three in the Rank B exam were also granted access to some resources, which, however, were already monopolized, leaving no room for others to partake.
"Liu Xing."
Yuan Dao turned around and looked at Liu Xing.
He had a small braid and appeared to be in his early twenties, with a bit of a ruffian charm and a hint of wickedness on his face.
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"Brother Yuan,"
Liu Xing hurriedly jogged over to the other's side:
"I just came from Mr. Hao."
Yuan Dao's brows furrowed slightly, "Didn't I tell you to go for sparring? Why did you come back so quickly?"
Liu Xing carefully said, "Mr. Hao had me spar with his student for two matches, and then he let me go."
Yuan Dao: "Oh? Tell me more."
So Liu Xing recounted his experience from that morning in detail.
"Mr. Hao said it himself, he wants to get his newly accepted student into the top three of the Rank A students in the monthly exam?"
After listening, Yuan Dao's expression darkened.
Liu Xing quickly nodded, "Yes, I heard Mr. Hao say it with my own ears."
"I see, you did well. From now on, come and tell me immediately about any news related to this person named Li Fei."
Yuan Dao patted Liu Xing's shoulder and took out a twenty yuan blue banknote from his pocket, "Take this, for your trouble."
"Thank you, Brother Yuan!"
Liu Xing received the banknote with both hands, his face breaking into a joyful smile.
For some wage earners in Xing City, twenty yuan was already a month's salary.
"Go on."
"Alright, I will take my leave then."
Liu Xing left the practice room with a smile.
Recalling Li Fei's calm face after defeating him, an unusual sense of pleasure surged in his heart:
"What if you are the son of a wealthy family? There are some things you just can't compete for!"
After Liu Xing left, one of the three men leaning against the wall, a fierce middle-aged man with a scar on his face, came over and said:
"Brother Yuan, what is this Hao Yi up to?"
Yuan Dao shook his head, looking at another, more scholarly-looking young man: "Xiao Qi, did you find the things you were looking for?"
The scholarly young man, called Xiao Qi, nodded, "Brother Yuan, I checked in the archives, this student that Hao Yi recently accepted, named Li Fei, is 17 years old, a student of the Zhi Ge Department at Xing City Technical School, the son of a platoon leader from the Inspection Bureau."
"Having the backing of the Inspection Bureau, it seems we can't draw him over."
Yuan Dao shook his head.
He looked at Xiao Qi, "You continue to investigate this Li Fei. I want to know the specifics of his family, what connection he has with Hao Yi, and also the scores of his last test."
"Got it, Brother Yuan."
Xiao Qi nodded in agreement.
"Brother Yuan, is it really necessary to pay so much attention to just a new student who has just enrolled?"
The middle-aged man with the scar on his face asked:
"Even if he competes fairly with us, could he possibly defeat us?"
Yuan Dao looked at him:
"Before coming here, Master told me that in the entire martial arts halls of Xing City, only Hao Yi truly has the skills, and that I must be careful because he despises evil and has a bad impression of our Tiger Saber Gang."
"This..."
Hearing this, the other three men showed a serious expression.
The Master of the Tiger Saber Gang was always meticulous in his plans; no one dared to take his words lightly.
"Hao Yi didn't accept students before, and he didn't make things difficult for us intentionally, but now that he suddenly took on a student and is making him compete for the rewards of the top three in the monthly exam, I can't help but be cautious."
Yuan Dao said, "Liu Xing's strength is quite good among Rank B students, but he was easily defeated by Li Fei, which shows that the student Hao Yi has accepted is no ordinary person. If he only wants the rewards of being in the top three in the monthly exam, I would let it be for the sake of Hao Yi's face. What I'm afraid of is that this person has some undesirable ambitions."
"Shall I go and talk to him first?"
Xiao Qi tentatively asked.
Yuan Dao shook his head, "No rush, someone else will speak to him first."
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