Capítulo 1103: Chapter 869: The Final Two Rounds
“I… won.”
These were the last words Augus said before he fell.
The expression on this weathered student’s face before he fell was not one of pain from the punch force, but of a kind of satisfaction.
On this stage, he didn’t bring disgrace to the academy, he was also outstanding.
So Augus, as he fell, left his companions with the brightest smile.
The sound of a mountain collapsing heavily entered the ears of every excited cheering Ding Chuan student.
With such a proud companion and role model, with such an inspiring and motivating spirit, what more could they ask for!
“Ding Chuan—victory!”
The wave of sound from the crowd surged up several decibels at this moment.
Tears glittered in their eyes because they witnessed the scene they yearned for the most!
That spirit of never giving up after a hundred battles and the determination of preferring death over retreat was the spiritual direction they had been desperately searching for, and now, they found it!
This time, the Gonia War Academy formation was unusually silent.
Because they had all clearly seen how Angelo’s every punch force landed on Augus.
They were even joking and betting just a moment ago on how long this big guy could hold out.
Then, they saw the moment when the punch force exploded on the big guy’s body, flesh and blood flying, yet he fiercely charged forward!
Such a death-defying aura even made the fierce Gonia wolves pause.
Angelo coughed up blood, his gaze seemed to spitfire, but as soon as his arm tremblingly propped up his body, he collapsed with a thud.
After trying several times without being able to get up, Angelo lay on the ground, his eyes looking despairingly and unwillingly at the sky, letting out a howl of despair.
“Go bring Angelo back,” Manker said without turning his head.
Two staff members quickly rushed over, putting the badly battered Angelo on a stretcher, then swiftly rushed him to the medical room.
Angelo looked at Manker with those spitfire eyes, “I didn’t… lose!”
“Take care of your injuries, there will always be a place for you in the wolf pack, the Gonia wolves do not fail.”
“Chen Jiantian,” Manker looked at a young man with short black hair and cold eyes behind him, “You know what to do.”
The young man named Chen Jiantian lifted his eyelids and looked at the blood-stained fighting platform, nodding like a robot.
“Of course I know.”
He tossed the sheathed saber he was holding in his arms, his gaze turned to the weapon rack beside him, casually drawing out an unsharpened saber specialized for fighting.
The tip of the saber pointed to the ground, drawing a long mark on the floor, walking straight toward the fighting platform.
He is called Chen Jiantian, but what he excels at using is the Federation’s standard saber… he is a mad wolf who walked out from the underground deathmatch arena.
“Each match, a 15-minute rest interval.”
The referee glanced at Chen Jiantian and reminded him.
“I know.”
Chen Jiantian looked at the imposing Ding Chuan formation at this moment, looking at the large bloodstains on the platform, he threw the saber high up into the air.
Amidst the flashing cold light, the saber heavily pierced into the platform, the blade vibrating with a hum.
Chen Jiantian sat cross-legged, his eyes lowered.
This calm aura instantly drew many gazes toward him.
…
“Long Er, you’re up!” Qi Longxiang suddenly spoke again, this time not only Long Er looked at his star senior in surprise, even Bach and Ruan Xiongfei were caught off guard.
“Peak morale.”
“A mourning soldier is sure to win.”
Qi Longxiang looked calmly at Long Er, “Can you do it?”
Long Er’s eyes lit up, a smile with a hint of chill appeared on his face, his hands clasped together, at this moment a cracking sound of bones bursting forth, “No matter how many people are on the other side… if I don’t break through them, I’ll die on that platform.”
At the passionate age, Qi Longxiang’s words were like a spark thrown into a powder keg, instantly igniting Long Er’s fighting spirit.
And at this time, when the medical staff were carrying Augus towards the medical room, the originally unconscious burly young man on the stretcher suddenly raised his hand.
“Wait… hold on.”
His chest heaved like a bellows, and under the shocked eyes of the two medical staff, Augus managed to prop himself up into a semi-sitting position.
“Put me down.”
Augus roared, and before the stretcher was lowered, his body twisted directly off the stretcher, his right hand heavily braced on the ground.
Spat a mouthful of bloody spittle.
“Long Er, you bastard, I haven’t given up yet!” Augus kneeled on one knee, relying on immense willpower to stand up, then leaned back against the railing, looking up at Long Er.
“Don’t show off in front of me, can you even fight like this? Recover your injuries properly, I’ll definitely let you next time.”
Long Er grinned and chuckled, looking at Chen Jiantian on the platform, drawing out an identical saber.
He, Long Er, is the leading figure of the Fighting Club, with Renault gone, and Lu Qingxue not around, but Ding Chuan’s legacy has never been interrupted.
“Let me do it.”
Augus coughed up blood, looking at the two medical personnel over there, “Give me all those Cell Repair Liquid shots.”
One of his hands just climbed onto the railing, and the back suddenly made a “pop” sound, a piece of clothing was once again soaked red with blood.
Tsunayoshi’s pupils shrank, and his whole figure instantly appeared behind Augus, tearing the shirt apart directly.
…
A scene of blurred flesh was presented in front of everyone, the area just soaked red was where a fist-sized Blood Seal had exploded.
And Augus still had a smile on his face at this moment, with no tremble in his body at all.
Heaven knows what great pain he was enduring.
“Instructor, let me…”
Tsunayoshi blinked his only eye, but before he could finish speaking, his right hand chopped down sharply.
Augus simply didn’t see the trajectory of that hand, he just felt his brain buzz…
And he was lying on the spot.
“Heal his wounds.”
Tsunayoshi looked at the two medical staff, speaking solemnly.
The two hurriedly nodded, picked up Augus again, and rushed into the medical room as fast as they could.
“A stubborn bull, shouldn’t be indulged,” Tsunayoshi looked at Bach, grinning.
Long Er watched Augus’s disappearing back, laughing like a 200-pound fool.
Smack, a slap, and he only felt something hit the back of his head, so the furious Long Er turned around.
He saw that gleaming big bald head.
Ruan Xiongfei looked at him with ill intentions, sending shivers down Long Er’s spine.
“Haha, Instructor Ruan, is there something you need, hehe~~”
The angry expression turned into a fawning one quite naturally.
“In the last two rounds, make sure to beat them so even their mothers wouldn’t recognize them,” Ruan Xiongfei said earnestly, patting Long Er’s shoulder, “Go.”
Long Er licked the corner of his mouth, swung the long saber forward fiercely, when the cold light flew up into the air, everyone only saw a dark shadow instantly catching up from behind, crashing onto the fighting platform with both man and blade.
The long saber lifted level, the tip pointing forward.
“Ding Chuan, Long Er.”
The bold and unrestrained voice boomed like thunder.
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