Poisonous Force

Three o'clock in the afternoon. December 21st.

In the center of the ring, the referee announced loudly,

"Competition between Shanbei University Martial Arts Club and Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, round one."

"Fang Zhirong versus Lin Que!"

As the voice resounded, Lin Que and Fang Zhirong rose to their feet at the same time as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Maybe it was out of habit or under the influence of the environment, Lin Que didn't head directly toward the ring. Instead, he fist-bumped his teammates from left to right, with the crowd cheering.

When he came to the Coach, Geezer Shi, he coughed. He was not excited like the young people and spoke only one word.

"Easy."

Easy... Lin Que repeated the word silently, a bit of a glint in his dark eyes.