Jesse’s First Battle

"If it was a normal battle, I would have let it go. But in this competition system, there might be a chance."

"Little brother Jesse has a plan?"

Jesse smiled. "They originally wanted to take turns to drag us down. But now, we can return the favor and use our people to drag him down."

"That's right. Right now, senior brother Jesse is the strongest fighter on their side. The initiative has come to our side. If they don't want us to obtain points, they must send that Colby into every match."

"But..." Zeon, the Wind Spirit Dojo Director, looked at the Martial Masters under his command with a troubled expression. "I'm afraid this is very dangerous. I wonder if they can hold on."

"Father, if we don't enter the tiger's den, how are we going to get the tiger's cub? If we can defeat Colby, it's not impossible for the Wind Spirit Dojo to obtain first place in this competition. By then, we can recruit as many Martial Masters as we want."

Hearing these words, Zeon was moved. He made up his mind and said, "Alright, we'll do as you say."

The competition was still ongoing. The bloody battle just now had not stopped. Moreover, the audience had become even more excited.

After a few rounds of battles, it was time for the Wind Spirit Dojo to fight again. Moreover, their opponent happened to be the Fierce Tiger Dojo.

Initially, Jean had expected his opponent to stall for time to see who would appear on his side. After that, he would decide who would appear on the stage.

However, as soon as the referee announced the opponent, Fierce Tiger Dojo's 'Exploding Tiger Colby' leaped over ten meters and arrived on the stage.

"Such powerful strength." Clive could not help but exclaim in admiration.

This person was probably someone who had trained his body to the extreme, possessing the strength of at least three tigers.

Actually, it was not that Fierce Tiger Dojo Director did not want to talk about tactics, but that Colby simply did not stop him from commanding.

In fact, he also did not want to ask this great Buddha to make a move. After all, he calculated according to the number of rounds.

The agreed price was 300,000 yuan per round. In the end, no matter what the result was, he had to pay for the number of rounds he won.

On the other side, when Jean saw Colby being so arrogant and directly going on stage, she could not help but feel a hint of joy in her heart.

He said to a high-ranked Martial Master who was resting, "You go up and compete."

"What?" The high-ranked Martial Master who was resting exclaimed.

"Headmaster, he is a student of Zhengyang First High School. How can I defeat him?"

"Whether you win or lose this match, I will give you 200,000 yuan. However, you must persist on the stage for ten minutes. The more energy you waste, the better. When the time comes, I will also reward you."

As the saying goes, people die for money. Birds die for food.

Such a high reward tempted the Martial Master.

'As long as I do not fight with him, I'll run as soon as I get on the stage.'

The Martial Master encouraged himself.

Then, the match began. As the referee's whistle sounded, the Martial Master began to run.

Because the match was held in a large stadium, the arena was huge. It was as big as half a football field.

Seeing the Martial Master run away, the audience immediately booed.

"Why don't you dare to fight?" Colby said with a cruel smile, "I don't dare to fight. How can I say that I'm a Martial Master!"

After saying that, Colby's figure suddenly disappeared from the entire arena. Then, he appeared next to Harry, the martial artist of the Wind Spirit Dojo.

"Instant step!"Jesse said in surprise, "Has he completely mastered this kind of high-level footwork?"

However, this Harry was still a little clever. He did not care about his image as a fighter at all. 

Then, he did not run to the other side.

Moreover, the footwork he mastered was not weak either. He ran more than ten meters in an instant.

"Interesting!" Colby said.

Then, a cat-and-mouse game began in the arena.

Harry kept running while Colby chased after him with a smile on his face.

This continued for a minute. Finally, boos came from the audience seats.

"What does this person mean?"

Even the host began to explain, "Could it be that this Martial Master of the Wind Spirit Dojo is practicing the 'One Teacher' technique? Why hasn't he fought back?"

Meanwhile, Jean and the others below the stage kept encouraging Harry in their hearts.

"Continue, continue. Every minute we delay now will increase our chances of winning."

Even Jesse revealed an appreciative smile to Harry.

Just like that, after three minutes, Harry felt that he had used up most of his stamina. Moreover, his speed had also decreased. It was time for him to get off the stage.

Just as he ran to the edge of the stage and was about to jump off, Colby's harsh voice suddenly rang in his ears. "Are you comfortable running?"

A chill suddenly rose in Harry's heart. He thought to himself. "Not good."

He jumped off the stage as if he was running off the stage, and at the same time, a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Even if you are a student of Zhengyang First High School, aren't you still being played around by me? A student of Zhengyang First High School is just so-so."

Just as he was about to land on the ground and walk away, he found himself unable to land on the floor.

Then, a strong force came from behind him and pulled him back.

"Did you ask me if you wanted to run?" What greeted Harry's eyes was Colby's slightly cruel smile.

"Did you use this leg to run?" Colby said with a smile.

After saying that, he punched Harry's thigh hard. With a cracking sound, even Clive, who was standing below the stage, heard it.

One had to know that a fighter's bones had been strengthened and were extremely hard. At the level of a Martial Master, they were no different from steel plates.

But now, they were broken by Colby like a broken wooden stick.

Different from Harry's screams, the atmosphere in the venue reached its climax.

Countless people shouted, "Beat him to death."

Then, Harry's other leg was broken by Colby.

Just as he was about to continue, the referee finally could not stand it anymore and started to stop Colby's actions.

Seeing that he could not continue, Colby threw Harry out of the ring like he was throwing away a broken toy.

Then, Colby turned his head to face Jesse, who was still below the stage, with a dangerous look on his face. At the same time, he made a 'I'm waiting for you' gesture.

"What should we do now?"

"I don't think these Martial Masters will go on the stage again."

"If the high-ranked Martial Masters aren't willing to go on the stage, then let the low-ranked Martial Masters go on," Jean said through gritted teeth.

Seeing that Harry had already been crippled, Jean's heart ached a little. After all, every Martial Master was the golden lump of the dojo. If they were to be used up like this now, they would not help themselves.

Seeing that Colby had defeated these high-level Martial Masters, these low-level and middle-level Martial Masters were even less of a match for them.

However, they did not have the bargaining power like the high-level Martial Masters. Therefore, it could be said that everyone had a certain amount of things to carry.

They could only brace themselves and choose to go on stage.