Chapter 4 This Classmate,You Don’t Want To

Chapter 4 This Classmate,You Don't Want To

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Amon sized up Yan Jin. She was a girl who looked very heroic, giving people a tomboyish feeling. She had fiery red hair and wore simple but clean clothes.

This was the thief who stole his wallet!

Amon suddenly felt like he was encountering a "0-08" situation. From his transmigrating to Douluo and fighting Old Quinn to the death, to leaving the village to avoid trouble, to having his wallet stolen due to his poor condition, and now encountering the thief again, everything was too coincidental…

It was as if something was urging the plot to develop, but the clumsy writer couldn't control it with his writing skills, making it seem a bit unnatural… and then… forcibly reasonable.

However, this is the world of Douluo, there is no "0-08", so it should really just be a coincidence… Amon adjusted his monocle, looking at Yan Jin with a bit of scrutiny.

"Yes, what a coincidence, what a coincidence…"

Yan Jin was frantically thinking of countermeasures in her heart, but after thinking about it, she couldn't come up with a better solution, and it seemed she could only admit defeat.

She said with a bit of flattery: "I completely agree with the teacher's point of view!"

After speaking, she turned to look at her classmates and said coldly: "Does anyone have any objections to the teacher's opinion?"

She didn't know if her classmates had any objections to Amon's views, but she only knew that she now had quite a few opinions about her classmates.

If it weren't for these guys constantly looking at her, she wouldn't have been noticed so quickly. Maybe she could have gotten through this class and had more time to think about countermeasures, instead of being caught off guard like this.

Under her sharp, knife-like gaze, the other children turned their heads away one by one, not daring to meet her eyes.

Yan Jin stepped forward, came to the opposite side of Amon, and asked: "How do we practice? Directly fight?"

"Sure," Amon nodded.

Yan Jin thought for two seconds in place, hesitating whether to hold back or go all out. She had confidence in her combat power.

Even if she only used her fists and didn't use her Martial Spirit, she could beat most of the older students in the school!

In the end, she decided to fight! Beat him hard!

If she could win decisively, first, she could show her strength and form a deterrent, and second, she could create a conflict, so that even if the other party said that she stole his money, others might misunderstand that it was because she made him lose face, so she deliberately framed him.

In addition, the combative side of her personality was also prompting her to make such a judgment.

Yan Jin no longer hesitated, and suddenly stomped forward.

Amon noticed that a deep shoe print was left where her right foot landed. She used her Spirit power.

"Oh… gathering Spirit power on the feet and then bursting it out to gain faster speed, this is already considered a prototype of a self-created Spirit skill."

Amon blocked her fist with his right hand and commented with ease, "You have a lot of talent in combat."

Yan Jin looked serious, grabbed Amon's wrist with her backhand, and using this as a fulcrum, twisted her waist with force, a roundhouse kick kicked towards his head.

Amon easily blocked it with his other hand, and shook her away with a jolt of his right hand.

Stumbling back several steps, Yan Jin stabilized her figure and looked at Amon solemnly.

The other party was much stronger than those good-for-nothing older students in the school. Although his age and body size looked about the same as fifth or sixth graders, and his Spirit power was not very strong, the pressure he brought during the fight was completely different.

The two people's moves looked very simple, but they were very fast, especially Yan Jin's punch and kick were aimed at the vital points. If one didn't react, they could be seriously injured in an instant.

Looking at Amon's smiling face, Yan Jin bit her lip and charged up again.

This time, she first punched towards the latter's face, and then changed her move midway, an elbow strike aimed at his abdomen.

Amon still accurately blocked the incoming elbow with his right palm, but as soon as he made contact, he frowned. The impact caused by the burst of Spirit power made his entire arm feel numb.

He took a step back to reduce the impact, and at the same time launched a counterattack for the first time.

While moving backwards, he exerted force in an extremely unreasonable posture, and swung a whip kick at the opponent.

This move was beyond Yan Jin's expectations. She couldn't dodge it, so she had to twist her body and try to use the thickest part of her body to resist.

Amon's whip kick looked powerful and vigorous, and even made a whirring sound, but when it really landed on her body, she found that it didn't hurt at all. Only a gentle force pushed her body away.

Yan Jin somersaulted a few times on the ground and jumped up, patted her clothes, and said very simply: "I lost."

Lu Wencong clapped his palms lightly and praised: "Very good, a very exciting battle."

He recognized Amon's performance. In fact, there were also students in the school who had already obtained Spirit Rings and whose Spirit power had reached level twelve or thirteen, but they only had levels and no combat power. 

"You let me see the role of fighting skills in the battles of low-level Spirit Masters. Just now, there were many coping actions that even I found eye-catching. I'll leave it to you here, I have something else to deal with."

"Go ahead and do your work, I will guide them well," Amon responded.

After Lu Wencong left, the students surrounded him one by one, "Wow, teacher, you are so amazing, you can deal with the Big Sister so easily."

"Teacher, teacher, after we learn your skills, can we be so powerful too?"

"Can we also beat the Big Sister?"

The little kid who said this obviously didn't notice the increasingly dark look on Yan Jin's face behind him.

The rest of the smart people moved away a few steps without leaving a trace, staying far away from him.

Yan Jin very gently hooked his neck from behind with her arm, and said softly: "Who do you want to beat?"

"Um… Big… Big Sister…" The little fatty who said the wrong thing mechanically turned his head, and then let out a scream, "Ah… lighter, lighter, I was wrong… I can't breathe…"

"Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?" A bold girl with two buns stuck over.

Amon twitched the corner of his mouth and took a step back, thinking that it was indeed a place nicknamed the Continent of Love, even such small children were so knowledgeable…

"Alright, alright, students, please maintain order. Although it is outdoors, this is a class, please respect class discipline. In addition, to learn to fight well, a healthy body is essential. Everyone, run ten laps around the playground to warm up first."

"Ah? Sigh!"

Run ten laps?

Warm up?

Amon's instructions caused more than twenty people to let out a sigh.

The children started running around the playground one by one, panting like puppies. Only Yan Jin always maintained her speed, running from last to first, and then leaving the slower people several laps behind.

"Teacher, can we run a few fewer laps? Isn't this too much?" A girl was already walking slowly when she passed by Amon.

"Is the request too high? I don't think so. Look at Yan Jin, she has finished running, and she is not even red in the face or out of breath."

"Ah? Don't compare us with this freak… she's not normal!"

"I…" Yan Jin opened her mouth, but saw Amon put his index finger on his lips, making a silent gesture.

"Come find me after class if you have anything to say, it's class time now. Don't not come, student Yan Jin, you wouldn't want…" Amon's mouth curled into a smile.

Yan Jin frowned, with a bitter face, and chased after her classmates.

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