"Li Mu! You're up!"
Sun Qian's voice was hoarse. He pointed to a boy in the crowd of average build, but whose gaze was exceptionally calm.
Li Mu, ranked 23rd in the grade.
Upon hearing his name, Li Mu's body visibly stiffened.
He raised his head, glanced at Lin Ye on the stage, then at Sun Qian's murderous glare. His lips moved, his face a mask of reluctance.
'I know I'm not weak, but then again, neither were Shen Junhao and Wang Hao. I don't want to take the risk, especially since I'm trying to woo a girl in my class. It would be one thing if I could go up and secure a clean win. But a draw, or worse, a loss to someone from Class 7? My dating prospects for the next six months would be completely shot.'
"Mr. Su, I..."
Li Mu's hesitation only fueled Sun Qian's fury.
He pointed at Li Mu and roared, "I told you to go! Did you hear me?! You're going to disgrace all of Class 1 today!"
The roar echoed throughout the massive training hall, sounding exceptionally harsh.
