12: Chapter 12 Group Fights and One-on-One Battles

Wang Yu stood at the doorway, his face alternating between shades of green and white.

He stared daggers at Qin Ce, a flicker of malice in his eyes, before pulling out his phone to make a call.

Qin Ce ignored him completely.

He knew that the trouble had likely only just begun.

But—so what?

Wang Yu hung up the phone and stood at the classroom doorway, his expression so grim it looked like water could drip from it.

"Fine, you've got guts," he said, gritting his teeth. "If I don't make you get out of the academy today, I'll stop being a Wang!"

The classroom was silent. All the students held their breath, their gazes darting back and forth between Qin Ce and Wang Yu.

Qin Ce didn't even look up. He flipped a page with his fingertip, his tone indifferent. "What your surname is has nothing to do with me. Even if it did, you wouldn't be happy about it."

"You!!! Fine! Fine! Fine!"

Wang Yu was about to go mad with rage at this moment.

"Whoever helps me cripple him, I'll have my family grant them three procurement quotas for high-quality resources! Plus, I guarantee that when they contract their second pet beast, its potential will be at least Gold-grade high tier!"

A heavy reward attracts a brave man.

The eyes of some wealthy heirs who were originally just watching the show lit up instantly.

Three procurement quotas for high-quality resources!

This temptation was too great! It was enough to elevate their family's influence to the next level!

Besides, the law doesn't punish the masses. If so many people attacked together, could the school really expel them all?

"Young Master Wang, I'll help you!"

"Count me in!"

"A poor kid who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth like this really needs to be taught a lesson!"

Suddenly, more than half the class—over fifteen boys, and even two girls who relied on the enhancement of their pet beasts and wore unkind expressions—stood up with a whoosh. With greed and ruthlessness in their eyes, they slowly closed in on Qin Ce!

Faint, colorful lights began to appear on many of them; they were mobilizing the power of their contracted pet beasts!

Wang Yu's eyes flashed with triumph as he looked at Qin Ce. "Kneel down and apologize now, then get out yourself, and I might consider going easy on you."

Qin Ce's gaze swept over those twenty-plus faces, some excited, some greedy, some gloating, and his eyes finally turned completely cold.

"Come at me together," he said, standing up and loosening his wrists. "Trash!"

"Arrogant!"

"Take him down!"

The twenty-plus people moved instantly.

A chaotic brawl—or rather, a one-sided "cleanup"—erupted in the Elite Class classroom!

Desks and chairs overturned, the muffled sounds of energy colliding, the impact of fists and feet hitting flesh, all mixed with cries of pain and shrieks.

Qin Ce's figure wove through the crowd like a tiger among sheep.

He no longer held back. Every strike was heavy, powerful, precise, and ruthless, targeting vital points while cleverly avoiding fatal areas.

The speed granted by wind-elemental energy made him like a ghost. Although there were many opponents, they couldn't form an effective encirclement. Often, before they knew it, they were struck by a tremendous force and sent flying as if riding the clouds.

The first boy was dodged by Qin Ce, who then followed through with an elbow strike to the boy's ribs. The boy let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground.

The second, the third, the fourth...

Qin Ce's movements were simple and efficient, without any flashiness. He seemed able to predict everyone's attack routes, always dodging and counterattacking at the most appropriate moment. Each strike hit a vital point precisely, causing the opponent to lose the ability to fight without causing serious injury.

The chaotic sounds of overturning desks and chairs, the sounds of flesh colliding, and the groans of pain in the classroom intensified.

The noise began to spread throughout the entire teaching building.

In the corridor outside the classroom, many students from other classes had already gathered, poking their heads in to look.

"What's going on? Is the Elite Class having a group fight?"

"My god, one person fighting over twenty?"

"Who is that new student? So fierce?"

Amidst the discussion, Qin Ce had already taken down fifteen people.

The remaining seven or eight finally realized something was wrong and began to retreat.

Wang Yu's face was livid. Suddenly, he pulled a red crystal from his pocket and crushed it fiercely.

"Roar—!"

An illusory beast roar resounded, and a strong energy fluctuation erupted from Wang Yu's body.

His eyes glowed red, and his muscles swelled slightly—this was forcibly stimulating the power of his pet beast to significantly boost his physical attributes for a short time. After all, a newly contracted pet beast was still in its juvenile stage and required certain external forces to activate.

"You forced me!" Wang Yu roared as he charged over, his speed more than twice as fast as before.

Qin Ce's eyes narrowed slightly. Using the power of pet beasts inside the school was strictly forbidden; this was an ironclad rule!

These spoiled brats were actually ignoring it.

This time, he didn't hold back. He dodged Wang Yu's straight punch and delivered a precise hand-blade strike to the back of Wang Yu's neck.

"Urgh..."

Wang Yu's body stiffened, and he fell face-first, hitting the ground hard.

The fight ended before it had even begun.

Finally, after Qin Ce had knocked everyone down.

On the scene, nearly thirty people lay scattered across the floor.

Qin Ce stood in the center of the classroom, his breathing steady, his clothes not even having many wrinkles.

In the classroom, besides Wang Xuan and her short-haired best friend, there were over a dozen others who hadn't participated—mostly girls and a few boys who looked more composed.

They were all dumbfounded at this moment, unable to believe the scene before them.

"You, you're finished..."

A boy lying on the ground struggled to say, "Wang Yu's uncle is the Dean of Student Affairs at the Battle Academy; the Wang family won't let you go..."

So he had connections at the school?

Qin Ce stopped his footsteps as he was about to return to his seat.

In that case, he had to make the matter even bigger.

Only then would he not be dealt with privately.

Qin Ce glanced at him, said nothing, and walked straight to the classroom door, clearing a path.

Then, under everyone's puzzled gaze, he grabbed the boy closest to him, dragged him out of the classroom like throwing trash, and then, in full view of everyone, threw him from the corridor railing outside the window to the front of the teaching building.

"Ah—!"

"Lunatic!"

Screams came from downstairs.

Then.

One, two, three...

Qin Ce was expressionless as he picked up those on the ground—whether they could move or not—one by one, and threw them all over the railing outside the corridor.

The teaching building had five floors; the Elite Class was on the second floor.

For a Beast Tamer who had contracted a pet beast, this height wouldn't kill them.

But being bruised and battered in front of the whole school, the social death of losing face and dignity was inevitable.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground continued one after another, accompanied by rising and falling screams and groans.

On the playground downstairs, a mountain of people quickly piled up. Students throughout the teaching building stopped what they were doing and came out to watch this strange sight.

"What's the situation?"

"Are people falling from the sky?"

"Holy crap, isn't that Wang Yu? Who threw him down?"

When Qin Ce finished throwing the last person, there were fewer than seventeen people left in the classroom who hadn't participated.

Finally, he looked around at everyone present, walked to his seat, picked up his overturned chair, and sat back down.

He cast his gaze toward the azure sky outside the window, as if the thrilling brawl that had just taken place had nothing to do with him.