Whilst the crowd was still in shock, Zhang Shaofeng had already retracted his arm with a slight pant. He was still nursing a fever currently, so his stamina was obviously not as great. Hence, it took everything in him to just throw a punch like that.
“Put it back on now! You’re still having a fever!” Chen Xinyi quickly ran over to drape the jacket in her hand on Zhang Shaofeng.
Although the latter was having a fever and feeling hot, he did not feel unwell anywhere.
To be fair, his capability had far exceeded Zhang Jian’s but the reason Zhang Shaofeng was so unconfident was because he got intimidated by his previous fight with Zhang Jian.
Once bitten, twice shy—it described Zhang Shaofeng’s situation perfectly.
From today onward, however, Zhang Shaofeng knew that comments about him being weaker and an unworthy opponent to Zhang Jian would vanish. Other than Yun Jian, he would be the next role model of Longmen Yi Junior High School!
Zhang Shaofeng felt his depleted strength coming back to him the moment he thought of it.
In comparison to Zhang Shaofeng who had won based on his true ability, the students there were still the most impressed with Yun Jian.
“Wow! What an astonishing turn of events! Zhang Shaofeng had always been weaker than Zhang Jian and was even bashed by Zhang Jian the last semester. Now, look how long it has been! It’s just like what Yun Jian said—Zhang Jian can’t even last for an attack from Zhang Shaofeng!”
“Looks like Yun Jian is still the divine one here! Team Monarch’s Slashing God—an otherworldly being for real!”
A few classmates of theirs could not help commenting.
“What? Team Monarch’s Slashing God? Who?” There were students from other classes who were here to watch the fight as well as they asked in shock.
“Look! That girl over there. She’s Slashing God from Team Monarch. Haha, couldn’t have guessed it, right? She’s from our class!”
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Similar expressions flew around as people voiced out their surprise, watching the scene with wide eyes.
After Zhang Shaofeng put on his jacket, he went to Yun Jian and told her with a grin, “Master, I won!”
Right after he said that, he sneezed.
Zhang Shaofeng had gotten a fever and a cold. He was already sick but he had still agreed to a fight with Zhang Jian willingly.
“Very good.” Yun Jian gave her highest remark with a small smile and turned around.
“Let’s go, class is resuming,” she said.
It was really time for class soon. Zhang Shaofeng and Zhang Jian’s short confrontation, including when they talked, had taken a total of two to three minutes.
“Hold on!” Zhang Jian’s headstrong voice was heard from the back.
The students who had been discussing and commenting amongst each other halted their conversations all because of the guy’s holler. Was Zhang Jian unwilling to accept the result? Did he want to fight Zhang Shaofeng again?
All of them watched as Zhang Jian went to Zhang Shaofeng. Despite his fat body jiggling, Zhang Jian actually ran incredibly fast.
“What do you want?” Zhang Shaofeng was feverish but he stared at Zhang Jian in alert anyway.
“Please accept me as your disciple!” Zhang Jian actually spoke up sincerely looking at Zhang Shaofeng.
Everyone there was flummoxed. Was Zhang Jian really asking Zhang Shaofeng to take him in as a disciple?
Although he had said in the beginning that he would plead Zhang Shaofeng to take him as a disciple if he had lost, no one there assumed him to be serious about it.
Zhang Shaofeng was apparently taken aback as well but he reacted to it swiftly.
“Good disciple, hah!” Zhang Shaofeng swiped Zhang Jian’s fleshy nose bridge with a finger.