Oh no! I've only been a freshman and I've already been targeted by a mean upperclassman.

The stadium was deathly silent.

Everyone's brains seemed to have been paused, unable to process the dramatic scene before them.

Wang Qiang opened his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.

He was the closest and had the clearest view.

That wasn't because Li Chen dodged it at all.

Instead, it was that big, dumb guy called "Iron Tower" who crashed into it himself.

But... why is this happening?

He was clearly heading for Li Chen, so how did he miss?

Chen Mo pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses filled with confusion and inquiry.

The supercomputer in his mind was working frantically, trying to explain everything that had just happened using kinematics and biomechanics, but it could only come to one conclusion: it was illogical.

Zhao Zixuan looked utterly bewildered and muttered to himself.

"This...this is the legendary...extortion?"

The "Iron Tower" lying on the ground was clearly stunned.

The sharp pain in his shoulder made him grimace, but what he couldn't understand even more was why he had missed.

He had clearly locked onto his target.

The feeling was like punching cotton with all your might; all your strength lost its footing and then backfired.

He looked up and met Li Chen's smiling eyes.

That smile was filled with undisguised sarcasm.

humiliation!

This is a far more humiliating experience than being humiliated a hundred times on the court!

"You fucking..."

Rage instantly consumed reason.

With a roar, "Iron Tower" leaped up from the ground.

His height of nearly two meters brought a tremendous sense of oppression.

His bloodshot eyes stared intently at Li Chen, his facial muscles contorted, without the slightest hesitation.

"I'll kill you!"

A roar.

He swung his fist, as big as a clay pot, and with a gust of wind, smashed it hard towards Li Chen's face!

He used all his strength in that punch.

He wanted to smash that handsome, enviable face in front of him into a pile of minced meat with one punch!

"Old Li! Watch out!"

Wang Qiang screamed and tried to rush forward, but his heavy body made him a beat slower.

"stop!"

Captain Lin Feng and several teammates also reacted and charged over with a roar.

First row.

Yan Xi's face turned icy cold in an instant.

She jumped over the railing almost without hesitation and rushed to the center of the field at top speed.

But it's too far.

Time seemed to slow down infinitely at this moment.

In everyone's pupils, the fist that was getting closer and closer was reflected.

Sun Hao and several other team members from the University of Science and Technology had already developed ferocious and gleeful smiles on their faces.

They could almost hear the sound of bones breaking.

however.

Li Chen, who was at the center of the storm, didn't even blink.

The corners of his mouth even curled up in a mocking arc.

Just as that fist was about to touch the tip of his nose.

He moved.

There was no retreat, no dodging.

He also raised his right fist.

There were no fancy moves, no unnecessary build-up of energy.

He simply and directly met the opponent's fist and blasted it away.

Those who arrive later arrive first.

Li Chen's fist looked smaller than "Iron Tower's".

But its speed was so fast that it was like a blur.

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

Two disproportionately large fists did not collide in mid-air.

Li Chen's fist grazed "Iron Tower's" fist at a tiny angle, and then landed precisely and solidly on "Iron Tower's" face, which was contorted with rage.

"Bang!"

A dull, teeth-grinding bang.

That wasn't the sound of a fist hitting flesh.

It was more like a battering ram hitting a city gate.

The expression on "Iron Tower's" face froze instantly.

That ferocity and anger were replaced by an extreme sense of horror and pain.

His massive body looked as if it had been hit head-on by a speeding train.

His feet left the ground, and he flew backward.

Seven meters.

eight meters.

He flew over the center line and crashed heavily to the ground like a tattered sack, sliding several meters before coming to a stop.

He lay there, motionless, his fate unknown.

The whole world fell silent.

The air seemed to freeze.

The sounds of wind, breathing, and heartbeats all disappeared.

Everyone remained in their original positions, like puppets frozen in place.

They all had the same expression on their faces.

sluggish.

And an indescribable sense of awe.

Wang Qiang froze in place halfway through his charge.

Captain Lin Feng's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Yan Xi, who was running towards them, also stopped. She stood there, the breeze lifting her skirt, and for the first time, an uncontrollable ripple appeared in her usually cool eyes.

Li Chen slowly withdrew his fist.

There wasn't even a trace of red mark on his knuckles.

He shook his hand as if he had merely swatted a fly.

Then, he raised his head, his gaze passing over the deathly silent crowd, and precisely located the culprit whose expression had completely frozen.

Sun Hao.

The smile on Sun Hao's face was still frozen at the corner of his mouth.

That sense of elation and ferocity now seems utterly ridiculous and comical.

His mind went blank.

What did he see?

One punch...

He sent a strong man weighing over 200 pounds flying nearly ten meters away.

Is this a person?

Is this a monster?!

A chilling sensation shot from his tailbone to the top of his head in an instant.

He watched the figure walking towards him step by step, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

run.

That one word was all that remained in his mind.