Chapter 150 The Demons of the Weak

Fan Tisi's mind was still in chaos, feeling a heavy blow to his stomach that made him double over. Shamo Dou didn't hold back; this kind of match didn't call for soul artifacts. His leg techniques were exceptional, and he unleashed a series of kicks, pummeling Fan Tisi's head from side to side like a bobblehead. Then, with a spinning kick, he slammed into Fan Tisi's chubby face, sending the two-hundred-pound boy flying.

The disciples of Rose Martial Dao Courtyard covered their eyes, unable to watch any longer. This was just too much. Shamo Dou was strong, but Rose Martial Dao Courtyard wasn't supposed to be this weak.

Fan Tisi crashed to the ground, the entire process taking less than three seconds.

"Brother Dou is awesome! He beat the little fatty from Rose!"

"Haha, what an easy win!"

"Captain, we should all get a share! Twenty thousand euros can buy us a big feast!"

The crowd from Judgment erupted in cheers. Everyone was relaxed, hoping for some resistance from their opponents. Was this really the level of Holy Sanctuary disciples?

A faint smile appeared on Mu Mu's face. Winning twenty thousand euros in two seconds was a good deal, and he hoped it would happen every day. Today's events would be legendary throughout Aurora City, and when he became a hero, this would be a significant part of his biography.

Even Shamo Dou found it boring and was about to leave when Fan Tisi, clutching the back of his head, rolled on the ground and got up.

Fan Tisi touched himself, shocked. Honestly, he had been genuinely nervous, but the beating seemed to have energized him. It didn't hurt as much as he thought, especially compared to Mo Tong. Compared to Brother Kai, it was nothing.

Wang Feng watched Fan Tisi with a smile. Training really did work. From Winnie and Xiong's beast-human combo training to Mo Tong's special training, Fan Tisi had become resilient. His Tiger Soul Tai Chi needed repeated hammering to grow stronger, becoming more powerful with each hit.

When Hei Wu Kai, who could deliver critical hits with every punch, joined in, Fan Tisi truly began to improve. While the earlier training focused on basics, Hei Wu Kai's expertise in dark hand-to-hand combat provided crucial guidance.

However, someone who had been timid for years needed an opportunity to realize their strength.

Shamo Dou was slightly taken aback. He knew how hard he had struck, yet Fan Tisi was still standing. He had even worried about killing him...

Shamo Dou smiled faintly and said, "Be careful."

Gathering soul power, Shamo Dou vanished again. He didn't need flashy moves against such an opponent. His attacks were precise and powerful, and his speed and combat skills gave him a clear advantage. Moving swiftly to the side, he infused soul power into his legs and kicked at Fan Tisi's head. Fan Tisi instinctively turned, causing Shamo Dou's kick to miss. But then a 180-degree second kick hit Fan Tisi's chest, followed by a sweeping kick that knocked him down. In the next instant, Shamo Dou leaped and stomped down with full force.

Boom...

Everyone heard the loud thud as Fan Tisi's body hit the ground, seemingly embedding his buttocks into the earth.

After completing his attack, Shamo Dou stepped back gracefully. He hadn't expected the fatty to be so agile.

Where were the cheers?

Though he hadn't expected much, at least some applause would have been nice. Suddenly, he pulled away, realizing Fan Tisi had missed him.

Fan Tisi grimaced, feeling a bit of pain, but it wasn't unbearable. Compared to Mo Tong and Brother Kai, this was nothing.

Without hesitation, Fan Tisi charged at Shamo Dou. Fighting a warrior was better than facing a ranged opponent. If he could catch Shamo Dou, he might stand a chance. Thinking of Lei Lei, who hadn't immediately agreed to his confession, Fan Tisi felt a surge of determination. He wanted to prove himself!

With newfound enthusiasm, the agile... fatty rushed towards Shamo Dou. Despite his awkward posture, Shamo Dou's attacks barely grazed him. Shamo Dou felt his own power being deflected, and Fan Tisi tried to grab his waist. Shamo Dou quickly dodged, sensing danger.

Old Wang watched with satisfaction. Fan Tisi had finally realized his potential and was breaking through his mental barriers.

Shamo Dou's attacks were precise, but Fan Tisi absorbed them all. After dozens of hits, there was no sign of victory. Shamo Dou regretted not bringing a weapon; he wanted to kill this fatty with one strike.

The situation suddenly shifted, with Fan Tisi evading Shamo Dou's attacks despite his clumsy movements.

"Pretty boy, does Judgment only teach fancy moves? You're as soft as a girl!" Patu shouted, causing laughter among the Rose disciples. They despised Shamo Dou for betraying them.

"Wow, Fan Tisi can take a beating!" Famier was surprised. She had always thought he was just an ordinary fatty.

"Of course, my brother wouldn't be weak. We just don't show off like these guys. Humility is our style. Even though I'm close to Brother Da, I don't get arrogant," Wang Feng boasted.

Famier and others couldn't help but laugh. Their president's style was well-known—always boasting more than necessary. Still, Fan Tisi's resilience was surprising.

Shamo Dou's face tightened. When he left Rose for Judgment, it caused controversy. Now, facing a bottom-ranked opponent from Rose, he felt frustrated.

Since it came to this, he wouldn't hold back.

Fan Tisi noticed Shamo Dou's slow movements and attacked, trying to grab him. Shamo Dou saw this and feigned weakness, creating distance. Taking a deep breath, he gathered soul power and punched Fan Tisi.

Soul Overlord – Air Burst Punch!

Boom...

This skill condensed soul power for an instant, delivering two to five times the damage of a regular attack. In Shamo Dou's hands, it felt solid and powerful.

Fan Tisi didn't react in time and took the full impact, flying over ten meters and landing near the edge of the arena, motionless.

At this stage, Holy Sanctuary disciples' understanding of soul power was incomplete, making offensive attacks easier to execute. Such a powerful skill could easily cause serious harm.

Seeing Fan Tisi lying motionless, the crowd gasped. The punch hit his heart, a vital soul power node. This was lethal.

The atmosphere turned tense. Although sparring was fair game, going too far was unacceptable.

Judgment's disciples cheered while Rose's disciples looked grim. The referee raised his hand, signaling the end of the match.

Just as the referee was about to announce the result, Fan Tisi suddenly gasped and got up. "Referee, I can still fight! I'm fine!"

The cheering Judgment disciples froze. What kind of constitution was this?

Taking a Soul Overlord hit and acting like nothing happened???

Fan Tisi rubbed his chest, feeling genuine pain. He almost passed out, but he had gotten used to it after being knocked out by Mo Tong many times.

Shamo Dou was stunned. He knew the power of his attack, yet Fan Tisi was unharmed?

Fan Tisi didn't hesitate. Knowing Shamo Dou was weakened after using the Soul Overlord skill, he charged forward.

Sure enough, Shamo Dou had to dodge, wary of Fan Tisi's defense. The scene turned into a little fatty chasing a pretty boy around.

Now it was the Rose disciples' turn to gloat. Patu shouted the loudest, "Shamo Dou, you call yourself a fighter? You're just a runner! No wonder you ran to Judgment. We don't want trash like you in Rose!"

Immediately, the entire crowd of Rose disciples became roused with enthusiasm. A child never despises their mother's ugliness; after all, it was their own academy. No one had expected that Fantasi, who was usually invisible, could actually pull off such a move.

Mo Tong grinned widely. "See that? See that? This is what I trained him to do. I always said it, these pretty boys can't beat him, Old Black, you say...!"

Hei Wu Kai had already slipped away, clearly having no interest in watching amateurs flail at each other.

Fantasi was also excited, chasing and chasing. That guy was running too fast. Honestly, at first, his mind was entirely focused on the battlefield, thinking of nothing else, but as he chased, the cheers from the sidelines began to seep into his ears...

Was he being praised?

Had he become a hero?

Holy shit, did he have a day like this?

And just in that moment of distraction, Shamo Dou suddenly counterattacked, dodging Fantasi's lunge, flipping over and using a clever maneuver to push him forcefully.

Swish...

Fantasi tried to stand his ground defensively but found himself pushed into thin air, a delayed force sending him flying out of the arena.

Boom...

Shamo Dou wins!