Chapter 37

This time Dwight was serious. This combination of punches had helped Dwight defeat many opponents, and no one could dodge the sharp right hook. Even an adult would fall under his punches, and Dwight was very sure of this.

To the onlookers, Dwight's combination of punches was extremely fast. Those who could see through Dwight's left feint and recognize his right hook as the real killer were amazed. At such a young age, to execute this combination of punches so convincingly, it seemed that Jiang Junming would really be knocked down by Dwight this time.

However, in Jiang Junming's eyes, Dwight's movements were still slow. The left punch was sharp, but the right punch was like a hidden venomous snake, ready to attack at any moment. That was his real killer move. Jiang Junming slightly moved his head to avoid Dwight's left punch, and instead of retreating, he advanced, striking Dwight's chest ribs with a punch during the gap in Dwight's right punch. Jiang Junming controlled the force of this punch, not intending to crush Dwight's spleen under his ribs, but just to cause him pain and give him a lesson.

Dwight's strong body fell like a felled tree, offering no resistance. Jiang Junming's punch, without any wind, unlike Dwight's powerful attacks, instantly caused intense pain upon impact, making Dwight unable to stand and fall to the ground.

How could such a scene unfold? No one expected this to happen right before their eyes, so real yet so surreal. At the beginning of the fight, no one thought Jiang Junming would win. After all, the gap in strength seemed so large that avoiding serious injury was already considered good, let alone defeating Dwight, who had nearly reached the level of a first-class warrior. Even the six squire attendants didn't see clearly how Jiang Junming hit Dwight. The previously fierce Dwight was now on the ground, enduring the intense pain without crying out.

He was so weak; even if he hit Dwight, it wouldn't cause such significant damage, right? Could it be... Could it be that the story of Jiang Junming defeating over a dozen men, which was previously thought to be a rumor, was actually true? No one cheered; they just looked at Dwight lying on the ground in shock, trying to get up but finding that every effort to do so brought even greater pain to the spot where Jiang Junming had hit him, making it impossible for him to stand.

Jiang Junming also found it strange. He had heard from the squire attendants that Dwight was nearly at the level of a first-class warrior, so why was he so weak? Without the help of a light brain, he easily defeated him. It seemed there was no difficulty at all; Dwight's speed was very slow. Jiang Junming recalled that he had many more ways to knock him down. After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Junming glanced at Dwight, seeing his face flushed red, almost purple, the muscles on his face twisted in pain, lying on the ground unable to stand. Ignoring Dwight, Jiang Junming turned to the two young men, one fat and one thin.

Since the test began, these two had been mocking him because of his poor background. If it had been just once or twice, Jiang Junming wouldn't have cared much. But these two were like flies, buzzing around him, mocking him no matter what he did, which was very annoying. Recalling his school days, dealing with bullies who picked on the weak, a few harsh moves would make them behave. Some people were just cheap; if you didn't hurt them, they would take advantage and think you were easy to bully.

The two young men, one fat and one thin, were still in shock, not reacting. They couldn't believe that the strong Dwight was on the ground, while the slender Jiang Junming was the victor. The countless sarcastic and bitter remarks they had prepared were now mocking them. It wasn't until Jiang Junming walked up to them that they looked at him in a daze, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Slap, slap~~" Four consecutive slaps landed on both of their faces. The red palm prints were as clear as if branded with a hot iron, and their faces swelled visibly.

The two, with bruised and swollen faces, looked at Jiang Junming in shock, unable to recover. What happened? They were actually hit by that poor boy!

"If you keep being cheap, I'll hit you again, and it will be even harder, to teach you a lesson. Even if I injure you, your gods will heal you," Jiang Junming said coolly, looking at the two with bruised and swollen faces, their expressions blank.

The two young men looked at Jiang Junming. Although he didn't curse or threaten them, they knew he was serious. If they did anything, his next punishment would be even harsher. They didn't dare to speak, avoiding Jiang Junming's gaze, not daring to make eye contact. To them, Jiang Junming was a lamb to be slaughtered. But when the lamb suddenly turned into a lion, a sense of fear and dread rose from the depths of their hearts, and they didn't even dare to look at Jiang Junming's eyes.

Dwight tried to get up several times, but every time he exerted himself, it felt like countless knives were stabbing his left ribs, making even breathing a difficult task. Seeing that Dwight was seriously injured, the squire attendants who were close to him quickly helped him up and scolded, "Junming, you have injured three classmates in a row. How can you be a student going to the Church Academy? You are a thug! Come and apologize to Dwight, or go back to Moonlight City. We won't take a thug to the Church Academy. You are disgracing the Alliance of the Light Gods!"

Looking at the squire attendant's ugly face, Jiang Junming felt contempt. These bastards were good at twisting the facts. If he backed down this time, he would be bullied even more in the future. Without hesitation, Jiang Junming said righteously, "I am a believer in the Goddess of Mercy. I passed the official test of the Alliance of the Light Gods. What right do you have to prevent me from going to the Church Academy? You are just a squire attendant escorting us to the Church Academy. If you do this, I will file a complaint with the bishop and the Alliance of the Light Gods when I return to Moonlight City. Let's see who will be in trouble."

Jiang Junming didn't mention the sparring match but stood on principle, rebuking the squire attendant.

The squire attendant had thought Jiang Junming was an ignorant orphan apprentice who would come to apologize to Dwight if he scared him. But he didn't expect Jiang Junming to have a clear mind and a good understanding of the rules, hitting every point with his words, leaving him speechless.

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