Chapter 48 Unequal Combat
None of the students in the audience opposed what Jennie said; instead, they found it reasonable.
David was the third-place winner in the school's fighting competition, and even some of the fighting instructors spoke highly of him, saying that David would make a name for himself in the city's fighting competitions. Teaching a physically frail Eric a lesson was considered a complete misallocation of his abilities.
"He's acting so tough now; I bet Eric will be begging for mercy on his knees in a bit."
"Of course, do you even know who David is? I bet Eric will be on the ground in less than 10 seconds."
The male students in the class quietly discussed Eric's fate, bursting into laughter one after another.
"What's wrong with you, treating your classmate like this?" Katherine looked at her classmates, angrily questioning them.
The class fell silent immediately, but their eyes showed disdain as they looked at Katherine.
A flashy girl muttered, "What's the big deal about your looks? If it weren't for Bob, who do you think would listen to you??"
The other girls nodded in agreement, clearly not respecting their class president.
Although the girl's voice was low, everyone heard it clearly. Bob, standing nearby, looked pleased and enjoyed the moment.
Katherine turned her head in anger, refusing to look at them anymore.
Bob walked over and said gracefully, "Katherine, I know you have to manage things as the class president, but Eric brought this on himself. You can't blame everyone. Besides, with Eric's small frame, no one believes he can win. You're just wasting money. Later, I'll go persuade Blazeclaw to refuse your money and have Eric take responsibility for everything."
"I'm helping Eric because I'm the class president, but I never intended to get the money back," Katherine said coldly, glancing at Bob. "You took the recommendation spot that should have been Eric's. Aren't you worried people will despise you for not helping him and instead saying such harsh things?"
"And what kind of match is this? One is the third-best in the school, and the other doesn't even know how to fight. How can you even say that?"
Katherine's words were sharp and piercing, each one striking Bob. With her elegant and refined appearance, there was an indescribable force that struck Bob to his core, leaving him speechless and pale with anger.
As Katherine said, each class had a certain number of recommendation spots, only available to the top twenty students academically. Although Bob had barely secured a spot in the city's fighting competition, it would be embarrassing if people found out he didn't even have a recommendation spot.
The school had previously considered this issue, so they allowed the top five in the fighting competition to get a recommendation spot regardless of their academic performance. However, Bob was only ninth, so he couldn't get one. He suggested this to the school, and since he was ranked thirtieth, not far from the top twenty, the school agreed on the condition that someone was willing to give up their spot. How to make others give up their spots was up to him.
He believed it would be effortless to exert pressure on a weaker student using the class's public opinion and his own strength, offering insignificant incentives to resolve the matter. However, Eric's actions were completely unexpected. Eric didn't seem to care about Bob at all, ignoring his threats. Now, being ridiculed by Katherine, Bob's anger was uncontainable.
"Yes, this isn't a fair fight, but can you blame others for Eric's weakness? Who agreed to the match? It's not my fault."
Bob's eyes were bloodshot as he glanced at Katherine. If it weren't for her beauty and attractive figure, he would have slapped her. But he held back, knowing it was unwise to use force, especially since Katherine's family background was complicated. If things went wrong, it could ruin his life. Thinking about how he could play with Katherine in the future, he managed to somewhat quell his anger..
"You just wait and see," Bob stared at Eric on the stage, silently vowing.
Eric sensed Bob's hostility and responded with a disdainful smile.
But he admitted one thing Bob said.
This wasn't a fair fight.
In his previous life, although his physical fitness wasn't on par with top fighters, he could still beat them down, relying on life-and-death battles in Divine Realms: Legends. Surviving a hundred battles made him a hero; it was hard not to become a master.
Similar to numerous martial arts masters who trained on the precipice, utilizing the sensation of risking their lives to enhance their skills, this method was far too perilous for ordinary individuals, who could easily jeopardize their own lives.
Eric's combat experience and skills in Divine Realms: Legends improved rapidly through countless realistic battles, far surpassing the level of national fighting competitions.
Ten years later, even a slightly famous melee player could easily defeat the current fighting champion of Evergreen City, let alone Eric, the president of ShadowForge Studios.
The school's fighting competition seemed like child's play to him. With his current physical fitness surpassing his ten-year-later self, dealing with five or six Bobs would be a breeze.
"You've got the nerve to look around; watch how I deal with you!" David shouted as he charged at Eric, aiming a slap at his face to humiliate him first.
David's move was clearly seen by Eric. Without moving, Eric casually threw a punch at David's face, ignoring David's slap.
David hadn't anticipated Eric's punch to be so accurate, directly aiming for his face. Instinctively, he raised his hands to block the punch.
Seeing David's reaction, Eric smirked. He quickly turned his punch into a knife-hand strike aimed at David's neck, moving as fast as lightning. David couldn't react in time and was struck in the neck, precisely cutting through his carotid artery like a scalpel.
David's vision blurred, and he felt like he couldn't breathe, his body becoming weak.
Eric didn't give David a chance to recover, landing a punch on David's side. David wanted to block, but his body wouldn't cooperate, feeling a sharp pain in his stomach, his vision turning fuzzy, and he was unable to even scream.
David had an instinctive urge to collapse, but Eric didn't afford him the opportunity.Punch after punch landed on David's side, followed by several punches to his ribs. After a series of punches, David vomited all the acid in his stomach, collapsing like a dead dog.
The audience fell silent, stunned.
Everything happened so quickly that no one could react.
The fighting instructor, acting as referee, finally responded and immediately announced the match's end, declaring Eric the winner. He rushed to check on David.
He couldn't fathom the fact that David, the third-best fighter in the school, was no match for this slender youth.
It wasn't that David was weak; it was that the skinny youth walking away was too strong. He had seen David's matches and knew he was strong, difficult even for him to handle.
After examining David's injuries, the instructor was shocked. The technique was downright terrifying, with each move executed flawlessly.. David had only broken two or three ribs, not seriously injured, but his chest would hurt for over a month before recovering.
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