Martial Arts Tower.

Inside the hall, on the fighting ring, two burly men, each shirtless, engaged in a fierce and brutal exchange of blows, their fists and feet striking each other with almost every punch landing.

The dozens of square tables upstairs and downstairs were also packed with people, from famous dignitaries to ordinary peddlers, all of whom watched the two fighting each other on the stage with excited expressions.

In the lobby on the first floor, at two square tables near the entrance, sat more than a dozen Imperial Guard trainees, including Sun Jian and Hua Xiong.

Sun Jian watched the two fighting on the arena intently, analyzing the patterns and tactics of their movements.

A student approached Sun Jian with a grin on his face.

"Hey, Wentai, are you going up later? If you win another game today, it'll be a ten-game winning streak..."

Sun Jian shook his head: "No, there are many experts who have come recently. I need to observe them carefully a few more times before I can be confident!"

"Tch, all pretentious... If you're afraid to lose, just admit it!"

Hua Xiong, sitting at the next table, couldn't help but purse his lips when he saw Sun Jian's expression.

Sun Jian ignored Hua Xiong's taunts, his gaze remaining fixed on the two fighters on the arena.

Just then, the student responsible for delivering the message ran into the hall of the martial arts building. When he saw Sun Jian and the others not far away, he quickly ran over.

"Wentai... It's terrible! Mengde and the others are surrounded by over a hundred students! Quickly, go help them!"

"What......?"

"They've really gone too far! They dare to hit our Imperial Guards...?"

Upon hearing this, all the Imperial Guard trainees around him stood up in unison.

Sun Jian hurriedly asked, "Where are they?"

"It's...it's on that street right next door, Wen Chou and the others have already passed by!"

Sun Jian nodded upon hearing this, then shouted loudly to those around him:

"Someone's attacking our Imperial Guards in the street! Anyone with a fist, come with me!!"

"good!!"

As Sun Jian shouted, nearly fifty Imperial Guards students upstairs and downstairs immediately stood up and ran out of the training hall.

Meanwhile, the street battle continued, but with the addition of Yan Liang, Wen Chou and others, Cao Cao and his men were much more at ease.

Seeing that they could not defeat them for a long time, and that nearly thirty of their own students had fallen, many of the students who were surrounding them began to consider giving up.

At this moment, Han Hui, who was inside the teahouse, also woke up and stumbled to the entrance of the teahouse.

Seeing the hesitant and timid looks on so many people's faces, Han Hui couldn't help but roar:

"Gentlemen, that Cao Cao is rude and disrespectful to us scholars. If we do not teach him a lesson today, we will be a laughingstock to the world!"

"Brother Han is right. If we cannot defeat them today, we will have no face to face the scholars of the world in the future!"

"That's right, let's go!!"

The students, who had been somewhat dejected, suddenly perked up and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Damn it!! How come these scholars are so fierce? With that kind of strength, why don't they go to the frontier and fight those foreign tribes...?"

After Wen Chou knocked down a student who rushed up with a punch, he couldn't help but curse out loud.

"Hmph, you're right. These selfish and useless cowards are ruthless when it comes to their own people..."

Cao Cao snorted coldly, but his feet didn't stop. He kicked a student in the groin.

"Brother Han, do not worry, we are coming!"

Just then, a student led more than fifty students from the street corner to the front, shouting as he joined the melee.

At this time, the number of scholars and students had increased to more than 160.

Suddenly, the pressure on Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, and several Imperial Guard trainees increased dramatically. Even the exceptionally brave Dian Wei, Xu Chu, Yan Liang, and Wen Chou felt somewhat strained.

Cao Cao, in particular, who was the most hated, still suffered a lot of blows despite being protected by Dian Wei and Xu Chu.

"Haha~, Cao Cao, let's see how long you can hold out!"

Han Hui, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but burst into laughter as he looked at Cao Cao and his men, who were already swaying and about to fall in the middle of the melee.

Han Hui, caught up in his own triumph, overlooked Yuan Shu and Ji Ling inside the teahouse.

"Ji Ling...!"

"Young Master?"

"Attack! Beat them to death! If anyone dies, I, Yuan Gonglu, will take full responsibility!"

Feeling the relentless pain coursing through his body, a murderous glint flashed in Yuan Shu's eyes.

"Don't worry, young master..."

Ji Ling nodded in agreement, then stepped forward, raised her leg, and kicked Han Hui in the back of the spine with all her might.

"Snap!"

Yuan Shu heard a faint cracking sound and saw Han Hui, who had been kicked by Ji Ling, fly forward in a ">" shape.

Judging from its appearance, it is obvious that its spine is broken.

Before Han Hui could even scream, he rolled his eyes and fainted again after falling to the ground.

"Brother Han...!"

A student saw Han Hui lying on the ground, his condition unknown, and rushed over.

"Ji Ling, you go quickly... leave this to me!"

Upon seeing the approaching group, Yuan Shu hurriedly told Ji Ling to leave.

"Young master...it's come to this point, how can I leave? I've already abandoned you once, and this time I'm not leaving no matter what..."

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