"For three consecutive years, he defeated numerous masters and won the freestyle combat championship.
The Borisin was hailed as the bane of the Foxians, earning him the nickname: 'Hoolay, the War Chief'."
Jing Yuan finished his introduction with a straight face, and Scott "duang"-ed as he jumped in front of the group.
"Foxians? Borisin? War Chief? What kind of nonsense is this?"
"The Foxians are a martial arts school, the Borisin are another, and 'War Chief' is the respectful title disciples of the Borisin use for their leader." Jing Yuan shifted his gaze to Scott.
"On days without matches, he wasn't idle—challenging dojos everywhere, making enemies left and right, undefeated. It gave us quite a headache, worrying about large-scale brawls breaking out."
"But unfortunately!" Jing Yuan glanced at Hoolay, as if waiting for his reaction.
Hoolay closed his eyes and nodded slightly, signaling Jing Yuan to continue.
Jing Yuan responded with a smile. "But unfortunately, that same year, during the National Combat Championships, he was utterly crushed by my master and vanished without a trace afterward.
Then..."
"Then I left the martial world, reflected on my failures, and devoted myself to training. But I never imagined that in my absence, the school would decline to this state!" Hoolay took over Jing Yuan's words, his expression unreadable.
"War Chief, I feel this isn't the place to stay! Let's retreat for today—there'll be plenty of opportunities later!" Modu, standing nearby, began issuing orders.
"Retreat? Retreat where? This is exactly the scene I've been hoping for!" Hoolay glared at Modu, who was about to speak again. "And you dare call yourself a disciple of our school? Ha! What a joke! Since when did the Borisin produce such shameful people?"
But these words carried a different meaning to Jing Yuan's ears.
"May I ask, War Chief Hoolay, since you've appeared here, the more chaotic the scene you desire, the more likely your goal is..."
"Heh heh heh! You've noticed, as expected of one of the seven captains of the Security Bureau." Hoolay exhaled deeply, feeling somewhat relieved.
"I know I'm being used.
I also know this pink-haired guy is deliberately stalling for time.
When I met him, I already suspected this possibility.
Based on his performance at the time, there really weren't any flaws to pick at,
so I chose to take things one step at a time.
But later, his behavior became slightly off,
and I realized he wasn't my contact.
But I don't care. My goal has always been one thing—
revitalizing our school!"
Qiaoqiu opened his eyes, revealing his pupils for the first time. "I knew I'd be exposed eventually—just not this quickly."
"Not bad. At least you're better than the guy next to me!" Hoolay crossed his arms and turned to Yanqing. "You're Yanqing, right? I've heard you're strong?!"
Yanqing was about to step forward when Jing Yuan stopped him.
"Captain, Hoolay's calling me out by name. Fine! If I can buy some time, until the rest of the squad arrives..."
"No need. I'll handle him." Jing Yuan had already taken off his jacket.
"Hohoho!" Huaiyan chuckled. "That's right. Jing Yuan's known for his strategies, but don't forget—he's the only disciple Jingliu ever took. His strength was acknowledged by her, and even the Security Bureau recognizes it!"
Hearing the others' back-and-forth, especially the mention of Jingliu's name, Hoolay unconsciously clenched his fists.
Just then,
the sound of a car horn came from nearby,
as an AE86 sped toward the group.
Thankfully, everyone scattered to either side,
followed by a loud "bang" as the car crashed into a wall
and finally came to a stop.
Among those present, only Jing Yuan immediately recognized the driver.
He sighed and facepalmed. "Sigh... Of course it's her signature entrance!"
Soon after,
several figures emerged slowly from the smoke.
Baiheng and Yingxing, their clothes tattered, supported each other,
while Firefly carried Su Chen in a princess hold as they stepped out.
Before long, Su Chen's group reunited with Jing Yuan and the others.
"Teacher, you've finally arrived! But why did you drive the car up here?"
"Ah, it's a long story—better not to tell it. I don't want to remember! I'm thinking of asking Black Swan to erase this memory, or I might have nightmares tonight!" Su Chen sighed helplessly.
"Wow! Jing Yuan!" Baiheng's injuries seemed to miraculously heal as she let go of Yingxing and ran up to Jing Yuan. "Hmm! You look much more mature than before! Seems like you've changed the most!"
"Enough!"
Everyone turned toward the source of the roar—Modu, standing beside Hoolay.
"Anyone else? Looks like everyone's here! War Chief Hoolay, you're right. I feel I've truly disgraced our school's dignity. Give me a chance to prove myself!"
With that, Modu stepped forward alone.
"I'll challenge you all on behalf of War Chief Hoolay. Which of you dare take the first step?"
In response, everyone took a synchronized step forward.
Modu spread his arms. "Oh? So there's no room for discussion?
Fine! Martial rules—one-on-one!
No cheating, got it?"
Modu scanned the group, then pointed at Firefly.
"You with the butterfly hairpin—step out!"
Firefly walked calmly until she stood before Modu.
Modu smirked disdainfully.
She actually came out?
This frail-looking girl?
"Why the fierce expression? You think you can take me?
I'll even let you have the first hit. Go on, hit me!"
"Okay." Firefly nodded, then crouched slightly, her body coiling like a drawn bow.
"Serious Punch."
With a "whoosh," Firefly's fist struck Modu's abdomen.
Blood spilled from his mouth. "Big sis... what do you do for a living?"
"I'm the boss's secretary. Usually, I help everyone move equipment."
"Well, that's great! How about you go back to your boss and stay put?"
Firefly, confused, slowly returned to the group.
Modu continued scanning the crowd. "You! The one who tricked me all this way, ruined my reputation—get out here! You, Scott! Own up to your mistakes and stand tall for your beating! Step out!"
Scott removed his glasses.
"I led you here,
you found the place,
and this lone wolf didn't ask for anything in return, planning to part ways here.
You're upset I'm not the War Chief you expected—I get it.
Your War Chief's right beside you, and you want to show off—I get that too.
What I don't get is... you still want to challenge me?
Fine. Let me show you my staff technique!"
As he spoke, Scott had already drawn an iron staff from who-knows-where.
Su Chen watched Scott with utter disbelief.
"Where did things go wrong this time?
If Silver Wolf saw this, wouldn't she be pestering Scott to game with her every day?"