Roland Becker looked seriously at Julian with cold sweat running down his back as he entered the ring.
"You can do it, Roland!"
Ace shouted from Rockstar High's bench. He was the ace of the team.
'…Easier said than done. This is the fucking Julian Noah we are talking about…'
Roland rubbed the back of his neck and heard the referee ask whether they were ready. He just nodded and took his fighting stance.
"I am ready."
Julian took his offensive striking stance. The front of his body was leaning slightly forward. It was like he was ready to pounce on his prey.
"FIGHT!"
The referee whipped his arm down, and the crowd started roaring with excitement.
With a single punch, Julian landed his fist into Roland's guard and sent him sliding backwards across the ring.
His arms were trembling. An ugly bruise formed on his forearm.
'That's just insane that he can do that with just one punch!'
