Caesar's sudden raised hand attracted everyone's attention, including Angers.
"Student Caesar, do you have any comments or suggestions regarding my teaching?" Angers stopped walking away, turned his head, and smiled while looking at Caesar.
"Of course not. Forgive my rashness, Principal Angers, but I really didn't want to miss this good opportunity."
Caesar bowed to Angers to apologize, then turned to the crowd and said, "Cassell College was founded for the purpose of slaying dragons. Every one of us will be a Dragon Slayer stepping onto the battlefield in the future, and for us, the art of combat is the most important thing."
Caesar looked in Cheng Sui's direction, and when he saw Nono, his expression momentarily faltered in surprise, but he quickly suppressed it and continued:
"Everyone knows that a few days ago I invited Student Cheng Sui to a duel with me. He also responded to my challenge on the forum this morning. Since the Principal is here now, I propose we move the duel up and have the Principal act as the referee."
The classroom immediately erupted, and many people began taking out their phones to record.
Cheng Sui frowned, but not because of Caesar; it was due to the System's recent notification.
[Under your careful guidance, Hyuga Hinata, who was naturally shy, actually initiated a conversation with you and even joked with you. Under your influence, Hyuga Hinata's personality gradually became more cheerful.]
[Reward Acquired: Hyuga Gentle Fist (Basic)]
A memory flooded into Cheng Sui's mind, including the basic moves of the Gentle Fist and the timing for their application, but it did not include relatively advanced content like the Sixty-Four Palms.
At the same time, Cheng Sui's body quietly changed, as if he had truly dedicated himself to practicing the Gentle Fist for many years.
But Cheng Sui still couldn't help but frown.
The reason was simple.
The Gentle Fist requires the assistance of the Byakugan, which is needed to see through the human body's Chakra points, and then use the Gentle Fist to attack the corresponding points, achieving effects such as sealing the enemy's Chakra and damaging internal organs.
But Cheng Sui did not have the Byakugan. For the current him, the Gentle Fist was merely a common Physical Technique with relatively advanced skill.
Immediately afterward, the System popped up another notification.
[Uzumaki Naruto, who previously issued a challenge to you, has not restrained himself; instead, he has become more arrogant, actually demanding a duel with you in front of the entire class. You originally planned to find time to teach this kid a lesson later, but now it seems necessary to immediately deal with this blond punk.]
[Notification: Original rewards canceled (Konoha Style Sword Mastery, Konoha Style Physical Technique Mastery)]
[Mission Completion Reward: Rasengan]
Cheng Sui raised an eyebrow. He didn't expect such a pleasant surprise—the Rasengan was here already?
"Student Cheng Sui, what do you say?" Caesar pressed, looking at the silent Cheng Sui.
Nono pulled out a bag of melon seeds from somewhere, wearing an expression of someone ready to watch a good show.
Cheng Sui's mouth curved into a wide arc.
"I couldn't ask for anything better."
...Cassell College was exceptionally lively today. What started as a small stream of people walking from the Teaching Building toward the Gymnasium swelled into a massive crowd, eventually reaching the scale of a parade.
If Professor Manstein hadn't clearly seen that the leader was Principal Angers, he would have thought that some reactionary organization had sprung up among the students and would have been tempted to give them all a major demerit.
The news that "Caesar and Cheng Sui are dueling, with Principal Angers as the referee" spread quickly throughout the college, and the Gymnasium was instantly packed wall-to-wall.
Lionheart Society Headquarters, Training Ground.
Chu Zihang gripped a specialized weighted training sword and repeated the downward cleaving motion again and again. This move is called Karadake in Ancient Japanese Sword Schools—a technique for vertically slashing the head—and it was the move Cheng Sui used to defeat him that day.
Sweat soaked his hair, and his bangs stuck to his forehead, giving him a unique handsomeness.
Su Xi stood watching Chu Zihang's training and couldn't help but speak, "Caesar and Cheng Sui's duel is about to start. More than half the school has gone to watch the fight. This is so typical of Caesar. Aren't you going to watch?"
Chu Zihang did not stop his cleaving motion, saying expressionlessly:
"Caesar is bound to lose."
Sang Jie stood in the crowd, repeating this sentence to the people next to him. Although Caesar was once the most dazzling star of the college, Sang Jie was definitely siding with his roommate.
"Both sides will engage in a friendly spar, stopping before serious injury. Understand?"
Angers stood in the center of the Gymnasium and spoke to the two of them.
"Understood." Caesar showed a confident smile, while Cheng Sui merely nodded silently.
"Cheng Sui, I chose the time and place this time, so you choose the content of the match. That way it's fairer."
Cheng Sui didn't decline. To be honest, Caesar's sudden action had annoyed him slightly.
Isn't my time valuable too? You just decide to challenge me whenever you want.
"No need for weapons. Let's just use basic grappling."
Caesar nodded in agreement, and both sides put on protective gear and Fingerless Gloves.
"I declare the match begun!"
As Angers announced the start of the match, deafening cheers erupted in the Gymnasium.
Cassell College is mostly filled with young people, and what young person could refuse a blood-pumping combat scene, especially when the blood of dragons flows through their veins?
Sang Jie shouted support for Cheng Sui from the crowd, but his voice was too quiet and was quickly drowned out by others.
But immediately, synchronized voices cheering for Cheng Sui appeared—they were the members of the Lionheart Society. Their President had been defeated by Cheng Sui twice, and as sworn enemies of the Student Union, the Lionheart Society definitely hoped Cheng Sui would win.
On the other side, the members of the Student Union also organized themselves. Not only were their slogans uniform, but they even had cheerleaders.
This group of beautiful girls from all over the world wore vests and miniskirts, confidently showing off their figures and dancing with vitality.
"It's quite lively, isn't it? But unfortunately, you will fail under everyone's gaze, because victo—"
Cheng Sui didn't waste words with Caesar. The moment Angers announced the start of the match, he rushed toward Caesar, simultaneously raising his knee high for a Knee Strike straight to Caesar's chest.
"Wow, Senior Brother Cheng is like a different person once he enters a fight. Normally he's as docile as a cat, though he likes to talk a bit, but when he fights, he's like a tiger—fierce and a little scary."
Nono sat high up in the Gymnasium, her legs dangling over the railing, cracking melon seeds and muttering to herself.
Facing Cheng Sui's powerful Knee Strike, Caesar dared not underestimate him and quickly sidestepped to avoid it.
While dodging Cheng Sui's attack, Caesar threw his right fist, moving as fast as lightning.
This was a Lead Jab from Muay Thai, whose advantage lies in its speed and stealth, making it difficult for an opponent to react during close combat.
But Cheng Sui had already activated his Sharingan long before the fight, and the trajectory of that punch was clearly visible in his eyes.
Easily stepping back to dodge Caesar's jab, Cheng Sui took a deep breath.
Cheng Sui slowly moved one foot back, held his hands flat, one in front and one behind, striking an extremely strange starting pose.
Even with Caesar's extensive experience, he couldn't recognize what kind of fighting style this was.
Angers narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that after adopting this stance, something about Cheng Sui had changed, and it even gave him a subtle sense of danger.