Even caught off guard, for a martial artist to be reduced to this was shocking indeed.These contenders looked at Evan curiously. Who was this guy who could defeat Chihiro Umeda? Was he a contender too? If so, there was another formidable opponent this year. But if he was, why wasn't he backstage preparing?Among them was Dylan Baker. Seeing this, his mind reeled in disbelief. This guy knew martial arts? And was so strong? Wasn't he said to be a medic? How could he suddenly know martial arts too?Apprehension also rose within him. As team captain, it seemed he really might have to beg this person today!No! His eyes narrowed at Daisy. Even if he lost, he absolutely could not give this guy a chance to show off before the crowd!"It hurts, it hurts..." Chihiro wailed on the floor. His cries finally jolted his teammates from their stupor. They hurriedly rushed over to check on their captain. But lifting him only made Chihiro cry out louder. They quickly withdrew their hands, accidentally

Daisy gaped, awestruck. Evan's skills were unbelievable in real combat!He truly seemed divine!The hosts were even more astounded, unaware of Evan's earlier altercation with Chihiro Umeda. This casual slap demolishing Taisang left them speechless."Impossible!"Chihiro Umeda paled on stage. One slap felling Taisang?Even uninjured, he wouldn't be that strong. This guy could compete professionally!"I said to come at me together. You didn't believe me."Evan shook his head. "Still want to fight? I'll give you one hand."Chihiro Umeda's eyelid twitched. He could only bow his head. "I concede!"Evan stood arms crossed on the platform. "Any more challengers? Anyone still not admitting defeat?"Silence below and backstage!None dared respond!In less than a minute from his entrance to slapping down Taisang, Evan had upended all expectations, his mastery inducing shock and awe.Far beyond what any college student should be capable of!His nonchalance especially, batting away Taisang like a

"Sir, very informed about our new system, just two months old!" "Here's my postal savings account, xxx. Check the balance, password xxx. How much for the deposit? Deduct that much."Evan whispered the password but classmates had begun to doubt again. "Giving account and password means nothing. This airline system is news to me, you joking?""Just messing with us!"As disappointment spread, the woman's voice grew even more deferential."Esteemed customer, we have verified your information. We've deducted $58.5 million as deposit from your account, covering aircraft, insurance, and full services.""Sir, you wanted to charter a flight to Dubai tomorrow, correct?" "That's right!""Can you confirm the number of passengers?""I can't confirm the exact number yet, but a standard Boeing 747 should be enough.""Understood. The information has been confirmed. We will stop all ticket sales for tomorrow's Dubai route and refund tickets already purchased by customers. However, I'll still need y

Amidst his loud yelling, the airline staff continued their orderly obstruction and negotiation.But the Dubai Prince, having to communicate through translation without any affirmative answers, grew increasingly incensed.He stormed out from the crowd, livid as he approached the boarding gate and happened to encounter Evan. But before Evan could graciously let them board as a favor, the Prince roughly shoved him aside.The furious "Get lost!" escaped the Prince's lips directly into Evan's ears.Rocked slightly by the push, Evan steadied himself, anger already simmering within.Being shoved for no reason and told to 'get lost' would irritate anyone.Yet the Dubai Prince didn't even apologize, ignoring Evan as he continued forward, ready to plow through the boarding students ahead.But Evan wouldn't let him act with impunity.Striding forward, he held the Prince back with one hand on his shoulder.Immense strength radiated out, making the Prince's shoulder ache. He glowered at Evan as he

The prince's smug delight was palpable. He had expended considerable favors securing the aircraft from Elysian contacts, even abandoning his entourage and courtesans at White Cloud's customs to hasten his return alongside only his translator. Tracking Evan's party, he had cast aside his priceless mobile device and endured unimaginable toils - all to vent this lingering outrage."Oh, is that so? Then permit me to congratulate you on your homecoming." Evan's casual indifference, relayed through the translator, wiped the smirk from the prince's face as it contorted into thunderous resentment."Do you know whose soil this is? Believe I cannot have you ejected from this very establishment?"A wry grin tugged at Evan's lips as he appraised the prince's debased state. "My, how affluent you seem!" His derisive chuckle betrayed his lack of intimidation. "But I've yet to fear any amount of wealth!"Then, addressing the entire venue, Evan called out, "Is there anyone here who speaks Elysian?"