Chapter 72: Combat Hall X
Author: Bigsnowy
last update2026-05-12 01:08:40

The atmosphere inside Combat Hall X thickened with tension. Ryan, being the center of attention, stood at the edge of the hall with the note still in his hand while the bulky boy stood opposite him like a wall.

Neither of them was ready to back down, and for a few seconds, the entire class paused, leaning forward with interest.

Smiles painted some of their lips as they waited for the new boy to be humiliated.

One boy near the back reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of crumpled bil
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