The leading boy who was beaten up a few days ago laughed sarcastically, "Since you dare to accept this challenge, then I'll allow you to choose the order of your opponents!"
To be honest, Kirito hated this guy. He had clearly been beaten so badly and lost so badly, but he still stuck to him like a dog skin plaster.
If they weren't in school, Kirito believed that he would have already gotten rid of this annoying guy.
However, Kirito couldn't let him be his first opponent. Indeed, he could beat him up badly, but if he fought them one by one, Kirito would definitely be exhausted.
With so many people, no matter how skilled and bold he was, he wouldn't dare to make such a choice. With so many people challenging him at the same time, he wouldn't have a chance to rest and recover his strength.
Disdainfully glancing at the opponent's camp, Kirito hooked his finger and said, "It's too slow to come one by one. You guys can come together!"
As soon as the words came out, the surrounding people couldn't help but burst into an uproar. Not only did Kirito accept the challenges of so many senior students, but he also asked them to come together.
Even the teachers sent by the school to protect Kirito couldn't help but frown. One had to know that in a battle with so many people, it was too easy for accidents to happen. It was very likely that they wouldn't be able to make a move in time.
Moreover, with so many people, even teachers wouldn't have an easy time dealing with them, let alone a freshman who had just entered the school a few days ago.
All of a sudden, the teachers tensed up. Since the school valued this guy's talent so much, they had to think of a way to protect him.
As for the surrounding students, they also watched attentively, afraid that they would miss any exciting scenes.
"Whether you can win or not, I admire you. You're the most arrogant person I've ever seen!" The leader said with admiration.
Kirito lazily stretched and said softly, "To be honest, I also admire you. You're the most thick-skinned guy I've ever seen. After being beaten like that by me, you still have the face to find trouble. I thought you went home and cried."
That incident could be said to be a great humiliation to them, but it was exposed by Kirito just like that. The three of them were unable to restrain their anger, shouting and rushing up.
The corners of Kirito's mouth curled into a smile, as if his plan had succeeded. He leaned back and dodged the joint attack of the three.
As long as they rushed up first, the plan they had discussed before would be broken. A pack of wolves in a mess might not be able to defeat a lamb with a hard horn.
What's more, Kirito was not a lamb. His strength was far above any of these people.
With a few cracking sounds, the three people who attacked at the same time fell to the ground almost at the same time.
The attack just now had broken their legs, and they had lost the ability to fight.
The remaining people immediately hesitated. Their boss, who had always acted like a tyrant in front of them, had actually been knocked down so easily. He was even lying on the ground moaning in shame.
Almost immediately, someone used the Binding Dao and tied up Kirito's hands and feet. The people behind immediately clamored and rushed up.
The pupils of the few mentors suddenly shrank, and they were already prepared to attack. With so many students rushing up, they would probably be able to kill Kirito in an instant. They did not have time to waste.
Kirito, who used the same trick again, broke free from the bindings. With the experience from last time, it could be said that he was familiar with escaping.
"It's really scary to want to save face!
Looks like your boss didn't tell you about my strength!
Or is it that he originally wanted you to be cannon fodder? "Kirito said with a smile.
This sentence could be said to be sowing discord. The three people who fell to the ground did indeed hide Kirito's strength to save face. The original plan was indeed to let these people go first, but they definitely did not want to use their underlings as cannon fodder.
One must know that every person who could enter the Death God Cultivation Base was a very precious human resource. It was really a waste to use them as cannon fodder.
But obviously, the three people who fell to the ground moaning in pain no longer had the strength to explain. Moreover, even if they did explain, they might not be able to convince everyone.
Kirito did not intend to make these people give up with just a few words. Taking advantage of their distraction, Kirito launched his attack.
Facing such a dense group of opponents, Kirito did not need to worry about accuracy at all. Even if he closed his eyes, he believed that he would not miss.
Like a tiger in a flock of sheep, or like harvesting weeds, the entire training ground was filled with the sound of punches and kicks colliding. Only the painful groans of those who were injured could be heard.
The spectators who were watching the show looked at the one-sided battle in the training ground with a blank expression. Their mouths were wide open, and their jaws were about to fall to the ground.
The situation they expected was indeed one-sided, but it should be Kirito's side.
Something completely unexpected happened in front of their eyes. They only felt a little subverted. It could even be said that they began to doubt their lives.
If even a freshman could be so powerful, how could they, the seniors, endure it? Especially those who were in the same class as those who were beaten up. They couldn't wait to find a hole to hide in.
Those fellows who usually rode on their heads were like chopping melons and vegetables in the hands of a freshman.
Not to mention them, even the mentors were at a loss. Their original mission was to protect Kirito, but now they began to hesitate whether to protect those who were beaten up by Kirito.
It seemed that Kirito did not show any mercy at all. The groans of those people did not seem to be fake.
In just a blink of an eye, more than half of the enemies had fallen to the ground. The remaining people hesitated and did not dare to move forward.
Glancing at them in disdain, Kirito said softly, "Are you guys still going to fight?
If not, I'm going to go back. What a waste of time! "
The people below were even more surprised. Such a shocking battle, in Kirito's eyes, was just a child's play. It was simply a waste of time.
The remaining people looked at each other. They shouted and rushed up. Although they knew that their end would not be an exception, they had no choice but to go.
People in the martial arts world had no choice!
They were not as heaven-defying as Kirito. If they did not go up now, they would definitely be beaten up by those who fell to the ground.
Rather than being beaten up with the name of a coward, it was better to stand up bravely and be beaten up. This was a choice that everyone would make. Weighing the pros and cons was the most basic ability of the inhabitants of this world.