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The New School Year [3]

The New School Year [3]

"Oh yeah, let me introduce myself. I’m Aswi."

Aswi was the student who took down an upperclassman at the school gate. He was also the one who brought a female student along.

"What’s your name, kid?" Aswi looked at the gray-haired guy.

"I have no name." He spoke indifferently.

The classroom returned to normal. The students resumed their studies as usual. The teacher no longer looked sad.

This time, all the students respected her—even the troublemakers couldn’t believe what they had just witnessed.

Everything proceeded like an ordinary school day, except for the back row.

"Come on, tell me your name," Aswi kept bothering the gray-haired guy.

But the guy remained silent, his attitude indifferent. Despite that, Aswi continued to pester him, pushing his patience to the limit. A vein popped on the guy’s face.

He grabbed Aswi’s collar, pulling him close.

"Annoy me one more time, and I’ll beat the hell out of you. My name is Arca!!" He spoke with a furious tone.

The entire class turned their attention toward them, watching intently. But the moment Arca shot them a glare, they immediately looked away. His gaze alone was enough to intimidate them.

Arca then let go of his grip. The classroom fell into silence.

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"Don’t bother me again!"

Seven minutes passed. The class went back to normal, but…

"Come on, show me that strength of yours. Knock me down, haha!"

Aswi continued to provoke Arca despite the warning. The other students were visibly worried about what he was doing.

"If you won’t use it on me, how about we fight together? That way, I can see your strength firsthand, haha! What do you say?"

Arca’s patience had reached its limit.

BHUAK!

Arca slammed his fist onto the desk, splitting it in half.

"Damn it! If you can make me fight alongside you, then I’ll fight with you forever!!"

Both Arca and Aswi were stunned.

How could they not be?

They were suddenly surrounded by a massive crowd—at least 530 students, cramming both the classroom and the area outside.

"You two are the ones who beat up our friends, huh? Cocky little freshmen!!" A large-built student yelled at them.

Someone whispered to him.

"Oh… so you’re the so-called ‘Weapon Slayer’? What a cringy name."

The other students could only watch in silence, frozen with fear. Even the teacher hid under her desk.

"At first, our boss only wanted you to pay tribute money. But you just had to cause trouble. Now, we’re gonna beat the hell out of all the new kids!"

The mob charged at Arca and Aswi.

WOSHH! A punch was thrown at Arca.

DUARR! The attacker was sent flying, crashing through the wall and landing outside.

Arca leaped through the hole from the second floor. Aswi followed, diving headfirst with a smirk.

This feels like flying, haha!

They landed amidst a swarm of enemies.

DUP! Dust scattered around them.

As the dust settled, Arca wasted no time and launched a surprise attack.

WOSHH! BHUAKK! His punch sent one flying, knocking over a few others.

Seeing this, the rest charged at Arca, aiming for his face from every direction.

But from above, Aswi suddenly flipped and grabbed Arca’s head, his feet pointing upwards.

This made Arca duck his head down.

Aswi then used this momentum to propel himself upward, causing all the punches to miss.

From below, Arca capitalized on the moment—he spun and delivered a wide 180-degree kick, knocking them to the ground.

A perfect combo.

But that was just a small fraction of the enemies. Hundreds more were ready to attack.

"Tch, what a pain…" Arca muttered.

—TO BE CONTINUED—