Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared
Chapter 970: Can’t Beat Them, Win Them Over

Chapter 970: Chapter 970: Can’t Beat Them, Win Them Over

Finally, the moment had arrived. Under the watchful eyes of thousands, Gu Fan stepped onto the stage to face the real first-rate expert, Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong, and his heart rate began to accelerate.

Merely in terms of aura, Gu Fan seemed a notch shorter in front of his opponent, but there wasn’t a trace of discouragement in Gu Fan. He held his breath, concentrated, and adjusted his mindset.

Everyone below the stage watched tensely, most had bet on Gu Fan’s loss, none wished for Gu Fan to become the biggest dark horse of the competition. In short, most were silently chanting the same sentence in their hearts, "Please, Gu Fan, you must lose."

The martial arts competition began, and Iron Arm Fist was the first to launch an attack. His fists were mighty and forceful, charging forward and striking fiercely all the way.

Gu Fan went all out, drawing on all his power, employing Vajra Body Protection. Astonishingly, he staunchly blocked Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong’s ferocious punches and even managed to land a counterpunch on Gu Tong.

Seeing Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong being pushed back, everyone was on edge; no one had expected Iron Arm Fist to be at a disadvantage from the start.

But Iron Arm Fist, appearing unconcerned, retorted, "Not bad, now I can use my full strength without worry."

Upon hearing this, everyone was roused, shouting in unison, "Iron Arm Fist, don’t go easy on that kid. Hurry up and knock him off the stage, and we’ll treat you to a meal with the money we win."

Hearing this, Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong laughed heartily, "Alright, I’ll make it quick, and then we’ll all drink together." Saying this, Iron Arm Fist charged at Gu Fan once more.

"Here it comes!" Gu Fan saw the heavy punch coming and immediately used both hands to block. However, the punch was so powerful and dense that it blasted his hands apart, landing solidly on Gu Fan’s body.

Retreating five steps continuously, Gu Fan finally steadied himself, but the Qi inside him was a bit chaotic, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong, seeing Gu Fan on the verge of being unable to hold on, was secretly pleased. He had not expected the young man to have only this much skill, so he launched a bold attack.

Gu Fan, whose movements were not agile enough, could only rely on Vajra Body Protection to resist, enduring more than a dozen punches head-on.

"Kid, if this is all you’ve got, then you might as well concede," Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong said, not holding back at all. He was intent on overwhelming Gu Fan in one fell swoop.

Yet, Gu Fan was not disheartened. He withstood the onslaught. His eyes remained firm. Seeing Iron Arm Fist’s attacks weaken, Gu Fan finally found his chance for a counter-attack. His Genuin-Qi burst forth, shaking off Iron Arm Fist.

A solid kick from Gu Fan landed on one of Gu Tong’s legs, kicking him hard enough to lose his balance.

The spectators below the stage panicked at the sight of Gu Tong’s pain, unsure of the extent of his injuries, while Gu Fan provided commentary, "Your fists are indeed formidable, but you have not properly trained your lower body. That is your weakness."

"You brat, I don’t need your preaching," Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong said angrily, steadying his stance, then punching Gu Fan so hard that he nearly flew out of the ring.

As everyone saw Gu Fan climb back into the fight, many felt disappointed, failing to understand why the youngster kept on resisting.

"Kid, watch me smash you," Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong, furious, wanted to rush over, but one of his legs was injured, and his hobbling run significantly slowed him down.

As everyone observed Iron Arm Fist’s condition, a chill ran down their spines. With his legs compromised and mobility hindered, the impact was significant.

True to form, Gu Fan seized the opportunity. With Iron Arm Fist’s speed and leg mobility impeded, he kept distancing himself from Iron Arm Fist, circling around him while continuing to look for an opening.

Iron Arm Fist was not content. He reached out trying to grab on but failed as Gu Fan escaped, which left him grinding his teeth in anger. Then, he patted his injured leg and forcefully accelerated.

The longer time dragged on, the greater the chance of recovery for Iron Arm Fist’s leg, so Gu Fan decided not to give him a chance. He was the one who wanted a quick fight and a quick decision.

Firstly, Gu Fan circled around to Iron Arm Fist’s back, formulated an attack plan in his mind, took a deep breath, and, steeling his nerves, launched an attack.

"Kid, you’re asking for death!" Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong threw a punch violently, which landed heavily on Gu Fan’s arm, but Gu Fan forcefully blocked it.

Although Gu Fan felt the punch was unpleasant and his arm was in pain, he still clenched his teeth and kicked forcefully at Iron Arm Fist’s injured leg once more.

Injury compounded upon injury, and Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong could no longer stay on his feet, dropping to one knee before seeing Gu Fan’s punch heading his way.

"How can this be?" Iron Arm Fist gasped in shock, disbelieving, but the reality was that it had happened—he was punched in the face by Gu Fan and sent tumbling to the ground.

The audience below watched with hearts in their throats, sensing that the situation was very grim indeed.

However, Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong did not fall easily; he quickly got up, but one of his legs was trembling, causing him to stand unsteadily.

"Now is the moment, to decide the victor." Gu Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then took a big step forward, charging at his opponent.

Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong stared intently at Gu Fan, believing that Gu Fan would still target his injured leg, so he prepared himself.

Gu Fan feigned a kick, and in nearly an instant, everyone thought Gu Fan was going to kick Gu Tong’s injured leg. Gu Tong, too, anticipated this and punched where he predicted Gu Fan’s foot would be.

However, what no one expected was that this was just a feint by Gu Fan; his real assault was his clenched fists smashing down toward Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong’s head, knocking him to the ground.

With a heavy blow to the head came a buzzing noise, leaving Gu Tong dizzy and reeling, feeling yet another heavy kick to his injured leg.

Naturally, it was Gu Fan’s doing. After this kick, Iron Arm Fist’s leg wouldn’t recover quickly, meaning Gu Fan had won.

But who could have expected that, in anger, Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong let out a roar, slapped the ground with both hands, propelling himself up, then aimed a fierce punch at a stunned Gu Fan.

"My God, how is this possible?" Gu Fan, caught off guard, had his Vajra Body Protection broken, received a deep imprint from the punch on his body, and spat blood as he was sent flying.

Seeing Gu Fan flying out, everyone in the stands was hoping Gu Fan would fly out of the ring. Yet, Gu Fan did not fulfill their wishes; he crashed at the edge of the ring, barely avoiding falling out of the arena.

Everyone watched with sighs of regret, and someone couldn’t help but shout, "I’ll call you big brother, please just fall down."

"Sorry to disappoint everyone, but I must win," Gu Fan said, enduring the pain and standing up after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

On the other hand, Iron Arm Fist Gu Tong, having his leg repeatedly struck, could no longer stand. At that moment, the victor was obvious and everyone’s hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

"I didn’t expect the kid to really win," Mo Yun couldn’t help but exclaim, but upon reflection, it made sense.