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However... there was no sound.

The bell, which should have been frantically swaying and making noise in the violent airstream, was indeed being blown and swaying nonstop.

But—there was no sound at all!

"What the!?" He Han, who had flopped to the ground after throwing a punch, lifted his head and widened his eyes.

The students were also surprised, "Why is there no sound!?"

"Is Mr. Xue cheating? Did he turn on a sound-muting cheat?"

"Does this bell have some weird silent mechanism?"

Only a few students seemed to have realized something and showed a look of amazement.

Zhao Longtu spoke, "The bell has no issues; it's just an ordinary bell..."

Chen Xingyan nodded solemnly and said, "The bell is composed of the external 'Bell Cover' and the internal 'Bell Tongue.' When the bell sways, the bell tongue collides with the bell cover, hence making a sound."

"If they don't touch each other... naturally there will be no sound."

"Mr. Xue is using his Power to control the violently shaking bell inside, preventing the bell tongue from touching the bell cover the instant they're about to collide... Now, although the bell appears to be continuously swaying, in reality, the inside bell tongue hasn't touched the bell cover at all."

Ye Jingqiu was astounded, "Is such a thing... even possible?"

Cao Sini spoke indifferently, "This requires precision in Power control that's hard to imagine, and a super computational ability to instantly calculate all trajectories of the bell's violent movements."

"So, we definitely can't be like this idiot here, thinking it's something we can easily accomplish, otherwise... we'll end up going hungry."

Chen Xingyan pointed at He Han, who was slumped on the ground.

Hearing this, all the students became serious.

The consequences were too severe to not take seriously.

"What should we do, Brother Li!"

"Yeah, you take command, Brother Li, we can't miss Mr. Xue's dinner!"
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"Please, Brother Li, what should we do?"

Seeing his classmates repeatedly calling him 'Brother Li,' Chen Xingyan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but harshly kick He Han who was on the ground.

He sighed and said:

"Let's do it this way..."

...

Xue Jing watched the students scatter one by one and run towards various parts of Xuanwu Mansion, smiled and said:

"Seems like you've figured out some strategy?"

He leisurely walked up to He Han, who was left alone in the training field.

"Mr. Xue, help, lend a hand."

He Han, lying prone on the ground, reached out shakily to Xue Jing.

Xue Jing was unmoved, watched him for a while, then suddenly smiled,

"So it appears you're the key part of their plan."

He Han's heart skipped a beat, blinking his eyes:

"What are you rambling about, Mr. Xue, I don't understand what you're saying."

Xue Jing said softly,

"You must have trained in a special Martial Arts, retaining some Physical Strength even after throwing a 'Serious Punch'... They deliberately left you here as if they had abandoned you, pretending they didn't intend to involve you in the combat strategy, as a ploy to confuse me, when in fact, you're meant to be a trump card, waiting for an opportunity to disrupt and deliver a surprise attack."

"Although it's a simple plan based on an information gap, it's quite practical. For high school students, it's quite impressive."

He Han's forehead broke into sweat.

Isn't everything known now? Where's the information gap?

Mr. Xue, this monster...

"Well, that's good too. Since this is the case, let's go along with your wishes."

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then smiled and said.

He stood still beside He Han.

The next moment, a student on the fifth floor of the mansion's building kicked back and rushed toward the training field, launching an attack on Xue Jing's back.

His right hand clenched into a fist, and atop the tip of the fist, a phantom-like transparent lotus almost seemed to bloom as he launched a punch toward Xue Jing's back.

It was Chen Xingyan.

At the same time, students from all directions converged on Xue Jing.

The students' plan was simple.

They wished to catch Mr. Xue off-guard with the Bell during intense movement, but that was likely a tall order.

They had already studied Xue Jing's match videos from the U19 competition and knew he had mastered one of the most difficult Martial Arts, 'Impeccable,' to an extremely high level, making his computational ability almost superhuman.

However, there was a method that could still make the Bell sound.

That was—striking the Bell directly and shattering it.

No matter how exquisitely Xue Jing controlled his Power, no matter how strong his computational power was, the material of the Bell itself had its limits.

Should an attack hit the Bell directly, even if Xue Jing shielded it with his Power, the Bell itself would still shatter from not withstanding too much Power being pumped into it.

Upon shattering, the sound would naturally emanate.

"Ha!"

In the midst of several loud shouts, attacks closed in.

Xue Jing muttered softly, "Not a bad formation."

"But—"

He grabbed the incoming fist of a male student on his right and, amid the student's screams, swung him around, crashing him into another student attacking from the left.

"Poor synergy, the intervals between your attacks are too large."

Amid the flurry of fists and feet, Xue Jing deflected the offensive efforts of five or six students with various maneuvers. To an onlooker, it seemed as though several people who came close to Xue Jing were instantly flung back.

"Ugh!"

"To achieve the effect of a siege on a master, you must ensure all the attacks arrive at the same time. The slightest delay turns it from many against one to a series of one-on-ones, no different from a gourd baby saving his grandpa by taking turns in battle."

Xue Jing casually dispensed teaching advice as he spoke.

"Oh my, this is insane, Mr. Xue!"

Students hiding in the shadows were agape in amazement.

"How can we fight this? We can't touch him at all."

"What do we do now?"

Everyone's gaze shifted toward two specific individuals.

"Let's see how Cao Sini and Zhao Longtu fare..."

"We'll wait for the final moment..."

Soon, a male and a female figure, almost imperceptible due to their speed, launched a fast attack on Xue Jing from different directions.

Their Action Speed was clearly much faster than the previous group of students, and they almost simultaneously reached in front of Xue Jing, one with a punch, the other with a Piercing Hand, both aiming at Xue Jing's front and back.

"Not bad."

Xue Jing nodded and, with a hand on each side, seized the wrists of the two approaching individuals.

Cao Sini and Zhao Longtu had a tacit understanding due to their previous confrontations and were somewhat aware of each other's abilities, which allowed them to fulfill Xue Jing's requirement of a 'simultaneous attack' to a certain extent.

"Just too few people... what?"

While speaking, Xue Jing noticed He Han, who had been prone on the ground, suddenly rise and reach for the Bell at his waist.

With a kick that pushed away Han's palm, Xue Jing now used three of his limbs.

"Now, while he's distracted, charge!"

Over twenty students immediately emerged from their hiding places and rushed toward Xue Jing.

As they advanced, they each erupted with a fierce and unstoppable aura, transforming from what seemed like meek sheep to ferocious tigers.

Xue Jing had a strange sense of déjà vu.

It was as if he was witnessing a group of suicide bombers, stripped of equipment except for high-capacity explosives in their arms, launching relentless kamikaze attacks against him...

"Naive."

Shaking his head, Xue Jing tossed both Zhao Longtu and Cao Sini aside and then intricate dragon scale patterns emerged on his skin, subtly glistening with a golden sheen, turning into a coat of golden scales.

Countless Serious Punches rained down on him; Xue Jing instantly became a golden top spinning at high velocity. Every external assault, every impact, was either repelled or neutralized the moment it came in contact with his rotating body.