All Heavens: Starting with the Predator, I'm No Longer Human

"Come on! Before these little guys leave, let's have a match. Let these kids who just finished their graduation ceremony see that they can't slack off just because they've successfully passed their coming-of-age ceremony. They still have a long road ahead of them!"

Bone Spike and Lone Wolf had been itching to fight for a long time, and without saying much, they cleared out a space amidst the surprised and shocked gazes of the Ironbloods.

"Quick! Scarface wants to have a match with the instructors. If we miss this opportunity to observe, who knows when the next one will be?"

Other members of the Ironblood faction, who had already begun to leave, quickly gathered amidst the shouts, surrounding Bone Spike and Chu Cige, who were already standing in the arena, wanting to get a close look at their contest.

One of the tough guys exclaimed, "Scarface is really something! He actually managed to get the instructors involved!"

Beside it, Zhanbo said with pride, "Of course, he is the elder brother I, Zhanbo, recognize, so his strength is naturally exceptional."

"What? You're Scarface's henchman...?"

"uh-huh!"

"Could you introduce me to someone? I'd also like to become your disciple." Seeing Zhan Bo's proud expression, the Ironblood had an idea. The elder had just clearly stated that Chu Cige had already reserved a spot for him.

In fact, Ironblood still has six months to prepare for the other two spots, but it is uncertain whether it can be selected. At this time, if it can befriend Chu Cige through Zhanbo and build a good relationship, it will be much better than fighting alone. It might even be able to directly secure a spot.

"Sure! I'll recommend one to you later."

"Thank you, Brother Zhanbo."

"..."

Chu Cige was unaware that Zhan Bo, his newly recruited subordinate, was going to introduce him to Tie Xue.

He is now in opposition to the bone spurs, highly focused, and has removed all the cumbersome equipment, leaving only his clothing to cover himself.

Bone Spur is skilled in combat, so Chu Ci Ge naturally sparred with him to practice his fighting techniques.

For an ordinary opponent, the equipment on their body is of course not a problem, but for an opponent like Bone Spur who has been immersed in fighting techniques for one or two hundred years, he cannot afford to be careless.

The surrounding Ironbloods remained silent, afraid of disturbing the duel between Chu Cige and Bone Spike.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept by.

Chu Cige moved. He took a quick step forward, clenched his fist, and used all his strength to unleash a powerful punch that hurtled towards the bone spur's ribs.

It reacted quickly; the moment Chu Cige clenched his fist, it seemed to see through his attack direction and dodged the punch with a few light steps.

A backhand straight punch landed squarely on Chu Ci Ge's face.

Raise your hand to block.

"Bang—!"

The punch was so powerful that it bent his arm and pressed it against his face. Fortunately, he managed to block it, otherwise Chu Cige would have been injured from that punch alone.

Seeing that his first strike had failed, Bone Spike retracted his fist, slightly swayed his body, twisted his waist, and threw an uppercut at his waist and abdomen.

"Bang—!"

Chuange, caught off guard, was struck in the waist by a solid punch. Despite the pain, he managed to retaliate with a punch, but it was easily blocked by a bone spur. Although this slowed down the attack, Chuange still suffered a loss.

With punches raining down relentlessly, Chu Cige had no choice but to abandon his offense and switch to defense.

Bone Spikes' combat experience was too shrewd; he could always find an opportunity to break through his defenses and deliver a fierce blow.

Chu Cige wanted to disrupt his rhythm, but he had no way to do so. Each time, his intentions were seen through, and he was suppressed with a new round of attacks, forcing Chu Cige to give up his chance.

As the battle progressed, he was slowly getting used to the rhythm of the bone spikes, but whenever he showed any intention to attack, the spikes would detect it and disrupt his movements.

The onlookers felt that the battle was changing in an instant, with the shadows of the punches tearing through the air and leaving behind a whistling sound.

Although they were greatly shocked, they could still clearly recognize that Scarface, who had defeated Kane in one round, had not gained any advantage in the hands of Instructor Bonespur and had been forced to retreat in defeat.

He felt there was always someone stronger, and even the formidable Scarface couldn't get the better of the instructor...

"call--!"

Chu Cige was panting heavily. The pain in his body did not make him give in. Instead, it fueled his fighting spirit. He quickly changed his strategy from strict defense to all-out attack, trying to exchange injuries with the bone spur.

"Good lad!" Bone Spike was secretly alarmed. It watched Chu Cige's attacks become increasingly fierce, and he completely abandoned defense to throw punches with all his might. It couldn't help but sigh at his reckless fighting style.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can hold out."

While this tactic can temporarily break free from the opponent's offensive, it also results in greater damage to oneself, and no one would use it unless absolutely necessary.

A punch landed on Chu Cige's shoulder, and a bone spur was also struck in his side. Seeing Chu Cige's increasingly resolute gaze, the force in his hand gradually increased.

It wanted to see how long Chu Cige, already covered in wounds, could hold out in its hands...

"Bang bang bang!"

The punches landed hard, and sweat dripped incessantly from his face, yet Chu Cige seemed tireless, his fists constantly swinging forward.

He lost sight of the ruthless figures around him, his mind went blank, and only one thought remained in his consciousness: to throw a punch, to throw a punch at his opponent with all his might.

He was like a machine, completely unaware of the concept of physical strength.

"How brutal!"

The onlookers couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Chu Cige still persevering despite blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, they finally understood why he was able to single-handedly kill the Alien Queen in the trial grounds.

They might not be able to learn this reckless fighting style...

"This kind of fighting is the real battle between iron-blooded people, it really gets my blood pumping."

"You're a pervert! You like masochism..."

"..."

Some Ironbloods find it too brutal, while others are extremely enthusiastic about this fighting style...

As the competition intensified, the more parts of Chu Cige were hit, the more damage his body sustained, and the pain actually began to lessen. This was his body reminding him that he was nearing his limit.

Sweat blurred his vision, and his breathing became increasingly labored.

For the first time, Chu Cige felt his strength was about to be exhausted, and the speed and force of his punches gradually weakened, no longer as fierce as at the beginning.

The bone spur grew increasingly alarmed as it attacked, not expecting Chu Cige to endure for so long. It quickly seized upon this sudden change in him: "A perfect opportunity!"

It seized the opportunity and punched Chu Cige hard in the face, the timing was just right.

He fell to the ground with a loud "bang!"

"it's over!"

"yes!"

"The instructors are really strong! Even Scarface was no match for them..."

Seeing Chu Cige fall to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, everyone felt that the battle was over.

Chu Cige fell into a brief coma, but before the bone spur could end the match, he stood up again and attacked it once more.

"What?"

Bone Spur couldn't understand why its punch hadn't knocked Chu Cige unconscious; it hadn't held back at all.

"This...this..."

Even the Ironbloods, who were watching from the sidelines, found it unbelievable; they all thought that Chu Cige shouldn't be able to stand up.

"Big brother..."

Zhanbo looked at Chu Cige, who was still fighting with the instructor, with a worried expression. It couldn't understand why a competition had to go to such lengths; it was completely unnecessary.

It's not a life-or-death battle.

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