Chapter 541

She had only intended to scare Luo En and assert her dominance over him.

She was the boss of this class; no one dared to defy her.

But she never expected that Luo En would be completely unfazed, and instead dared to talk back to her.

This made her extremely angry.

If every new student treated her the way Luo En did, how could she possibly hold onto her position as boss?

So she now had to punish Luo En and give him a lesson.

It would also serve as a warning to the other students.

The two senior students glanced around.

They laughed, "Choosing such a remote place—do you fear others seeing your humiliation after you lose?"

Then they burst into laughter, utterly disregarding Luo En.

Luo En wasn't angry at all; after all, there was no point in quarreling with these students.

A tall, burly senior student walked over.

Suddenly, his entire body swelled with energy.

A surge of power spread from his navel to every part of his body.

Then it concentrated in his fist.

This was cursed energy—the Root, a very powerful force.

Once this energy formed, a look of pride appeared on his face.

"Kid, pay attention—this is true power.

I'll use this power to make you kneel and never rise again."

Luo En said calmly, "If you're going to fight, then fight. Don't waste words—I'm in a hurry."

This attitude enraged the man.

He roared and charged forward.

Combat with the Root is essentially hand-to-hand fighting.

They fight at close range; strength depends entirely on the amount of Root energy within their bodies.

The Root energy released by this senior student was quite impressive.

At least in Luo En's view, it was far stronger than the lower-grade students he had faced before.

Both his fists had hardened into armor-like formations.

As he swung his fists, a tremendous force gathered on his hands.

Li Yunyan watched from the side and remarked admiringly.

"Liu Yun's strength has improved even further.

Clearly, his punching speed is faster than before."

The senior student beside Nai Zi said.

"Of course. Just look at how many hellish training sessions he's endured.

His current strength ranks among the best even for our age group.

That guy's in trouble—he's probably going to get beaten so badly he won't even recognize his own mother."

Nai Zi giggled, "Good. Teach this guy a lesson.

Let him know who truly runs this place—some new students just need a good beating."

A dull thud—the massive fist was already inches from Luo En's face.

The opponent assumed Luo En was frozen in terror, motionless.

He imagined Luo En already kneeling, begging for mercy.

But the next second, his eyes widened.

Luo En reached out and grabbed his fist directly.

In that instant, he felt searing pain—his tightly clenched fist had been crushed out of shape by Luo En's grip.

Luo En's strength was simply too great; he struggled desperately to pull free.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break loose.

"Damn it, how is this guy so strong?"

The senior student stared at Luo En in shock, his face twisted in agony.

But Luo En didn't release his grip; with a slight additional pressure, the senior student screamed in agony.

He cried out, "Let go of me!"

Luo En said coldly.

"Your strength isn't impressive at all.

Honestly, your so-called Root technique isn't even a match for me."

Then he looked at the other one, "Why don't you two come at me together?

You think this level of power is enough to fight me? It's a joke."

The two senior students turned pale.

They were among the strongest in this class.

Yet they had been humiliated so thoroughly by Luo En.

And clearly, the senior student under Luo En's grip had already been defeated.

Taken down in one move—he had no right to even challenge Luo En.

That student wasn't weak in their class; at least, his strength was roughly equal to theirs.

But now, several students nearby were staring over in this direction.

If they all attacked together, everyone would become a laughingstock.

Winning wouldn't be anything honorable, but losing would turn into a huge joke.

Naizi hadn't expected Luo En to be this powerful—he defeated the opponent in just one round.

She gazed at Luo En with surprise.

They were only lower-grade students, their magical energy still weak, utterly unable to compare with upper-grade students.

Especially since Luo En was just a freshman, having received no systematic training.

How could he use magical energy so skillfully?

Moreover, Naizi noticed that the energy Luo En generated was quite different from their own magical energy.

It looked like a very strange kind of energy.

Naizi asked in surprise.

"You, how could you…"

Luo En spoke calmly.

"So you should step down from your position as leader—this is a place that values strength."

"I'm stronger than you, so this position should belong to me."

Naizi roared in fury.

"Don't think defeating him is enough."

"Brat, do you really think we have no one else?"

As she spoke, Naizi saw the other person and said:

"Attack together—give him a lesson."

Upon hearing this, the several students immediately charged forward, leaving Luo En surprised.

Why did these upper-grade students obey Naizi so readily?

Naizi was only a lower-grade student—could her background be exceptionally powerful?

But Luo En didn't dwell on this question now, because the several upper-grade students were already frenziedly channeling their magical energy and rushing at him.

Clearly, their strength was no joke—each punch carried immense power.

Yet those seemingly powerful fists left only faint marks on Luo En's body.

"Is this your strength?" Luo En chuckled. "If this is all you've got, you're certain to lose this time."

The several upper-grade students exchanged glances, their expressions filled with terror.

They didn't know what they were facing.

He was clearly just a freshman—why did he possess such overwhelming strength?