Chapter 307
Hank had finally had enough of tormenting him and kicked him out of the ring. The staff quickly rushed to help the young man up and took him away for treatment. Hank won, but the arena was dead silent; hardly anyone cheered, and everyone looked grim.
Sure, in the ring, it was supposed to be a no–holds–barred fight, but Hank’s actions crossed a line. Even among teammates, such brutal force was frowned upon. Not even Colton, known for his icy demeanor, would go to such extremes in a match.
Jason’s face was a mask. While Hank’s methods were ruthless, Enforcement wasn’t a place for the soft–hearted; the weak faced harsh fates.
“Lance, Hank was way too rough. You better watch out!”
Over in the Logistics section, Lance’s comrades expressed their worries. Everyone knew about the bet between Hank and Lance, and seeing Hank’s brutality, they feared Lance might get hurt too.
Lance stayed silent, his hands clenching slightly on his knees, his eyes drifting up to Ms. Flora. She lounged back in her chair, seemingly indifferent, but when she sensed his gaze, her eyes met his lazily.
Just that one look was enough to calm Lance’s heart. Ms. Flora had put so much effort into training him; he had to win. Not just for himself, but for her
too.
On stage, Flora watched Hank’s swift, precise movements with a hint of surprise in her eyes. He had made significant progress. His kicks were stronger, his movements quicker than during his Enforcement days.
As for Lance…
Her eyelids drooped slightly, her indifference slipping a bit.
“The next challenger is from Logistics, Zack.”
Zack announced, and the young man strode onto the stage without hesitation. “I choose Jason.”
Jason was strong, well–known in Enforcement, and the young man’s direct
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challenge surprised many.
Flora only had eyes for Lance, watching the others with lazy disinterest.
The young man was agile and strong, but Jason’s combat experience was superior. He timed his attacks and defenses perfectly.
In the end, the young man lost.
But even in defeat, he was gracious and bold, “Brother Jason, you’re incredible, but I won’t give up. I’ll keep training and challenge you again in the next assessment!”
Jason smiled, respecting a worthy opponent, and extended his hand. “You’re impressive too. I look forward to that day.”
The audience erupted in thunderous applause.
This was what true respect looked like, a stark contrast to Hank’s pettiness.
As the young man left the stage, Zack continued, holding the list. “The next challenger is…”
He paused when he saw the name ‘Lance‘ before continuing, “Lance!”