Yun Jian spoke coherently but what she said had only added a frown on most of the students there. They did not get it—of course most of them did not get it.

What Yun Jian said was undeniably profound despite speaking the truth.

Yun Jian did not take in trash and the lowest requirement for her disciple was to reach the level of a skilled secret agent or assassin; even if they could not ultimately become a famous presence in the international scene.

The reality was that Yun Jian herself was a dangerous person. To follow her around and stay alive around her, it meant that the person would be constantly in danger as well.

What would happen when they were in the face of a threat then? Was she going to tell Zhang Shaofeng to give up struggling since it was so dangerous? Wait for his death? There was no way Yun Jian could do that, so she wanted the guy to only succeed without being defeated from now on.

As for the other students, they had no idea what Yun Jian had been through nor did they know why Yun Jian was setting such a request for Zhang Shaofeng.

"Alright, come on, cut the crap. We need to go back to class if this drags on any longer!" Zhang Jian was eager to show off, flexing his arms and calling out to Zhang Shaofeng.

With Yun Jian's reminder in mind, Zhang Shaofeng went toward Zhang Jian.

There was no doubt that the back of the school was the perfect place to take care of personal grudges because brawls or group fights were the hardest to be discovered by the teachers here.

"Xinyi, hold this for me." Zhang Shaofeng removed his jacket and tossed it to Chen Xinyi before making his way over to Zhang Jian.

After the period of training, Zhang Shaofeng was more muscular now. With his robust build and his good looks, he was also one of the popular guys in Longmen Yi Junior High School.

With his impeccably fit figure right now, plenty of girls screamed for him on the spot.

"Strike fast and win within one technique. Battle fast and end it fast!"

On his way to Zhang Jian, Zhang Shaofeng clenched his fists as Yun Jian's words replayed in his ears. While they walked to the back of the school, Yun Jian had given him some pointers.

They were not using brawn against someone big and burly like Zhang Jian. Facing the latter, Yun Jian wanted Zhang Shaofeng to win by utilizing his speed. To go fast, precise, and merciless was Yun Jian's usual way.

As Zhang Shaofeng recalled the techniques Yun Jian usually taught him, he marched toward his opponent. Zhang Jian's patience was running out from the wait.

"Here I come!" Zhang Jian charged forward to wrap himself around Zhang Shaofeng with the intention to do a simple shoulder flip.

He was planning to use his brute force to lift the scrawny Zhang Shaofeng up directly and throw him on the ground.

Just as he was coming close to Zhang Shaofeng, however, the latter moved abruptly. Recalling what Yun Jian usually taught him, Zhang Shaofeng side-stepped gently and avoided Zhang Jian's approach right away.

Zhang Jian was stunned. The punk successfully avoided him?

Pow! It was during the momentary stupor that Zhang Jian suddenly felt a vehement force come barreling toward him and he was sent flying off the ground next. Making an arc in the air, he fell on the lawn a few meters away.

While Zhang Jian was caught off guard, Zhang Shaofeng had hurled a punch on his abdomen. Since Yun Jian's training, Zhang Shaofeng had gained an incredibly strong wrist strength, so a punch from him was enough to send Zhang Jian catapulting through the air!

The spectators were flabbergasted!

It was like what Yun Jian said! Zhang Jian really could not last one strike from Zhang Shaofeng!

Everyone was doused in uncontrollable shock. Was Yun Jian a fortuneteller? How did she make such an accurate prediction?