"Suck a duck sideways," Sandra muttered. She was fighting relatively close to Wolf and had been keeping an eye on Max, for a number of reasons.
Now she had just seen him take down one of the students with a single punch.
Max wasn’t big. He didn’t seem to have a lot of muscle. And yet, he’d moved with absolute confidence, using the momentum of the charging student to land a perfect strike.
Either Max was a natural-born fighter, or he’d done this plenty of times before.
"Right, right, you could fight all along, huh?" Dipter said, smirking. "I remember seeing the videos. The others weren’t wrong, seeing it in person is way different. Still, our positions aren’t the same, Max. So come and get me if you can!"
He raised his hands, and several students immediately began running toward Max.
All the others were tied up in their own chaos, no one could step in to help.
But Max didn’t need them.
As the first student came charging at him, Max lifted his leg and drove a powerful kick into his gut, winding him completely.
The student’s crumpled body blocked the path of the others, giving Max a second to breathe, just in time to spot another attacker flanking from the side.
Max turned and swung, his fist slamming hard into the student’s face.
The student held onto a bat, but Max’s punch had loosened his grip. As the bat swung through the air, Max caught it without hesitation and swung it hard, cracking it across another student’s face, his teeth clattered onto the floor like spilled dice.
Another rushed in with a knife, but Max didn’t even flinch, he hurled the bat straight at his face.
The student dodged just barely, stepping to the side, only to feel a sharp blow strike his wrist, forcing him to drop the knife.
Before he could react, Max grabbed the back of his head and drove his knee straight into the student’s nose.
Blood splattered, but Max wasn’t finished. He couldn’t be finished. These people couldn’t be allowed to get back up, not like last time.
So Max yanked the student down again and again, slamming his knee into the student’s face, once, twice, three, four times, before finally hurling him into the crowd approaching from behind.
With three down in quick succession, Max pressed forward, step by step, his eyes locked on Dipter, despite the growing wave of students trying to block his path.
Some of those who had been fighting others turned toward Max now, realizing the tide of the fight was shifting.
And just then, Wolf leapt from his spot, grabbing one student by the back of the head and slamming it into the ground.
"Sneak attacks like that are a no-no in my book." Wolf charged toward another student, and when the student swung a fist, he leaned back and quickly snapped forward like a snake, slapping both sides of the student’s head.
’He’s ruthless... that quiet kid, having gathered all of these adults around him... What did they do?!’ Wolf thought. ’Did these kids even know what type of beast they were going up against?’
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