Chapter 573


    Arabe spotted someone trying to chat her up. She nced over and saw a fellow freshman in


    uniform, looking a bit nervous.


    "Sorry, I can''t help ya."


    Upon hearing Arabe''s response, the guy’s cheeks turned even redder. He muttered, “My bad” and


    scurried off, leaving his buddies in stitches.


    A whileter, another guy came up to her and asked Arabe for her contact info. Instead of handing it


    over, she told him to hit the books. This had the three girls around her cracking up.


    On their way back to the dorm, a steady stream of guys tried to pick them up, with Arabe getting the


    most attention.


    During the break time, Joyce slipped away for a bit. When she came back, her eyes were red-rimmed.


    "What''s up?" Mya was the first to notice her condition, draping an arm over Joyce''s shoulder and


    asked, "Weren''t you just going to the loo? Why are you crying?"


    Mya''s question only made Joyce’s eyes redder, and she was too choked up to speak.


    Arabe looked at Joyce and offered to help, “Need a hand?”


    Joyce shook her head.


    "Alright, everyone up!"


    Just then, Jerome blew his whistle, signaling the end of the break time.


    Mya whispered to Joyce, “You alright? Do you need to take a sick leave?”


    Joyce shook her head again.


    The after-school activities resumed as usual. By sunset, everyone was too exhausted to move properly.


    Arabe, Kelly, and Mya asionally checked on Joyce, noticing that she seemed distracted and down


    as if she had taken a big hit.


    The instructor Roger from the next ss couldn''t help butugh because his ss was training better


    than theirs.


    Roger blew a whistle and shouted, "Noreen, step out and teach the ss next door how it is done. Give


    Instructor Jerome a break."


    "Yes, sir!" Noreen stood up, looking pretty and determined, her gaze full of fiercepetitiveness.


    Jerome''s face fell. He was supposed to let a freshman teach his ss? How much did they


    underestimate them?


    Back in the day, he and Roger never really got along. Jerome retorted, "Who needs your newbie?"


    "Oh, my newbie is performing quite well. Is there anyone in your ss who can match up to her?


    Anyone up for a challenge?"


    Jerome looked back at his freshmen, "Anyone wants to give it a shot?"


    The ss fell silent.


    They all saw Noreen''s demonstration in the previous ss. She was really good.


    If they stepped up, they were destined to lose.


    "Her."


    To everyone''s surprise, Noreen ignored the two instructors, slightly lifted her chin, and pointed at Joyce


    in the crowd because Joyce seemed like an easy target.


    Jerome looked at Joyce, "You up for it?"


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    Joyce stood up, "I''m willing to give it a shot."


    Noreen looked satisfied, then smirked, "Don''t cry if I identally hit youter."


    The students from both sses started making a racket, cheering for their own ssmates.


    Joyce had barely stepped up on stage when Noreennded a punch to her head, followed by a kick.


    From the audience, Kelly watched Noreen’s swift, precise, and fierce moves, leaving no room for Joyce


    to get back in the fight. She couldn''t help saying, "This is a bit much, isn''t it? We''re just having a


    friendly match. Does it need to be this intense?"


    "There should be some limits, Noreen! You''re going too far!" Mya defended Joyce.


    "Ever heard of ''no mercy in a fight''?" Noreen kicked Joyce to the ground again.