Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1131

When the students of the martial arts class came at him all at once, the entire training ground, as well as the earth, shook violently. The tremors attracted the attention of the students from other classes and they all quickly gathered to watch.

In the end, even the martial arts teacher and Whitney came to watch.

"Whoa, the entire martial arts class has started a group fight on an unprecedented scale.”

"So many people are fighting against Jenson. Have the martial arts students forgotten their aim and purpose for learning martial arts in the first place?"

"This is simply too much."

Students who did not know what was happening were outraged by the injustice done to Jenson.

Jenson stood in the center of the training ground surrounded by 29 other students.

When Whitney came in and saw the battle formation, she was so furious that she rolled up her sleeves and admonished them, "What is going on? You're all bullying Jens while I'm away, right?"

She then performed several backflips and made her way to Jenson’s side, examining Jens' face carefully

and tenderly. "Are you okay, Jens?”

Jenson's dashing face darkened. "Get out!"

Whitney said, "Let me help you."

"No."

Whitney said, “You’re going up against so many of them alone. You won’t be able to beat them. What am I going to do if they ruin your face? Sob, sob, sob, I’ll be s o heartbroken."

Jenson shot her a death stare.

F*ck. He was a man! What was wrong with seeing a man bleeding and injured? Why did this woman pamper him like he was some kind of pretty boy?

However, when all of them swarmed up at him like that, he found it impossible to surmount.

Though when he remembered the current predicament his mommy was in, his will to fight swelled in him.

Winning this match was his only option.

He cast his mind back to three years ago when Daddy planned everything ahead and devised strategies in advance just to keep them safe. He was the reason why he could live the last three years in peace.

Now that he had grown up, he had to become like Daddy, to be a tree and umbrella that could shield Mommy from all the storms in life.

Jenson had completely forgotten that this was just a training match. The hostility in his eyes was overflowing. When his classmates' fists fell on him like the rain, his eagle eyes were suddenly bloodshot.

For a moment, he regarded them as the evil forces from three years ago and waved his fists wildly, all his physical pains forgotten.

Whitney was standing on the side, and every time she saw a fist fall on Jenson's body, she would feel extremely heartbroken. Too terrified to look, she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.