The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

The berserker teacher saw it clearly: the punch was swift, powerful, and incredibly accurate, striking Oha's cheek—a vital spot. Let alone a mage and half-baked spellbreaker, even a knight would be knocked unconscious!

"Wake up!" Lorenwei persisted, and to everyone's astonishment, she pulled Oha up from the ground, slapped him across the face to wake him up again, and then pressed him face down on the ground.

"Your sister just healed you, right? I said then that I wanted to have another good beating!"

Oha lay face down in the soil, his limbs flailing wildly.

Lorenwei pressed her white leather shoe down on Oha's head, stomping down hard the moment he popped his head out: "Don't try to act tough in front of me anymore, you hear me? Hmm~~? Go away from me, or I'll beat you up every time I see you! You hear me?"

Oha struggled.

"Still dare to move?" Lorenwei kicked him as soon as she saw him struggle, followed by several hard kicks and her words, "I'll hit you every time you move!"

Then, very quickly, Lorenwei began rhythmically chanting: "Boom boom boom~ boom boom boom~ boom boom boom~..."

Oha struggled a few times but couldn't get up. He could only curl up like a turtle, covering his head with his arms and groaning incessantly.

"No, no, you yelled 'ouch' before I even hit you!" Lorenwei suddenly stopped and said to Oha, "Let's coordinate. I'll step on it, then you yell!"

"..." Oha was initially unconvinced.

Then Lorenwei quickly persuaded him with her fists and the soles of her women's shoes.

So, Oha began to scream in perfect unison.

"Ouch~ Ouch~ Ouch! Ouch~ Ouch~ Ouch! Ouch~ Ouch~ Ouch~ Ouch!"

The spectators were stunned.

Who would have thought that the gentle and adorable Lorenwei would be such a physical damage dealer...

Aoyou covered her face, unable to bear it any longer, and turned to run away, wrapped in her robe. She knew her brother was easily frightened, but she never imagined he would be so cowardly when facing a strong opponent.

The teacher exclaimed, "I never imagined that my lovely student, Lorenwei, would be such a skilled physics teacher!"

One student remarked: "If you're not convinced when you meet someone, I'll cripple them; one punch and you're a beauty like Lorenwei. If magic doesn't work, I'll switch to physics; if you dare to act tough again, I'll beat you into a turtle."

Chapter 097 Lorenwei, you're corrupting the child again! Nonsense, I'm younger than her!

Lorenwei stomped on exchange student Oha at the training ground.

"Good for him, I've been wanting to see him get beaten up for a long time."

"And it was Lorenve who stepped on him, it was so satisfying to watch!"

"That exchange student was so arrogant, he even stole Victory before, he deserved to get beaten up!"

One boy said regretfully, "It's such a pity that Lorenwei's white women's shoes don't have high heels."

Another boy chimed in, "Actually, if it were me, I don't think being stepped on by Lorenwei would necessarily hurt that much."

"Brother, something's not right with you."

"Also, it would have been better if Lorenve had worn a short skirt instead of a long one..."

"Then I'd be willing to lie there and let her step on me! Hehe, let alone step on the back of my head, I'd be willing to lie on the ground with her stepping on my face."

"Brother, something's off about you, just like me."

"Same here. Hey, speaking of which, why are you always following me? I'm a first-year student who just came to watch the fun. And you're here too?"

Where you are, there my heart is. (????) Without you, even the most beautiful flowers will no longer be my paradise.

"Stay away from me..."

A female student with a saintly heart reminded her: "Teacher, don't you think Lorenve shouldn't continue attacking?"

Berserker Teacher shrugged: "Hmm? But he didn't give up, he didn't advance, and he didn't lose consciousness (after being woken up), so the match is still going on."

"But the outcome is obvious."

"Who said that? Maybe he's gathering strength and believes he can turn the tables?"

"..."

And so, everyone just watched as Lorenwei committed the assault.

Who told him to make others lose so badly before? He always won against the second-year students with various scrolls, but this time he got beaten up by a girl. Why does it feel so good?

Lorenwei called out to the sidelines, "Hey, Melanie, do you want to come up and play for a bit?"

"No need. We must uphold martial ethics. One-on-one, give him a proper burial."

"...Lorenwei, go easy on her. At most, you should break a bone," Kurara reminded her.

"Oh dear, you're so cruel." Meilan looked at her in surprise.

Kurara: "..."

Sylph: "Melan, you said you wanted to bury them alive, and you still think breaking bones is cruel? Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about the word 'cruel'?"

Lorenwei was getting a little tired from stomping her feet when she asked from the sidelines, "Teacher, do I count as a winner?"

The teacher said with a serious expression, "The opponent neither went out of bounds nor admitted defeat."

"Oh." Lorenwei bent down, grabbed Oha's ankle, and dragged him face down like a dead dog towards the sidelines, seemingly intending to throw him out of the circle...

"Waaaah—" Oha couldn't stand having his face skinned off, and his mentality had already collapsed, so he immediately shouted that he had given up.

Lorenwei then released him.

Despite his injuries, Oha scrambled away. The magic-suppressing barrier collapsed on its own.

The brother and sister got nothing, were humiliated, and lost several expensive scrolls and a bag of magic crystals—enough to make them cry.

Oh, and my sister also lost her bottoms and panties. I don't know how far she'll have to run before she can get new ones.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong at the scene, the guards left one by one.

"The winner of the competition—Lorenvie!" the student council announced.

There was cheering at the scene.

Although the first-year students won, which was a bit of a loss of face for the second-year students, it was still very satisfying to see them teach the arrogant exchange students such a lesson. Besides, the winner was the beautiful and lovely Lorenwei! Who would object?

Those who disagree can consider another image of Lorenwei throwing a punch or stomping on someone...

Only one student, who seemed to have a saintly attitude, was still muttering, "That's too much! Being so mean to transfer students is unbecoming of our school. What did those siblings do to deserve such bullying?"

The teacher presented the golden bow to Lorenwei on the spot.

"Thank you, teacher."

"I hope you'll keep up the good work... Uh, never mind, I won't say anything more."

Lorenvi returned to the sidelines with the golden bow and handed it directly to Sylph.

Sylph held it in her hands, beaming with joy, and suddenly blurted out, "This is the first time you've given me something."

Kurara laughed and said, "Hmm? Of course! You've only known each other for a few days, right?"

Lorenwei smiled but didn't say anything.

"Thank you for helping me get revenge." Meilan stood behind Lorenwei and massaged her shoulders.

"It's a piece of cake after the kicking session," Lorenwei said in surprise. "Huh? You can actually massage backs?"

“My grandfather used to have shoulder pain, so I would often massage it for him.”

As the group chatted, the teacher began to summarize some of the experiences and knowledge gained from the martial arts class.

"I can't explain too much about magic, such as Lorenwei's misleading performance with forbidden spells. It would be more professional for you to ask a magic teacher later. I can only personally determine that it is related to the driving element." The Berserker teacher moved on from Lorenwei's amazing performance, which was what everyone was most concerned about, and began to talk about the other students' competition.

The teacher gave a detailed analysis of Meilan's close-range attacks.

"This competition can't be considered a model, since not every student can master both magic and martial arts, but it can serve as an important reference. This was the wooden giant, and this was the route that Meilan attacked." The teacher drew a diagram on the blackboard, analyzing what he considered to be the correct actions, while also pointing out some shortcomings.

Meilan listened intently from her seat, nodding vigorously from time to time, gaining a lot of insights.

Kurara was also taking notes diligently.

Lorenve and Sylph were rather lazy.

Then, the teacher began to explain Lorenwei's attack on Oha.

"This punch, starting from the step she took, was followed by a tremendous burst of power from the swing of her shoulder..." The teacher used a sketch on the blackboard to depict Lorenwei's power at that moment: "It was perfect! Don't think that this punch was due to her superhuman strength. In fact, her strength is only within the range of an average girl, but her power generation technique perfectly compensates for the lack of innate strength in girls!"

Some students who frequently attended this teacher's classes were surprised by his praise.

To praise a student's martial arts skills as perfect was a compliment this teacher had never given before.

"Hmph, you know your stuff." Lorenwei thought smugly. It felt like Overwatch was broadcasting the play-of-the-game moment.

Although he wasn't attacking with a sword, someone at the level of a sword saint naturally possessed far superior control over the technique of exerting force compared to ordinary people. While limited by his current physical weakness, he couldn't use some more advanced techniques, but in the eyes of the Berserker instructor, it was already a perfect performance.

"Lorenwei, I want to learn power generation techniques from you!" Meilan whispered.

"Sure, I'll teach you when I have time." Lorenwei loved to teach. She could teach you anything, from techniques for generating power to techniques for arousal, and various positions—they'd be very useful in the future.

Lorenwei found the lecture uninteresting, so she took out paper and pen from her spatial ring and began writing a proposal for the milk tea business.

After the teacher finished explaining all the match analysis, seeing that there was still some time, he called out Meilan's name.

"Meilan, you've recovered, right? How about we spar for a bit?"

He didn't call out to Lorenwei, partly because he could tell she was indeed a mage, and partly because he admired Meilan's head-on fighting style.

He even started to consider taking on apprentices.

"Huh? Calling Meilan up?" Lorenwei was taken aback.

Meilan went up to the front without hesitation and stood very close to the teacher, stretching her wrists and ankles: "Teacher, should I go all out when sparring with you?"

Meilan was thin and frail, while the teacher was huge; standing together, they looked like a chimpanzee and a kitten.

"Of course! Do whatever it takes to defeat the teacher!" the berserker teacher laughed. "Come on, use every attack method you can!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

Meilan nodded, then suddenly exclaimed in Lorenwei's direction, "Ah! Lorenwei, your skirt is showing too much!"

"Where?! Where?!"

"Huh? Really?"