âZiqi, are you okay?â
The red-haired seniorâs roommate, an average-looking girl with short hair, rushed over to check on her injury.
It seemed pretty bad.
Half of her face was swollen.
Her consciousness was somewhat blurry.
It felt like she must have suffered a concussion, and a severe one at that.
âHere, open your mouth and take this Fast Healing Pill.â
The bald teacher quickly ran to the red-haired seniorâs side, knelt down, and held out a bright red pill to her mouth.
The red-haired senior, her consciousness hazy, opened her mouth and swallowed the pill the bald teacher offered.
âIâm sorry, I didnât mean itâ¦â
Shen Qinghan jumped down from the Martial Stage, walked over to the red-haired seniorâs side, and apologized, her delicate face full of remorse.
The short-haired senior glared at Shen Qinghan, her eyes filled with anger.
But she didnât say anything to Shen Qinghan, instead, she took out her phone and made a call:
âJin Mingyu, your Ziqi has been kicked into a concussion, sheâs lying here with blurry consciousness, hurry over to the gym!â
âIâll be right there!â
A worried male voice came through the phone.
Shen Qinghan stood by, feeling somewhat at a loss.
She truly didnât expect the red-haired senior to be so fragile; she thought they were evenly matched, or she would never have gone all out from the start.
âFellow student, accidents happen in martial arts, getting hurt on the Martial Stage is quite normal, thereâs no need to blame yourself too much,â the bald teacher consoled Shen Qinghan.
Shen Qinghan remained silent, just standing there with pursed lips, feeling especially guilty.
Seeing her like this, the bald teacher didnât continue to comfort her.
It was like this the first time.
After she has more experience, sheâll naturally get used to it.
âHan Han, how are you so strong?â
Li Chuxin ran over to Shen Qinghanâs side and stopped, looking at her incredulously, feeling like her little sister had become a stranger.
Back in high school, they were all at the bottom of the class.
How much time had passed, and how had her strength become so formidable?
So formidable that it felt like they were people from two different worldsâ¦
The more Li Chuxin thought about it, the more she found it unbelievable.
âMirror, is there a mirror? I need to see how bad my face is!â
The red-haired senior, having taken the Fast Healing Pill, quickly regained her clarity and immediately asked her short-haired roommate for a mirror.
The short-haired senior took out a small mirror and handed it to the red-haired senior.
The red-haired senior looked at herself and saw one side of her face swollen, with a wound that had crusted with blood, and immediately, her mood crumbled.
âMy face!â
âIâm going to be disfigured, Iâm going to be disfigured!â
âWhy did you have to kick my face, why did you have to hit me so hard!â
The red-haired seniorâs emotions spiraled out of control as she cried and loudly questioned Shen Qinghan.
Shen Qinghan bit her lip, âIâm sorryâ¦â
âHan Han, letâs go, donât mind her, sheâs just not as good as you, you did nothing wrong, you donât have to apologize to her.â
Li Chuxin said as she grabbed Shen Qinghanâs hand, intending to take her away from the scene, unwilling to watch her apologize to the red-haired senior.
The red-haired senior deserved it, no sympathy was warranted.
âStop, donât you move!â
The short-haired senior ran over quickly, blocking their path, eyes brimming with fury.
Li Chuxin frowned slightly and retorted, âWhat right do you have to stop us!â
Short-haired girl: âYou hurt someone and just run away, you think itâs that easy!â
âCrazy!â
Li Chuxin cursed.
Having cursed, she led Shen Qinghan around the short-haired senior, unwilling to entangle herself further.
The short-haired senior sister tried to stop them, but Lin Zichen stepped in front of her and said, âSenior sister, you agreed to the bet, so letâs not be sore losers.â
âYes, your friend is very strong, my roommate canât beat her!â
After saying this, the short-haired senior sister questioned, âBut did she have to be so vicious as to aim specifically at my roommateâs pretty face when hitting her?â
Lin Zichen was completely calm, âWhen someoneâs skills are inferior, they are just that, thereâs nothing more to say. If you keep pestering me, then Iâll have no choice but to take action against you.â
âCome on, if youâve got the guts, hit me, you Newcomer King, think youâre something?â
âMy name is Huang Feifei, Huang as in the color yellow, Feifei as in right and wrong, if you dare, challenge me right now!â
âIf you donât challenge me and swell up my face too, then youâre a coward!â
The short-haired senior sister was a little crazy, spewing a stream of words, clearly a hot-tempered savage woman.
Lin Zichen didnât say much to her, just took out his phone, opened the school app, and challenged her right then and there.
Betting 1 academic credit, the challenge was in effect immediately.
Having done this,
Lin Zichen then picked up the short-haired senior sister and tossed her onto the Martial Stage.
Right after, he leaped onto the Martial Stage himself with a jump.
âWhat, what are you trying to do?!â
The short-haired senior sister got up from the Martial Stage, looking at Lin Zichen in panic and asked.
Lin Zichen spoke indifferently, âI donât want to be the coward you speak of.â
After saying that, he swept his foot across the face of the short-haired senior sister, and with a âbang,â swept her off the stage.
She rolled on the ground several times.
Until she crashed into the crowd.
The short-haired senior sister finally stopped, lying on the ground in a daze, moaning in pain.
She too had a concussion, with half of her face swelling up severely, looking even more injured than the red-haired senior sister before her.
âLin Zichen, youâve gone too far, how can you hit a girlâs face so hard!â
Below the stage, a male student from the second-year Evolution Class 2 criticized aloud.
Once one person started criticizing, soon a second person joined in.
âThatâs right, itâs so tasteless!â
âYou donât have any sense of chivalry at all!â
âThis person definitely has a tendency for domestic violence!â
The students from the second-year Evolution Class 2 were condemning Lin Zichen one after another, launching fierce attacks on his moral standards.
Lin Zichen glanced at the people below the stage and said in an unfluctuating tone, âSince you all find me so objectionable, then come up here and teach me a lesson now, let your fists do the talking.â
At these words, the previously noisy crowd below the stage suddenly fell silent.
The students from the second-year Evolution Class 2 all chickened out.
No one dared to take up the challenge.
They all knew Lin Zichenâs combat record, having blown up an entire class of geniuses during the schoolâs opening trials.
And now, over three months later, his strength was undoubtedly even greater, not something ordinary second-year students like them could provoke.
âLin Zichen, even if you are the Newcomer King, donât be so arrogant. Thereâs always someone better, thereâs always a higher sky, someone will be able to deal with you!â
Someone from the second-year Evolution Class 2 shouted this at Lin Zichen.
Lin Zichen looked in the direction the voice came from, expressionless, âThere is someone who can deal with me, but he wonât be a student from Shan University.â
Arrogant!
Truly arrogant!
This Newcomer King is utterly unbridled!
Too bad they canât handle him!
Damn!
At this moment, the students from the second-year Evolution Class 2 were all fuming with frustration.
But constrained by their lack of strength, they could only bear it.
Seeing that no one dared to come on stage, Lin Zichen decided not to waste any more time, turned around, and was about to jump down from the Martial Stage to leave.
Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted:
âThe boyfriend of Li Ziqi has arrived!â
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PS: Begging for monthly and recommendation tickets!