Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 37 You Are Not His Father, I Am
Zhang Dahai's almost roaring voice echoed among the teaching buildings.

Lin Mo thought to himself that something was wrong and started moving subconsciously.

The direction of the sound was the arena that the school had set up outside the training room, and he walked towards that direction quickly.

Sure enough, after quickly turning around two teaching buildings, he saw a familiar scene in a familiar place.

There were many students watching near the ring, and all the people on the ring were his classmates.

Ye Chen was standing on the stage, looking down at Zhang Dahai lying on the ground, and said coldly: "Not convinced? Then I will beat you until you submit!"

Zhang Dahai's face was swollen like a pig's head, and several male classmates around him also had some injuries on their faces.

However, their expressions seemed a little timid, and their bodies were leaning back to the edge of the ring. Only Zhang Dahai raised his head and said:
"You can beat me to death, but I won't obey you. Damn you, you are a fairy. You are a bully. You are a bastard. You are too lazy to burn snails. You are a thief. You are wasting my life..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he started to sing Nishikawa's single rhyme skr~!

Ye Chen on the other side was so angry that his face turned green, but he didn't know how to retort.

He is not a native of Xichuan, but moved to Xichuan with his parents and then entered Nanshan No. 4 Middle School as a transfer student.

After living in Xichuan for three years, no matter how dumb he was, he could understand Zhang Dahai's strange words, and his face became more and more blue.

Lin Mo was a little angry at first, but after hearing the beautiful Xichuan words, his anger disappeared in an instant.

After taking a look at Zhang Dahai's injuries, I can only say that this little mouth was not beaten in vain.

But Ye Chen is too narrow-minded.

Let’s not talk about bastards like Zhang Dahai. His mouth is like a cesspool and it’s hard for people not to want to beat him up.

But the other male classmates were obviously targeting her intentionally, because these people looked very familiar. They were the "partners" who copied books in Lao Li's office some time ago.

When Ye Chen said the line “Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west”, everyone couldn't help but wonder, this guy actually holds a grudge until now.

Ye Chen frowned and said coldly: "You asked for this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward, clenched his fist, and punched Zhang Dahai hard.

Something is wrong!
Lin Mo thought to himself that something was wrong and his body moved subconsciously.

Kuixing Post, one of the twelve steps - Kuishou stepping.

His movements were like flowing clouds. In an instant, he rushed in front of Zhang Dahai and stretched out his hand to block Ye Chen's fist.

"Snapped!"

Lin Mo used his palm to meet Ye Chen's fist, and took Ye Chen's angry attack head-on. He immediately took a step back, and the blood in his body surged.

"Hmm~!"

He subconsciously covered his chest and couldn't breathe.

This guy was so angry that he obviously couldn't control his strength.

He is at the 7th level of Qi training, while Zhang Dahai is only at the 2nd level. The physical fitness of the two is very different and they are not on the same level at all.

Even if Zhang Dahai didn't suffer a concussion from this punch, he would have broken several ribs. If the punch had been a little more off, the consequences would have been even more disastrous.

Why should it come to this between classmates?
Lin Mo raised his head and looked at Ye Chen, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Ye Chen's face was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a hint of surprise, as if he was wondering how Lin Mo could take his punch.

Even though no techniques or spells were used and it was just an ordinary punch, the difference between the two was so huge that the opponent should not have reacted so slightly.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "You can actually take it..."

"What's wrong with your brain?"

Before he could finish, Lin Mo interrupted him and said unhappily, "Do you know that with this punch, he might not even be able to take the college entrance examination!"

Ye Chen snorted coldly and said nonchalantly: "Our cultivation is to fight against heaven and people..." "Fight for a market, he is not a candidate for the immortal exam!"

Lin Mo interrupted again, this buddy is having another attack.

Besides, even if you want to teach Zhang Dahai a lesson, it shouldn’t be you who does it!
You are not his father, I am... he complained in his heart.

Ye Chen frowned, and seemed to realize that his theory could not be applied to Zhang Dahai, so he simply didn't bother to explain:
"If you want to help him, just come along. I will beat as many of you as you can today."

"If you lose, kneel down and kowtow. Take this as a lesson so you can behave yourself when you enter society!"

These words were quite domineering, and many onlookers cheered.

"Brother Ye is so handsome, you are indeed the son of destiny!"

"Mighty and domineering! Brother Ye, so fierce!!"

"The guy on the other side, don't be scared! Come on together!"

"Haha, ask him if he dares to move? Don't let him wet his pants."

"Forget it, I'll just kowtow once. It's not embarrassing. Haha."

"..."

Such a familiar scene... Lin Mo was once one of the spectators under the ring.

I just never thought that one day I would be here and be treated as a "joke" by this group of spectators who like to watch the fun, just like Zhu Hongyuan did back then.

But there seemed to be some bitches among the audience who were deliberately fanning the flames, as if they had recognized his handsome face.

Lin Mo sighed helplessly in his heart. It turned out that being too handsome would easily attract jealousy.

That being the case...

He raised his head and looked at Ye Chen opposite him, chuckling: "Oh, do I need a group of people to beat you? One person is enough!"

Zhang Dahai, who had just stood up behind him, pulled his sleeves and said, "Mozi, aren't there too few people here? I'm already disabled, and I guess I can't be of any use..."

At this point, he looked at his teammates who had been acting like "cowards" and glared at them in dismay. He lowered his voice and said:
"How about we just count it..."

After saying that, his face turned red again, and he said, "No, you go. At most, I'll take a few more hits from him and stay in the hospital for a few days. But you'll have to take the immortal exam soon, so you can't..."

"It's nothing. Stay away."

Lin Mo waved his hand impatiently, motioning him to move aside.

Ye Chen on the opposite side looked at him with a trace of disdain on his face:
"You want to fight me in a one-on-one duel? With just you? I advise you to call a few more people, so that others won't accuse me of bullying the weak."

Aren't you bullying the weak now?

Lin Mo laughed inwardly. The difference in their cultivation levels was so huge that even if they were combined, they would not be able to defeat Ye Chen.

But since you like playing the "protagonist" so much, then I will cooperate with you to play the "little villain" well.

Lin Mo raised his head, put his hands on his waist, and said, "Wait for me, I'll call someone!"

After that, he took out a brainwave from his pocket and sent a message.

Ye Chen showed an expression of "as expected", then sneered: "Okay, then I'll wait for you to call someone."

But just after he finished speaking, he added: "But this is a school, so the contestants in the arena can only be students."

You are quite steady... Lin Mo complained in his heart, then looked at him with a smile:
"Don't worry, it's from our school, and I guarantee that only one person will go."

Seeing his confident look, Ye Chen frowned in confusion, and then his heart tightened as if he suddenly remembered something.

It should be...impossible, right?
About a few minutes later, just as more and more spectators gathered and were becoming more and more impatient, a bright red color suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, attracting everyone's attention.

(End of this chapter)