He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

The students watching from the street corner began to whisper among themselves.

Yang Guang stood still, stuck out his little finger to pick at his ear, and then blew hard at it.

He then shook his hand impatiently.

They completely ignored Wang Hao's impassioned roar of the dragon.

Yang Guang walked over Wang Hao's shoulder and waved enthusiastically to the white-dressed female ghost hanging on Wang Hao's back.

"Come on, sis!"

"Why are you standing so far away?"

"Don't you find it too flashy to be hanging on that kid like that?"

"Come on, let's talk about this more closely. Let me read your palm and we can discuss the VIP package for reincarnation."

The words fell.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Wang Hao stood frozen in place.

Little sister?

Who is this idiot calling "little sister"?

There isn't even a female dog here, except for this group of grown men!

The blond-haired thug standing next to Wang Hao leaned forward.

The red-haired thug pointed at Yang Guang and shouted, "Brother Hao, this kid's gone mad!"

"He actually called you 'little sister' in front of so many of his brothers!"

The red-haired guy got angrier and angrier, loudly translating, "He also said you smelled too strong and wanted to take you to have your palm read!"

"This bastard not only insulted your gender, he also tried to harass you!"

He's treating you like a woman!

"Brother Hao, should we go for it?"

Upon hearing this top-notch comprehension, the group of blond-haired guys next to him immediately rolled up their sleeves.

The students watching gasped in shock.

Awesome.

Publicly flirting with the rich second-generation class monitor, this move is absolutely outrageous.

Wang Hao's face twitched violently, turning red all the way from his neck to his forehead.

I have never been insulted so outrageously in my life!

"Yang Guang!"

A bloodcurdling roar escaped Wang Hao's throat: "You're asking for it!"

"Then don't blame me!"

Wang Hao gripped the baseball bat tightly with both hands.

He used his legs to propel himself forward and sprinted towards Yang Guang across the road.

Extremely fast.

A distance of ten meters or so can be covered in the blink of an eye.

The white-skirted female ghost was staring at Yang Guang with her lifeless white eyes.

Forced to cling to Wang Hao's back as he charged forward, the female ghost's disheveled head bobbed up and down with his movements.

Wang Hao rushed in front of Yang Guang, jumped up, and used his waist to push off!

He raised the baseball bat high and brought it down with all his might, aiming for Yang Guang's forehead.

If that hit hard, it would definitely cause a severe concussion and skull fracture.

The red-haired thug shouted loudly from behind, "Kill this penniless bastard!"

The female student hiding in the corner covered her face with her hands and let out a scream.

I couldn't bear to watch the bloody scene that followed.

Yang Guang stood still, his hands still in his faded trouser pockets, not moving an inch as the baseball bat came crashing down on him.

"Get out of here."

"Who would want to talk to you?"

Yang Guang muttered something and suddenly raised his right leg without any extra movement.

A straight push-off.

It moved so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the air.

They came later but arrived first.

"Bang!"

A muffled, deafening explosion rang out in the old street.

The old canvas shoe sole, size 42, imprinted itself firmly on Wang Hao's face, which was contorted with rage, with an extremely powerful force.

The pattern on the sole of the shoe collided with Wang Hao's facial features at an extremely close distance.

Wang Hao was in mid-air, with the baseball bat in his hand just ten centimeters away from Yang Guang's forehead.

Time stood still in that second.

Followed by.

Wang Hao was sent flying backward at twice the speed he had when he charged at him.

His body traced a long arc in mid-air, crossed the center line of the road, and crashed heavily onto the concrete ground five meters away.

"Clang!"

The baseball bat flew out of his hand, hit a nearby trash can, and bounced to the ground.

Wang Hao's enormous body rolled on the ground three times in a row.

Finally, he lay motionless on the ground.

The white-dressed female ghost hanging on his back was too confused to react, so she stood blankly in front of Yang Guang, her mind full of question marks.

What are you doing?

Is it that fast?

If you're going to kick me, at least give me a heads-up!

The onlookers remained completely silent.

The red-haired henchman froze, his fist raised in mid-air in anticipation of cheers, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a fist.

The remaining few blond-haired boys stood rooted to the spot, while dozens of students hiding in the street corner gasped in unison.

Shock!

What kind of humanoid monster is this?

One kick!

He only used one kick!

Just like that, a 150-pound, fully-fledged person who was charging at high speed was kicked five meters away.

Even movie productions wouldn't dare to go this far!

Yang Guang slowly withdrew his right leg, wiped the dust off his shoe on the asphalt, and grinned at the female ghost in front of him, saying, "Hey sis, wanna chat?"

far away.

Wang Hao lay on the ground, his body convulsing violently twice.

He struggled to support himself on the ground with his hands, rolled over, and sat up, his mind buzzing.

The whole world was spinning.

He reached out and touched his face; his hand was covered in warm blood.

Two streams of bright red blood were gushing out of his nasal cavity, dripping onto his expensive trendy jacket and staining large areas of the fabric red.

A sharp, excruciating pain shot through my nasal bridge.

The most alarming thing was that a gray-black canvas shoe sole imprint was clearly visible on his entire face.

The texture is clearly visible.

Even the worn-out gap on the sole is perfectly replicated.

Excruciating pain and extreme humiliation surged into my heart at the same time.

Wang Hao completely broke down.

Large tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes, mixing with the blood from his nose and forming a mess.

"Yang Guang!"

Wang Hao sat on the ground, tilted his head back, and let out an extremely shrill, broken howl: "Fuck your grandpa!"

"You dare hit me!"

"My mom has never dared to slap me like that in my entire life!"

The blond-haired thugs were all dumbfounded, and none of them dared to go up and help Wang Hao.

You didn't come here to cause trouble, did you?

Why did you cry after being beaten?

However, Wang Hao was in a rather miserable state at this moment.

Not only was blood gushing from his nose, but there was also a size 42 footprint on his face.

The thief was in a sorry state.

As for them, they dared not lay a hand on Yang Guang.

This is no normal person who can beat this!

Its combat capabilities are far beyond what is expected.

Who would dare to go up there?

They did receive money from Wang Hao to support him, but that was all.

They are adept at bullying the weak.

But this kid named Yang Guang is obviously incredibly arrogant, so they lost their confidence.

At that moment, the female ghost's lifeless white eyes stared intently at Yang Guang in front of her, and she asked in astonishment, "You can see me?"

Her voice was ethereal.

And the kind of thing that makes people shudder just by hearing it.

But Yang Guang didn't care. After all, he was the last Celestial Master, and he had seen ghosts before.

Back when I was in the army, I met a few comrades who were very determined, and I even saw them off.

So he said confidently, "Absolutely!"

Done.

Yang Guang, like a salesman, approached her enthusiastically and said, "Hey beautiful ghost, do you want to check out the Rebirth Package?"