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at the same time.

Upstairs corridor.

Hearing the commotion, many students in the elite class curiously gathered in the corridor to watch the excitement from above.

Among them were Wu Yong's elder brother, Wu Gang, and Gao Caisheng, the class monitor of the elite class.

Wu Gang had a head of neat short hair, and his body was covered in bulging muscles. His powerful aura as a first-rank, third-star warrior exuded a sense of oppression.

He crossed his arms, stared at Jiang Feng who was surrounded, and sneered coldly, "This brat who dared to injure my brother Wu Gang is dead today!"

"I refuse to believe the school would actually dare to protect a good-for-nothing!"

Behind him, several students who usually hung out with Wu Gang also started laughing, their tone full of contempt and disdain.

"Brother Gang, I heard that guy named Jiang Feng is Shen Xiaohua's brother, right?"

"School beauty Shen has a brother? How come I've never heard of him?"

"Hey, he's just a good-for-nothing from Class 4. He used to be known throughout school as a quiet, unassuming guy, you couldn't get a word out of him. I don't know what got into him yesterday, he suddenly started acting like a madman!"

"Hahaha! You guys don't understand, do you? The more pathetic and honest a person is at the bottom of society, the less you should bully them! Their minds are twisted, and once they lose their temper and explode, it can be terrifying!"

"That's because Wu Yong is such a waste. He can't even beat a kid with only 6.1 health points. What a disgrace!"

"Qi and Blood Value 6.1? Holy crap, Shen, the school beauty, is such a genius, how come her brother is so trash?!"

"Otherwise, why do you think he'd stay in Class Four?"

Hearing the commotion behind him, Wu Gang looked down at his parents, who were throwing a tantrum, and the martial artists from his family's martial arts school, but he had no intention of going forward to stop them.

In the world of martial arts, strength reigns supreme!

His younger brother Wu Yong got his head slapped by a useless person with a Qi and Blood 6.1. It was because he was inferior in skill and deserved to be beaten!

Therefore, Wu Gang, confident in his status, did not go directly to settle accounts with Jiang Feng at that time.

But it's only natural that the parents brought people to avenge their younger brother!

Otherwise, the nobodies and scoundrels in Linchuan City would really think that the Wu family is a bunch of pushovers who can be bullied at will!

Wu Gang turned his head slightly and glanced at Shen Weilan, who was also rushing over, a lewd glint in his eyes.

He has liked Shen Weilan for a long time.

Those long, slender legs, that aloof and abstinent face, that full breasts—everything about them was stirring his senses!

Unfortunately, Shen Weilan was just too aloof.

Even when facing an elite of the first rank and three stars like him, they never showed any disrespect.

"You arrogant, stinking bitch!"

"Stop pretending to be so pure and innocent!"

"You can't even afford a bottle of the worst blood-nourishing potion. If you follow me, you'll just be my plaything for the rest of your life!"

Wu Gang cursed under his breath.

He knew very well that Shen Weilan's understanding of martial arts was actually superior to his.

However, due to the lack of background and expensive qi and blood medicine, he is still stuck at the threshold of becoming a quasi-martial artist.

Wu Gang, relying on the mountain of resources accumulated by his family, had long since broken through to the first rank and become a first-rank Blood Condensation Realm martial artist!

As for that good-for-nothing named Jiang Feng?

He's just a low-level piece of trash with a Qi and Blood value of 6.1.

Her younger brother was injured simply because she was caught off guard and ambushed.

Today, as soon as one of his own thugs makes a move, he will instantly reveal his true colors and beg for mercy on his knees!

at this time.

Shen Weilan was gripping the corridor railing tightly, anxiously watching her brother standing next to the principal.

Beside her, the class monitor, Gao Caisheng, followed her like a piece of chewing gum that she couldn't shake off.

"Wei Lan, don't worry."

"The school administration certainly won't just stand by and watch them cause trouble..."

The high-achieving student wore gold-rimmed glasses, had slicked-back hair, and spoke in a soft, slightly feminine voice.

"If a fight breaks out and things get out of control, I will protect you immediately."

This sounds noble, but upon closer inspection, it is utterly disgusting.

He kept saying he was protecting Shen Weilan, but he didn't say a word about whether Jiang Feng was alive or dead!

In his opinion, what did Jiang Feng's life or death have to do with him?

He couldn't wait for Shen Weilan's useless brother to be crippled.

Shen Weilan turned her head, her cold eyes filled with disgust, and she lowered her voice to scold:

"brilliant student!"

"Get out of here! Stay away from me!"

She was absolutely fed up with this man!

It buzzes in my ear every day like a fly.

Not only does she look effeminate, but she also speaks in a effeminate manner!

When something goes wrong, they just hide in the background and pretend to be a good person.

Anyone who didn't know better would think this guy was her best friend!

The smile on Gao Caisheng's face instantly froze when Shen Weilan publicly and mercilessly told him to get lost.

He was, after all, the class monitor of the elite class, came from a wealthy family, and was usually pursued by many girls.

Only Shen Weilan was completely impolite to him!

But this only fueled his twisted desire for conquest.

"You wretched woman, one day I'll win you over, I'll toy with you ruthlessly in bed, and once you can't live without me, I'll discard you like trash!"

at the same time.

The situation downstairs has become extremely tense.

Wu Jinpang, the father of Wu, whose face was full of scars, immediately noticed Jiang Feng standing next to the principal.

"That's him!"

"This little brat, born of a mother but uneducated, dared to hit my son with a chair!"

Standing to the side was Li Jinhua, who was also an obese, shrew with a fierce face.

With her hands on her hips, her lips painted with bright red lipstick, she pointed at Jiang Feng and began to hurl a shrewish insult:

"You bastard! My Wu Yong wouldn't even step on an ant normally, did he offend you?!"

"You hit him so hard! You gave him a severe concussion, and he's still in the intensive care unit!"

"Let me tell you! Today, either you'll be beaten half to death by our men, or you'll obediently pay me back!"

"Medical expenses and compensation for emotional distress must add up to at least one million! Not a penny less!"

Seemingly feeling that one million wasn't enough, her eyes darted around, and she immediately started arguing again: "No! What if my son suffers some kind of aftereffect and becomes paralyzed? He'll need someone to take care of him for the rest of his life!"

"Your family will have to pay an additional 200,000 yuan per month in nursing care fees!"

This family has taken shamelessness to the extreme.

Behind them, four martial arts thugs dressed in black training uniforms cracked their necks as they stared coldly at Jiang Feng.

They will take action as soon as Wu Jinpang gives the word!

Just as tensions were about to rise...

A tall, imposing figure dressed in a blue martial arts uniform rushed over from the periphery of the crowd.

The man was around forty years old, 1.8 meters tall, and exuded the natural air of a master with his powerful stride.

He walked straight through the encirclement and went to Principal Gao Ping's side.

When Gao Ping saw that his friend had finally arrived, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Jiang Feng, this is my best buddy from college, the one who slept in the bunk bed with me."

"Li Qingshan, a current top-level instructor in the Practical Combat Department of Linchuan Martial Arts University."

He turned his head and introduced him to Jiang Feng personally.

"Hello, Teacher Li."

Jiang Feng nodded slightly and greeted him politely.

Li Qingshan turned his head, his sharp, hawk-like eyes scrutinizing Jiang Feng from head to toe.

After only a few glances, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

really!

Lao Gao wasn't bragging on the phone.

This is absolutely a rare and exquisite gem!

Having taught at Wuhan University in Linchuan for so many years, I have seen countless so-called geniuses.

But the boy before them breathed deeply and slowly, like a tortoise, his inner energy and blood contained yet like a dormant volcano, standing there like a deadly sword hidden in its sheath.

This terrifying control over blood and qi is far beyond what those greenhouse flowers cultivated with medicine can achieve!