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In less than two minutes, I had taken down all the students from the other school, and our classmates were all standing up.
“Damn it, weren’t you just enjoying yourself? Come on, hit me again and see what happens!”
“You bastard, I told you not to hit my face. But you kept swinging at me! If I don’t turn you into a pig's head today, I won’t be satisfied!”
“Holy crap!”
Our classmates rolled up their sleeves, cursing under their breath, and continued to punch and kick those students from the other school.
“Hey, big brother, I was wrong! Please spare me; I won’t dare again!”
“It hurts! Big Brother, let’s talk this out. Can we not hit the face?”
“Uh-huh~~ my eggs are crushed!”
This time, it was the students from the other school begging for mercy. However, since our classmates had just taken a beating themselves, there was no way they would stop. On the contrary, hearing their pleas only made them more excited and they hit harder.
Outside the Athletic Field, Cai Yanhui's expression was as dark as could be. He turned to Wang Ke and coldly said, “Wang Ke, we are guests here. Isn’t your student going a bit too far with this?”
Cai Yanhui’s self-righteous demeanor completely forgot his previous attitude.
Wang Ke shot him a disdainful glance and sarcastically replied, “Fat Cai, don’t worry. I’m not as despicable as you. My students are more sensible than yours! I’ll make them stop right now.”
With a smile on his face, Wang Ke stepped forward to have us cease our actions and praised us for our performance. Cai Yanhui then led his students away, limping and looking defeated as they left our school.
Wang Ke was pleased with my performance and didn’t forget his earlier promise that I wouldn’t have to attend his classes anymore.
Meanwhile, after leaving school, Chi Jun went to the hospital to treat his injuries before taking a taxi to a hotel.
This hotel was where Chi Jun and Luo Hailiang were temporarily staying. Chi Jun entered his room to find Luo Hailiang engrossed in cultivating with the Corpse Oil Lamp.
"I’m back." Chi Jun lay on the bed, feeling somewhat fatigued.
Luo Hailiang opened his eyes, stopping his meditation. He looked at the bandages wrapped around Chi Jun's shoulder, his expression changing slightly as he asked in confusion, "Jun, how did you get hurt? Did that Taoist hurt you?"
Chi Jun nodded, a faint smile appearing on his face as he replied, "I was too focused on that Taoist. I always thought I was invincible among my peers, but after facing him today, I realized how naive I was. There are many people in this world who are stronger than me. I need to continue my training."
Luo Hailiang furrowed his brow, a hint of unwillingness in his voice. "Jun, are we just going to let this go? That Taoist destroyed my soul fragment, and now he has injured you as well. I can't swallow this anger. If you don't want to take action, then let me handle it. As long as I devour everyone here and forge a Ghost Realm, I refuse to believe that Taoist can withstand so many people!"
A crazed glint flickered in Luo Hailiang's eyes as an intense Killing Intent unconsciously radiated from him.
Seeing Luo Hailiang like this, Chi Jun subtly shook his head. He formed a Spell with his right hand and pressed it against Luo Hailiang's forehead, suppressing the Killing Intent within him and calming him down.
After a moment, Chi Jun looked into Luo Hailiang's eyes with a serious expression and said, "Luo Hailiang, we had a good understanding before. This time, you will follow my command during the operation without any impulsive actions. If you refuse to listen to me, then we will go meet with the boss right now!"
Luo Hailiang awkwardly smiled and said, "Jun, don’t be angry. I was just influenced by the Corpse Oil Lamp while cultivating earlier. Don’t worry; I will definitely follow your lead."
Chi Jun nodded and glanced at the wound on his shoulder. "Luo Hailiang, I won’t keep you waiting long. Once my injury heals, we will go after that Taoist. For now, it's best if we keep a low profile."
The reason Chi Jun lost to me this time was largely due to not choosing the right moment to strike. If it had been nighttime and Chi Jun's strength hadn’t been suppressed, the outcome of our fight could have been very different.
Meanwhile, I treated my wounds in the school infirmary before returning to my dormitory to drink an Elixir of Immortality from the Nine-Dragon Cauldron.
I watched as my wounds healed at a visibly rapid pace until they were completely gone. Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I reflected on my earlier encounter with Chi Jun and began to feel puzzled.
"With Daoist Ghost Techniques appearing now, could it be that Chi Jun came from Baishan Village seeking revenge against me?" I furrowed my brow tightly as I instinctively speculated.
Daoist Ghost Techniques are also quite rare in the Yin-Yang Realm. Although my confrontation with Chi Jun was brief, I could still sense that he inherited authentic Daoist Ghost Techniques.
Chi Jun’s identity is similar to that of Exorcist Zhang Guanghua whom I encountered before; both belong to a rare breed of talent, which is why I made the connection to Baishan Village.
"No matter what background Chi Jun has, I need to make some preparations in advance; otherwise, if I really run into those people, it might be difficult to deal with." Though I couldn't be sure if my speculation was correct, there’s a saying about preparing for rain before it falls—some things are better prepared ahead of time.
I stroked my chin, lost in thought as I began to refine the plan in my mind. The most important thing now was to quickly enhance my abilities; only then could I protect myself properly.
As for those friends who were close to me, as long as they gathered in He Ying's shop, under the protection of Spirit Ghost Street's reputation, they wouldn't encounter major problems unless they ran into those who were fearless.
So, I took out my phone and called each of my close friends one by one, giving them a heads-up about the situation to prepare them mentally.
Time flew by, and by the time I had notified everyone, it was already eight in the evening.
Thanks to Wang Ke, who had arranged a week of sick leave for me, I didn't have to spar with the upperclassmen during this time. It felt like a rare break.
I stretched lazily, pulled off the bindings on my body, quickly took a shower, and then stepped out of the dormitory to grab a late-night snack.
"Dinglingling~~ Dinglingling~~"
At that moment, my phone rang from my pocket. I took it out and saw an unfamiliar number; it was a call coming from the United States.
Furrowing my brow, I answered the call and asked in broken English, "Hello, how are you?"
(End of Chapter)
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