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Listening to Haitang's words, Ye Mingshang was at a loss for words for a long time. In that moment, he even felt an impulse to pull her into his arms, but he ultimately restrained himself and silently took out a bun from his bag, eating it in large bites. The bun was delicious, but it was filled with bitterness.
Ye Mingshang had no particular matters to attend to and completed his discharge procedures by noon, not going to school. He accompanied Haitang for an afternoon of wandering, parting ways only when the moon hung high in the sky. Since arriving in Nanjing until today, it had been half a month, yet it felt as if he had experienced many years. Besides being busy with subduing demons and monsters, he had also gone through emotions he had never felt in many years—friendship and exhausting love.
Those who merely had a crush on him could be disregarded, but two girls had fallen in love with him. Lin Qianqian was one, and Haitang was the other. Ye Mingshang was aware of their feelings but could not accept them. It wasn't that he was unmoved; rather, he couldn't allow himself to be moved. No matter what, he could not let go of the lovers from his past lives.
That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. It wasn't until dawn that Ye Mingshang wearily opened his eyes, the dark circles under them proving that he hadn't slept well the previous night. He shook his head, trying to throw off the worries swirling in his mind. After taking a cold shower to cool his thoughts, he finally went downstairs.
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and many people were still asleep as he walked alone through the empty campus. He occasionally looked up at the sky, then down at the ground, and sometimes glanced at the unchanging scenery of vegetation lining the road, lost in thought.
Unknowingly, he arrived at the classroom and sat there in a daze for a long time before realizing it was Sunday; yesterday had already passed into the week. Rubbing his head, his hair fell messily around him as he felt troubled inside while maintaining an expressionless face.
His gaze blankly stared at the ground as he walked aimlessly like a walking corpse. Before long, he found himself on the school playground; even when someone called out to him, he didn’t hear it as he continued walking slowly.
“Watch out!”
Suddenly, a tennis ball flew toward him; if it continued on its path, it would surely hit his head. However, just as the ball was less than ten centimeters away from him, his head instinctively tilted slightly to avoid it—just enough to dodge.
A young man in sportswear apologized to him, but Ye Mingshang did not respond. He picked up the tennis ball from the ground and glanced at it before looking back at the retreating black figure, momentarily lost in thought.
“Yuan Ye, hurry up and continue!”
“Oh! Coming.” Hearing his companion's call, Yuan Ye looked back at the distant figure before jogging back.
"Is it a coincidence?" The classmate who had called out to Ye Mingshang focused his gaze.
Ye Mingshang didn't know how long he had been walking or where he had gone, or what he had done. Until a figure stood in front of him, blocking his path. He wanted to dodge, but the person blocked him again, prompting him to lift his head.
A tall man in a tight-fitting outfit stood before him. The man was very tall, about six feet three inches, and although he wasn't overly muscular, his physique was well-proportioned. Because of the tight clothing, it was easy to see his lean yet strong muscles.
"Is there something you need?" Ye Mingshang said calmly.
"I heard from Xu Sheng that you're quite good at fighting. I want to challenge you," the tall man said excitedly.
"Not interested." Without wanting to look at him again, Ye Mingshang tried to walk around him.
The tall man smirked and stepped forward with long strides to block Ye Mingshang's path again.
"Move aside." His voice was calm, showing no signs of joy or sadness.
"As long as you can defeat me, I won't bother you anymore," the tall man grinned.
Ignoring him, Ye Mingshang slowly lifted his leg to go around. The tall man attempted to block him again, but when he stepped forward, the person was already gone. Turning around, he realized that Ye Mingshang had already passed him and walked a distance away.
"Huh? Was that an illusion?" The tall man was slightly taken aback but quickly chased after him.
"Hey! You can't just run away like that; we still need to have our match!" the tall man shouted as he took several big steps to catch up, reaching out with his large hand to grab Ye Mingshang's shoulder.
But just as the palm was about to make contact, it was unclear whether it was an illusion or something else; it felt as if there was a flash before his eyes, and the palm passed through Ye Mingshang's shoulder without any obstruction.
The tall guy was startled, rubbed his eyes, and stared wide-eyed at the slowly retreating Ye Mingshang. A few seconds later, he suddenly grinned, his gaze fixed intensely on Ye Mingshang, who was several dozen meters away.
"Xu Sheng wasn't lying to me; he really is a master. Don't run! I'm coming!" The last two sentences were shouted out as Giant took off running with his long legs.
As he caught up, there was no hint of underestimating the situation. He didn't care whether Ye Mingshang stopped or turned his back to him. He swung a fist the size of a bowl at Ye Mingshang's head, but just as the fist was about to make contact, Ye Mingshang tilted his head and dodged it.
"Is that so? Come again!" Giant felt a surge of excitement and attacked with even greater speed and force. Just like before, whenever he was close to hitting, the opponent would skillfully evade with a simple movement. Unwilling to give up, Giant increased both his speed and strength, but each of his attacks only struck air.
With someone constantly attacking from behind, Ye Mingshang seemed completely unaware, moving as if he had just woken from sleep. The attacks did not slow him down nor quicken his pace; he walked leisurely. Behind him, Big Guy followed closely with small hurried steps.
Left hook, right hook, left straight punch, right straight punch.
Each punch was executed with professionalism and precision, looking impressive. This strange scene quickly attracted many onlookers because they were aimlessly wandering around the campus, albeit slowly.
Many people who saw this odd pairing were curious enough to take a second glance, and some interested ones even began to follow along slowly.
"Hey! Look over there." Two people leaning against a tree pointed at the peculiar duo not far away.
"Isn't that Aki from the Boxing Club? Why is he always hitting that person in front?" A plain-looking young man clearly recognized Big Guy and curiously looked again.
"Did you notice? That person in front always manages to dodge Aki's punches!" His companion nudged him with an elbow.
"Really? How is that possible? Isn't Aki deliberately avoiding him?" Upon closer inspection, the young man was startled.
"Let's go take a look." His companion patted him on the shoulder and jogged a couple of steps to catch up.
Such scenes were happening in many places on campus, and the number of people following along was increasing. Many took out their phones to take pictures or record videos, all curious about this strange phenomenon. Some said Ye Mingshang was impressive, as if he had eyes growing on the back of his head, always managing to dodge. Others speculated that Aki was intentionally missing, while some suggested that the two had a secret signal and had planned how to hit and dodge. However, if it was indeed planned, their coordination was quite remarkable.
"Hey, is that Ye Mingshang from our class?" A short, chubby boy nudged the Tall and Slim Youth next to him.
"Wow? It really is! Who is that Giant? How dare he bully our classmate! Chubby, come with me!" The Tall and Slim Youth noticed Aki repeatedly throwing punches at Ye Mingshang. From a distance, he thought Aki was deliberately provoking him, while Ye Mingshang was too scared to fight back and could only walk away slowly.
Speaking of which, one cannot ignore favors. Just the day before, they had enjoyed a night of fun at Prosperous Dynasty, so how could they stand by while someone was being bullied?
The chubby boy quickly realized this and called over two friends to jog over as well.
"Giant, you stay right there!" shouted the Tall and Thin Youth.
However, Aki ignored him and continued swinging his fists. He had become fixated on one goal—hitting Ye Mingshang. He had thrown no less than five hundred punches along the way, each with all his strength, yet none landed. His focus had narrowed down to just Ye Mingshang, leaving no energy to think about anything else. Naturally, he didn't hear the shout from the Tall and Thin Youth.
"Damn it! Still pretending! Get him!" Feeling ignored, the Tall and Thin Youth got angry and charged in with his fists raised.
Just then, while continuously throwing punches, Aki suddenly sensed something on his side and instinctively threw a punch in that direction.
Bang!
With a single punch, Tall and Thin fell directly to the ground. His mind went blank for several seconds, and when he finally regained his senses, he felt a heavy ache in his head.
"Grandson! How dare you hurt my brother! I'll kill you!" The fat man saw that his buddy had been beaten and immediately became furious. He picked up a brick from somewhere and swung it at Aki's head. This blow was fueled by anger and had considerable force; if it connected, it could easily land Aki in the hospital.
Bang!
A dull sound echoed as Aki continued to chase after Ye Mingshang, swinging his fists as if nothing had happened. Meanwhile, the fat man stood there trembling, holding a small piece of the broken brick in his right hand, swallowing hard only after Aki had walked far away.
"Fat man? What's wrong? Are you dumb?!" Tall and Thin had also recovered and approached, holding his aching head. He frowned at the fat man, who looked dazed.
"One punch!"
"What?!"
"Just one punch! One punch shattered the brick!"
The fat man's earlier furious strike had been half a meter away from Aki, but Aki had turned around and shattered it with a single punch. His right hand was still numb from the impact. The two companions who were with him had initially planned to join in but were now frozen in place, stunned by Aki's ferocity.
"Who is that guy? Why is he so strong?!" Tall and Thin asked in surprise, frowning.
The fat man shook his head, but someone else answered their question: "You don't even know him? You guys are really low. That's Aki, the president of the boxing club. He's a great fighter; he even won championships in competitions before. Even professional fighters are no match for him."
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