As the na of Jiang Ning was announced, the previously chaotic classroom ca to a sudden halt, with sounds and ti frozen, and even the flowing air ceased.
All the students from the old class 8 had personally witnessed Jiang Ning teach Deng Xiang and his group a lesson. Many still couldn’t understand why he, being just a student, could be so fierce.
Later, at the sports eting, Jiang Ning broke records three tis and won the marathon championship. These achievents were built upon genuine strength, not re boasting.
However, Liu Chuandao, who joined as a second-year student, was unaware of Jiang Ning’s prowess. In his impression, Jiang Ning was just a handso guy with good relations with girls and slightly better grades.
Such a boy is popular in daily campus life, but in the world of fighting, he is easily defeated!
Bench pressing 140kg? What a joke, does fighting rely on sheer strength?
Liu Chuandao, a martial arts enthusiast, had studied National Martial Arts. He once kept an eye on a Tai Chi master who used Tai Chi push hands to easily defeat the European MMA champion!
No matter how strong Jiang Ning is, could he be stronger than the European MMA champion?
Standing in the classroom, Liu Chuandao glanced around, observing the students’ fearful expressions, and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
The forr ruler of this class, it was only Pang Jiao!
Once, he and Pang Jiao waged an earth-shattering battle, where people like Song Sheng could only flee in fear. In the end, Jiang Ning got lucky and saved so face.
Now, under his sches, Pang Jiao was burdened with a disciplinary action and was no threat.
He had stayed silent for too long, it was ti for this class to witness who the real master was!
With a cocky expression, Liu Chuandao spoke slowly:
"Jiang Ning? Hahahaha!"
"What does it matter to him if I fight in the classroom?"
"I can fight whoever I want!"
Jiang Yanan repeated: "If you ss with his desk, he definitely won’t be happy. If he gets upset, he might act again..."
Cui Yu encouraged: "Jiang Ning is really strong, he once..."
Before Cui Yu could finish, Liu Chuandao’s expression tightened, his eyes glead, and he declared boldly:
"Jiang Ning is a rookie! How can he compare with ? Among heroes, I’m the one and only!"
Cui Yu: ’Damn, you’re truly fearless!’
"Haha, dare to say that while he’s around?" Yu Wen stoked the tension.
Provoked by a female classmate, Liu Chuandao instantly got excited and glanced at Jiang Ning’s seat:
"You should be grateful, he’s not here now, maybe he got so kind of tip-off."
With that said, Liu Chuandao shifted his gaze back to Dan Kaiquan: "I’ll deal with you first, then get down to other matters."
Wang Longlong reprimanded sternly: "Fighting in front of the whole class, you’re really disregarding the class president!"
He took advantage of this opportunity to weaken Xin Youling’s already limited authority.
And Liu Chuandao took the bait, "You talk about the class president, I find it laughable."
He laughed two more tis, then his face turned serious again. He cracked his fingers, producing sharp sounds, showcasing his might, and shrugged his shoulders to loosen up for the upcoming action.
After a brief silence, the fight resud!
Chen Siyu, sitting in the front row, was ready to watch, her eyes unintentionally swept over Xue Yuantong and suddenly discovered that every ti a fight broke out in class, Tongtong was always asleep.
This wouldn’t do, how could she miss such an interesting event?
Thus, Chen Siyu patted Xue Yuantong to signal her to wake up and watch.
Feeling touched by sothing, Xue Yuantong groggily woke up, rubbed her eyes, and seeing the ss in the class, asked:
"Isn’t class starting yet?"
The question was just loud enough for Liu Chuandao to hear, and he imdiately laughed:
"I think you’re sleep confused!"
Liu Chuandao had no strong feelings about this girl who slept all the ti; he preferred pretty girls.
Called out, Xue Yuantong imdiately said nothing.
Chen Siyu explained to her: "Class has started, Liu Chuandao is about to fight Dan Kaiquan, but it hasn’t started yet."
Xue Yuantong asked: "When are they going to fight?"
Chen Siyu guessed: "Probably soon, so I asked you to get up."
Xue Yuantong politely replied: "Oh, oh, thank you, Siyu."
"No need to thank , just give your piece of pumpkin pie from the canteen tonight," Chen Siyu said.
Xue Yuantong declined: "No way."
Their conversation was entirely heard by Liu Chuandao, and the atmosphere he painstakingly created for the fight, the all-out battle to establish himself as the class’s master, the fearso clash shaking the whole class, seed laughable to them.
Liu Chuandao even thought the topic they discussed was akin to watching a performance, a complete disdain for him.
Unable to endure such mockery, Liu Chuandao turned around and shouted at the two:
"Show so respect!"
anwhile.
In the eting room of Building 4, a eting about class civility and conduct was underway, with dozens of class presidents from freshn to senior years gathered here, listening intently.
At the back, Xin Youling was in the eting room, concerned about her class:
’Will there be trouble in the class after I leave?’
Xin Youling was sowhat worried, despite her charming appearance underlined by the silkworm she had, radiating vulnerability.
Soon after, Xin Youling rembered the precautions she had set in place for the class. Despite that person having poor character, in terms of capability, he was flawless. The discerning Xin Youling believed he could surely manage well.
Back in class 8.
Zhang Chi was watching Liu Chuandao’s arrogant stance and discreetly took out his phone, looking at the call records and ssages sent to the horoom teacher, and chuckled sinisterly.
’Everything can be sold for wealth!’
Initially, Chen Siyu was excited to discuss with Xue Yuantong, but due to Liu Chuandao’s scolding, the two suddenly fell silent.
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