After dealing with those three, Su Yang walked over and helped Hu Xiexie up, leading Zhao Jun and others, they strutted out of the gymnasium.
Many people were present, all followers of these three dandies from Capital City. Yet, from beginning to end, not a single one dared step forward to intervene.
After all, with the three masters defeated, what could the others possibly dare to do?
It was only after watching Su Yang walk far away that these people hurriedly ran down to help the three on the ground get up.
But their injuries were not light. Naturally, when they were helped up, their wounds were touched directly.
"Ouch, damn it, it hurts like hell!" Young Master Ding cursed angrily, "Let go of , quickly!"
The lackey behind him hastily let go, and Young Master Ding imdiately fell to the ground, his broken leg hitting the floor, causing him so much pain he almost fainted.
Seeing such a scene, others were even more afraid to touch them, and could only watch helplessly as the three howled in pain on the ground.
"Oh, my god..." Zheng Buliang scread a few tis, summoning all his strength to curse, "You bunch of idiots, are you sick in the head? Call an ambulance quickly, what are you freezing there for?"
Only then did everyone snap out of it and hurriedly took out their phones to call for an ambulance. However, this incident was certainly going to spread around the school.
...
Supporting Hu Xiexie, Su Yang and Zhao Jun’s group went straight back to their dormitory.
On the way, Little Dog had already run off without a trace, its whereabouts unknown. Su Yang didn’t pay it any mind, as the shalessness of this little dog was not unlike those two old fools; it probably wouldn’t suffer much.
Back at the dormitory, Su Yang first gave Hu Xiexie a Spiritual dicine pill. Then he began to treat Zhao Jun and the others.
Zhao Jun and his group had only suffered superficial injuries, which Su Yang could handle easily.
Among them, the most surprising to Su Yang was Hei Ma. This guy actually had quite a sense of loyalty, having gone with Zhao Jun’s group and also getting beaten up by Young Master Ding’s people.
"Brother Yang, do you really know Martial Arts?" Hei Ma asked curiously after he had his wounds bandaged, "Those three guys had decent Martial Arts skills. You defeated them all by yourself, so your Martial Arts must be pretty good too, right?"
"Of course!" Zhao Jun replied imdiately, "All of my Martial Arts skills were taught by Brother Yang. How could his skills be lacking?"
Hei Ma looked at Zhao Jun, then at Su Yang, and finally waved his hand dismissively, "Forget it, I didn’t say anything!"
"What the hell do you an?" Zhao Jun’s eyes imdiately widened in anger.
Laughter erupted from the others nearby, even though they were all injured. This battle, however, had brought them closer together as friends.
Su Yang also smiled and waved his hand lightly, "You guys go out for a bit, I have sothing to say to Xiexie."
"Alright!" Everyone left with good understanding, for sticking around now would be like a crowd of light bulbs. Beauty Hu was injured, and it was the perfect ti for Su Yang to offer her so comfort – who would want to stay and ruin the mood?
Su Yang certainly knew what the others were thinking, but he paid it no heed. Once they had left, he closed the door and looked at Hu Xiexie, whose complexion had regained its rosiness. He frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Xiexie, what exactly are you doing here at Qinghe Academy?"
Hu Xiexie hung her head in silence, a somber expression on her face.
"I know you have so big secrets you don’t want anyone to know about!" Su Yang whispered, "But we’re good friends. You’ve said before that my problems are your problems. Likewise, your problems are my problems too. Whatever you want to do, I can help you!"
Hu Xiexie raised her head to look at Su Yang, disappointnt lingering in her eyes. Actually, she really wanted to ask Su Yang, are we really just good friends?
However, in the end, she didn’t voice this thought, unable to express it.
Seeing that Hu Xiexie remained silent, Su Yang sighed and whispered, "Xiexie, I don’t know what you want to do. But no matter what it is, I will help you with all my might. Moreover, I hope that when you encounter such situations in the future, you won’t try to tough it out alone. You’re talented, and your abilities aren’t bad either. But among those in the advanced class, not a single one is weak; you can’t underestimate them!"
After staring at Su Yang for a while, Hu Xiexie finally spoke up, "Su Yang, do you... do you understand the people in the advanced class?"
"I’ve done so research before." Su Yang looked at Hu Xiexie, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to join the advanced class?"
Hu Xiexie fell silent again for a while before speaking softly, "I... I want to be in the top ten of the advanced class!"
"Hm?" Su Yang paused in surprise. What did this an?
"I... I..." Hu Xiexie’s voice choked up, and tears finally began to spill from her eyes. In that mont, she seed like a helpless little girl, stirring a sense of pity in others.
"The top ten of the advanced class!?" Su Yang took a deep breath and whispered, "That’s not an easy task. You must have seen the list of the advanced class. So of them are very strong. With your current situation, it might be tough even to make it into the top hundred!"
Hu Xiexie’s face instantly went pale as she bit her lower lip fiercely, as if trying to prevent herself from feeling sad. Yet, she still couldn’t stop her tears from flowing.
"What exactly happened?" Su Yang asked softly. "Actually, you’ve not practiced the Guang Han Technique for very long, so your progress can’t compare to these people. Just keep practicing, and in a few years, you could completely surpass them!"
"There’s... there’s no ti..." Hu Xiexie sobbed.
"No ti?" Su Yang was astonished, "What do you an there’s no ti?"
Hu Xiexie sighed and spoke softly, "In a few more years, I will no longer be eligible to enroll at Qinghe Academy."
Su Yang frowned; he rembered that there was an age restriction for entering Qinghe Academy. In a few years, Hu Xiexie indeed wouldn’t be able to enroll there anymore.
"Do you... do you have to be in the top ten of the advanced class this ti?" Su Yang asked.
With a sorrowful face, Hu Xiexie nodded slowly, her determination quite firm.
Su Yang took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay, then I will help you!"
"You... you will help ?" Hu Xiexie was astonished. How could Su Yang help with sothing like this? Could he possibly increase her strength significantly in a short period? But that was simply impossible!
"Making it to the top ten of the advanced class isn’t hard!" Su Yang said coldly. "If there are less than ten people left in the advanced class, then those remaining will be the top ten!"
"Ah?" Hu Xiexie’s eyes widened in shock. Was Su Yang planning to forcibly elevate her into the top ten of the advanced class?
But had Su Yang considered that by doing this, how many people he would have to drive out of the advanced class? Likewise, by doing this, how many enemies would he be making for himself?
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