"It's over," Zhou Hong chuckled, carrying his girlfriend out of town felt a bit like being a scumbag.
"Mm, then let's focus on classes. We'll have lunch together," Qiao Xiaoyu turned back to her seat.
"Zhou Hong, what exactly did you do secretly running off to Kyoto? You didn't happen to have someone waiting for you there, did you?" Liu Hua asked in a low voice.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't," Zhou Hong shot Liu Hua a glare.
"Hehe!" Liu Hua wisely shut his mouth.
Soon, it was the fourth class of the morning.
Outside Zhou Hong's classroom, a young man was already waiting again. It was none other than Qian Jie, the fourth genius of the Martial Cultivation Academy, seemingly waiting to have lunch with his fiancée, Qin Mengxue.
"Zhou Hong, when you weren't here yesterday, Qian Jie kept showing off his strength in front of Qiao Xiaoyu and Qin Mengxue. I feel like this kid isn't honest," Liu Hua whispered to Zhou Hong.
Zhou Hong frowned slightly, glanced at Qian Jie waiting by the classroom door, and asked, "How is he not honest?"
"In short, the way he looks at Qiao Xiaoyu is not right. Especially yesterday, he kept talking about his strength in front of Qiao Xiaoyu, implying that his power is immense and you're on a completely different level. He seems to deliberately want Qiao Xiaoyu to notice this about him and admire him. To put it bluntly, I feel like Qian Jie is like someone who has a full plate but is eyeing the pot."
"Is that so? Then let's see today. If he still dares to keep showing off his strength in front of Qiao Xiaoyu, I won't be polite," Zhou Hong snorted slightly. Previously, to avoid media attention, Zhou Hong had deliberately pretended not to be able to block his move. If this kid really was greedy for more, then Zhou Hong would have to apologize.
"Ring ring ring!" The bell for the end of the fourth class rang.
The students in the classroom filed out, heading to the cafeteria for lunch in twos and threes.
"Zhou Hong, let's go, let's go eat," Qiao Xiaoyu walked over and took Zhou Hong's arm.
Zhou Hong and Qiao Xiaoyu walked out of the classroom arm in arm.
"Yo, Zhou Hong, you've come to class? I heard you were in seclusion at home the day before yesterday and yesterday. How was your seclusion? You must have broken through several realms by now." After leaving the classroom, Qian Jie greeted Zhou Hong, but his tone was sarcastic. Especially the part about breaking through several realms, it sounded particularly grating.
"Yes, for a day and a night, I've broken through several realms," Zhou Hong nodded directly.
"Hahaha, so that means I'm no match for you at all. You couldn't even block one of my moves before. Now I should be the one who can't block one of your moves, right?" Qian Jie laughed heartily. He obviously didn't believe Zhou Hong's words. Breaking through realms wasn't that easy. He thought Zhou Hong was deliberately provoking him.
"Xiaoyu, I'll go eat with you," Qin Mengxue quickly came up and took Qiao Xiaoyu's hand.
Qian Jie, seeing that Qin Mengxue was unwilling to eat with him alone, felt a bit dejected. He had been Qin Mengxue's fiancé for several days, but Qin Mengxue had never accepted him. She wouldn't even let him hold her hand, let alone go out for a meal alone.
Qian Jie felt a surge of anger. He really wanted to just take her by force. Helplessly, Qian Jie had no choice but to go to the cafeteria with the three of them.
Soon, they arrived at the cafeteria.
Qian Jie shamelessly sat next to Qin Mengxue again.
And so, the four of them sat at the same table for dinner.
"Zhou Hong, I'll give you some special training at noon," Qian Jie said to Zhou Hong not long after they sat down.
"Special training? What do you mean?"
"It means, I know how to guide you and help you improve your strength. The Provincial College Martial Cultivation Competition is coming up soon," Qian Jie said while eating, constantly glancing at Qiao Xiaoyu out of the corner of his eye, trying to gauge her reaction.
"No need," Zhou Hong snorted slightly. His anger rose, and he wasn't afraid of speaking too boldly. Guiding him? How laughable.
"What are you afraid of? Xiaoyu and Mengxue are close friends, like sisters. In the future, we'll even be considered somewhat related. Your strength is no match for me. During your free time, let me guide you a bit. Don't you agree, Xiaoyu?" Qian Jie asked Qiao Xiaoyu with a smile.
Qiao Xiaoyu didn't say anything. These past two days, Qian Jie kept bringing up strength and always comparing Zhou Hong to himself. She didn't know what he was trying to achieve.
"Zhou Hong, you've been self-taught and self-practiced until now. I've been at the Martial Cultivation Academy and received systematic training, so it's understandable that you can't block one of my moves. After we finish eating, we'll go to the training ground. Xiaoyu and Mengxue can watch from the side, and we'll spar. Only then will your strength improve," Qian Jie said kindly again.
Zhou Hong finally lost his patience. He put down his chopsticks on the table and said coldly, "Qian Jie, no one thinks you're mute if you don't speak."
Qian Jie, seeing Zhou Hong dare to speak to him like this, became a little annoyed.
"Zhou Hong, I'm offering you my good intentions, wanting to guide you during our lunch break. How can you be so ungrateful and heartless? What do you mean?"
"Qian Jie, don't think I don't know. These past few days, you've been constantly glancing at Xiaoyu, and yesterday when I wasn't here, you kept mentioning your strength in front of Xiaoyu. Do you think I don't know your little schemes? You just want Xiaoyu to admire you, and then see if you have a chance to make me a cuckold, isn't that right?"
Qian Jie was stunned. He hadn't expected Zhou Hong to know his inner thoughts.
"Zhou Hong, don't spew nonsense. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite. You can't even block one of my moves, so you'd better watch your words," Qian Jie threatened.
"Hmph, it seems if I don't show you something, you really think I'm a sick cat." Zhou Hong finished speaking, stood up, and said to Qian Jie, "Qian Jie, I originally didn't want to bother with a petty person like you, but you're too self-important. Today, I will cripple your 'eggs' as punishment."
"Hahaha, what a huge joke. You don't really think that after being in seclusion for a day and a half, you're my opponent, do you?" Qian Jie laughed dismissively.
The people in the cafeteria all turned to look.
"Zhou Hong, stop messing around. You're no match for him." Qiao Xiaoyu quickly tugged at Zhou Hong's hand, signaling him to sit down.
"Xiaoyu, to be honest, I deliberately lost to him that day. Otherwise, for this little punk, it would be a miracle if he could block even one of my punches."
"What." Qiao Xiaoyu and Qin Mengxue were both shocked, doubting if Zhou Hong was telling the truth.
"Zhou Hong, stop talking nonsense. If that's the case, fine. I'd like to see if you can really block one of my moves." Qian Jie immediately jumped out, using his previous ultimate move, Invincible Little Whirlwind, and attacked Zhou Hong.
"Bang!" This time, Zhou Hong didn't hold back at all. He directly unleashed a flying kick, striking Qian Jie's lower abdomen.
"Crack." It sounded like the cracking of eggshells.
"Ah." Qian Jie instantly fell to the ground, clutching his lower abdomen, and let out a pig-like scream.
Qin Mengxue and Qiao Xiaoyu both shivered when they saw Qian Jie on the ground, clutching his "eggs" and screaming. They seemed to have heard a sound like cracking eggshells when Zhou Hong delivered that flying kick, which showed how powerful it was.