"I'm asking you, what do you want with me?" Zhou Hong's voice grew louder.
"Did you write a love letter to my girlfriend Guo Qingqing? The handwriting is almost identical to the one you wrote to someone else last time, and the content is an upgraded version," Zhu Qiang asked, suppressing his anger. Although he knew someone was instigating this, Zhou Hong's poor attitude left him with no choice but to respond in kind.
Zhou Hong finally remembered. It was Guo Qingqing's boyfriend.
"Such obvious provocation, and you can't see it? You still have the nerve to question me. If you think I wrote it, then just assume I did," Zhou Hong said irritably.
"Zhou Hong, don't be so arrogant. I didn't originally believe it was you, but if you continue to be this arrogant, I'll really assume it was you." Zhu Qiang also got angry. He had originally just wanted Zhou Hong to post something clarifying that his handwriting was imitated to provoke him and his girlfriend, giving his girlfriend some face. He never expected Zhou Hong to come out so aggressively.
"Heh, then let's say nothing more. Just assume it was me," Zhou Hong snorted coldly. He was a bit annoyed today, so he wasn't in a good mood with anyone.
"Zhou Hong, I advise you not to court death. I, Zhu Qiang, am the fifth-ranked genius in the Martial Cultivation Academy, at the fifteenth stage of the warrior realm. Do you really want to test my patience? I came here not to settle scores, but to ask you to post something saying someone imitated your handwriting to provoke a relationship between you and my girlfriend. What are you being so arrogant about, as if you're the victim?" Zhu Qiang was completely enraged. His voice was incredibly loud, immediately alerting people in several classrooms, who rushed out into the corridor.
Everyone was incredulous to see Zhu Qiang from the Martial Cultivation Academy.
"You want me to post something? Am I that bored?" Zhou Hong snorted. Although he didn't write the love letter, he had no mood to clarify just because someone asked him to.
"Are you going to post it or not?" Zhu Qiang pressed.
"Why should I post it? I already said to just assume it was me. Do what you want, quickly, don't be long-winded. Why make things so troublesome when it can be resolved the quickest way?"
"Fine, then don't blame me for being impolite." Zhu Qiang's face was filled with immense anger. He originally didn't want to have an unpleasant confrontation with Zhou Hong, as they were both on the genius list. But he never expected Zhou Hong to be so arrogant.
"Sweep the Army." The next second, Zhu Qiang swept his leg, his powerful foot wind causing the glass to rattle intensely.
However, Zhou Hong simply leaped, easily dodging the powerful kick.
Zhu Qiang was slightly taken aback and attacked Zhou Hong again with an even more cunning leg technique. Zhu Qiang's primary focus was on leg techniques, earning him the title "King of Legs" at the Martial Cultivation Academy, and a nickname, "Leg King Zhu."
"Buzz buzz buzz!" In an instant, Zhu Qiang unleashed several consecutive kicks towards Zhou Hong. Any one of these kicks, if it connected, would have been fatal or severely injurious.
"Alright, I'm tired of playing with you. Let's just say it. I am at the sixteenth stage of the warrior realm, one stage higher than you." Zhou Hong had no interest in dodging and weaving against such a weak opponent any longer.
The next second, Zhou Hong instantly grabbed Zhu Qiang's leg and threw him downwards. Zhu Qiang was immediately sent flying from the third-floor corridor to the ground below.
Given Zhu Qiang's strength, it was naturally impossible for him to be killed by the fall.
As expected, after landing, Zhu Qiang lay on the ground groaning in pain. While not dead, he was seriously injured.
Many students watching the scene were dumbfounded.
They had expected a fierce battle, but it ended in an instant.
Most importantly, Zhou Hong had just said he was revealing his true strength: the sixteenth stage of the warrior realm.
Everyone found it unbelievable. Yesterday he was at the thirteenth stage, as reported by the television. Today, he claimed to be at the sixteenth stage.
At this moment, Qiao Xiaoyu was also stunned.
Zhou Hong looked at everyone's shocked faces, feeling speechless. He had merely casually revealed a small part of his strength. If he were to reveal his true capabilities, everyone would be utterly bewildered.
"Zhou Hong, you haven't actually... reached the sixteenth stage of the warrior realm, have you?" Qiao Xiaoyu quickly stepped forward and asked.
"Mm," Zhou Hong nodded.
"Then why didn't you say so before?"
"Heh, I like to act cool, that's why I didn't say anything," Zhou Hong explained casually.
"I really don't know what to say about you." Qiao Xiaoyu gave him a playful glare, smiling like a blooming flower. Someone actually enjoyed acting cool.
All the students present were also speechless towards Zhou Hong. He had reached the sixteenth stage of the warrior realm, yet deliberately played weak just to act cool. Others would wish to boast about every extra stage to gain more fame, but Zhou Hong did the opposite.
At this moment, Zhu Qiang, who had been thrown downstairs, despite the pain of his fall, managed to get up. He couldn't believe that Zhou Hong's true cultivation was actually stronger than his. He had come thinking of giving Zhou Hong some pointers and perhaps taking him as a subordinate.
Dejected, Zhu Qiang had no choice but to leave shamefully.
What had just happened spread through WeChat almost instantaneously, shared by countless people.
In less than ten minutes, half of Jinzhou University had seen the news through various class groups on WeChat.
Collective shock.
Of course, there was also one person who, at this moment, was not just shocked but furious, coupled with a deep sense of jealousy.
This person was Shen Dongyang. He had originally intended to use the love letter to sow discord between Zhou Hong, Guo Qingqing, and Zhu Qiang. However, he never expected Zhou Hong to be even stronger than Zhu Qiang.
"Aaaahhh!" In a training ground at the Martial Cultivation Academy, Shen Dongyang roared with rage upon seeing the news on WeChat.
"Why, why is this trash so powerful? Why?" Shen Dongyang bellowed.
"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!" Zhu Qiang continued to roar in anger, only calming down slightly after several minutes.
"Grandpa, it seems I have no choice but to force your hand. I don't believe I can't make you act," Shen Dongyang said to himself inwardly.
Thus, Shen Dongyang immediately called his grandfather.
"Yang'er, what is it?" Shen Wan Si asked when the call connected.
"Grandpa, Zhou Hong just beat me up, and he made me eat shit! Are you going to do anything or not?" Shen Dongyang asked his grandfather furiously.
"Shen Dongyang, didn't I tell you to stay away from Zhou Hong from now on?"
"Grandpa, I don't care. If you don't act against him again, I'll let him kill me."
"You!" Shen Wan Si was incredibly angry. He was no match for Zhou Hong. He never imagined his grandson would force him to act against Zhou Hong. He had never seen such a grandson who would harm his own grandfather. Sudan Novel Network
"Grandpa, anyway, Zhou Hong and I are irreconcilable. The love letter on the university forum today was written by me impersonating Zhou Hong. He'll eventually find out it was me, and he'll definitely deal with me again. If you're still my grandfather, then quickly act against him, nip him in the bud. Otherwise, you'll have another enemy in the future. You decide," Shen Dongyang said, hanging up the phone, as if he was determined not to give up until he forced his grandfather to appear.