Zhuo Fan's gaze revealed a trace of coldness.
He questioned himself, excellent in every aspect, yet unable to surpass a guy who was just more handsome?
He felt as if he had been slapped in the face in public, a stinging pain.
As for Wu Yifan, Zhuang Zhou, and the fatty, they had already been dumbfounded.
"Boss is too awesome, all four beauties of Tian Nan University have been charmed by him!"
"We probably won't even get a taste of the soup."
"What do you know? This is our boss's charm! Didn't you see those beauties, all throwing themselves at him? It's not our boss's fault."
Cheng Miaohan quickly ran in front of Lin Mo, and upon seeing an old friend, she felt a thousand thoughts rush through her mind and didn't know where to start.
However, she was certain of one thing, that the moment she saw Lin Mo, she was truly very, very happy.
If Lin Mo allowed, she would even embrace him uncontrollably.
"How did you also come to Tian Nan University?"
Lin Mo glanced at her and took the initiative to ask.
"I…"
Cheng Miaohan stumbled a bit, obviously she couldn't tell Lin Mo that she had learned about his presence at Tian Nan University and thus gave up the opportunity to attend a top university to come here.
Then, Cheng Miaohan told a little lie, "When I took my college entrance exam, I was feeling a bit down, so I didn't do well, but I thought Tian Nan University was not bad, so I came here."
It was the first time Cheng Miaohan had lied, and her face immediately flushed.
Lin Mo could see through her, but he didn't point it out and instead nodded lightly, saying casually:
"Now that we're both at the same school, if there's anything you need my help with, feel free to find me."
After saying that, Lin Mo was about to turn away, but Cheng Miaohan subconsciously grabbed his arm, her face slightly red as she said:
"Lin Mo, after class tonight, could you… could you walk with me?"
Lin Mo glanced at her, intending to refuse, but thinking that Cheng Miaohan was after all his friend, he couldn't bring himself to reject her directly, then he said:
"Wait for me at our class later."
"Okay!"
Cheng Miaohan immediately became as happy as a child who had just received candy, her face clearly radiating joy.
Zhuo Fan, not far away, had clenched his fists till they turned white; his face was livid with anger.
He had never imagined that Cheng Miaohan, who was like a fairy, was so cold to him, but turned so tender towards another guy.
The stark contrast ignited an unwarranted fury in Zhuo Fan's heart.
The next second, Zhuo Fan quickly approached Lin Mo and stared straight at him, his tone somewhat unfriendly as he asked:
"What is your relationship with Miaohan?"
Lin Mo's expression was cold as he responded, "Am I obligated to tell you?"
After saying that, Lin Mo was ready to leave.
However, Zhuo Fan stubbornly blocked Lin Mo's way, his tone slightly chilly:
"Let me be honest with you, I like Cheng Miaohan. I just confessed to her, but unfortunately, I was rejected."
"I think the biggest reason is probably you, right?"
"I advise you, it's best to stay away from her!"
"You're not worthy of her, and you don't deserve her!"
Cheng Miaohan's eyes turned cold as she angrily said:
"Zhuo Fan, what nonsense are you spouting?"
"I'm telling you now, I don't like you, please give up on pursuing me!"
"Also, this has nothing to do with him."
"If you dare mess with him, I'm not done with you!"
Zhuo Fan didn't dare to vent his anger on Cheng Miaohan, but instead targeted Lin Mo, speaking with utter disdain:
"Kid, what are you, hiding behind a woman? Are you a coward? If you're tough, fight me one-on-one!"
Lin Mo slightly turned, giving him a glance:
"One-on-one? You think you're worthy?"
"I'm not worthy?"
Zhuo Fan was stunned, his face growing even more furious:
"Kid, don't think too highly of yourself. Do you know how powerful my martial power is right now? I could kick you to death with one foot!"
"To be honest with you, I've been practicing karate for four or five years now. Even some martial arts masters from Huaxia can't defeat me, let alone you."
Hearing this, many students around nodded. They knew well that Zhuo Fan was a karate expert.
Although he wasn't from Japan, he possessed a very decent set of Japanese martial arts skills.
As for those who knew Lin Mo, they looked at Zhuo Fan as if he were a fool.
Lin Mo, after all, was someone who had even crippled Lu Chendong's cultivation, let alone Zhuo Fan.
Lin Mo's eyes slightly narrowed, initially having little interest in dealing with such trash, but Zhuo Fan prided himself on his karate skills.
Lin Mo couldn't help but sneer:
"Karate? In my eyes, it's not even worth a pile of crap!"
"What did you say?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Fan's face immediately turned glum, his eyes filled with towering rage:
"Kid, you dare to insult karate. I will make you pay a heavy price for your arrogant words!"
The moment he finished speaking, Zhuo Fan rushed up to Lin Mo, his fists clenched with a threatening sound.
"Senior Zhuo, beat him to death!"
At this time, the few followers behind Zhuo Fan were also fervently shouting in encouragement.
"Don't worry, I'll make him realize the consequences of insulting karate!"
As he spoke, Zhuo Fan swiftly moved forward, his figure shooting out like a sharp arrow, leaving only a faint shadow in the air.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Lin Mo, his fist swinging like a steel rod toward Lin Mo.
Had this punch landed on Lin Mo's face, blood would have surely splattered.
However, what everyone had not expected was that Lin Mo, with utter disdain, snorted softly and easily caught Zhuo Fan's fist between two fingers.
"This is what you call karate?"
Everyone was dumbfounded; they never imagined that Zhuo Fan's tiger-like punch would be so effortlessly blocked by Lin Mo.
Even Zhuo Fan himself was shocked. He had used all his strength, his face contorting fiercely, but he couldn't break free at all.
"Absolutely pathetic!"
Lin Mo's voice rang out again, and everyone clearly heard a crisp snapping sound ringing beside their ears.
"Ah!!"
Visibly, Zhuo Fan's entire arm was completely broken, blood pouring out, and the next second, Lin Mo kicked him, sending him flying through the air.
Zhuo Fan, clutching his arm in excruciating pain, his face filled with extreme anger said:
"Kid, I underestimated you. Just you wait! Don't leave; I'm calling my master to deal with you!"
Lin Mo, with one hand in his pocket, responded indifferently, "Let him come within two minutes, or I'll cripple you. I don't have the patience to wait."
Zhuo Fan's face changed, and without a moment's hesitation, he immediately took out his phone to dial a number.
Everyone was stunned; Lin Mo was challenging the entire karate school.
(The excitement continues tomorrow, with at least four to five updates daily.)