Chapter 59: Dean Yun Xi: It's You, Xiao Ye! (Please Follow)
In the tense stand-off, Xiao Ye suddenly loosened his grip on the green-haired student council senior's neck and smashed upward—crack! With a nasty sound, the green-haired senior's jaw dislocated and hit the ground hard, his mouth twisted at an odd angle.
"Pfft!" The green-haired student council senior had never been so humiliated before. Furious, his face flushed, his veins bulged, and a gush of blood surged up his throat and spilled out of his mouth.
"Fine, fine, you wanna play like this, huh!"
"Get him, beat his ass!"
The green-haired student council senior waved his hand, and right away, the other eleven student council members swarmed forward.
Bang, bang, bang!
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd,
Xiao Ye and his two teammates moved fast and hit hard, targeting the lower body, gut, face, and neck—all the weak spots—beating the eleven student council members so badly they all lay writhing on the ground, gasping from the pain.
Whoosh!
Everyone's eyes on Xiao Ye and his two teammates changed.
That look turned to respect—and fear.
"Damn, these three just entered the school and they're already spanking the upperclassmen!"
"Hell yeah, beat 'em up! I've been sick of the student council for a while."
"That's the spirit! Watching this makes me wanna kick a few of them myself!"
"Looks like the student council's finally met their match, ha ha ha!"
The upperclassmen and new students watching nearby all cheered, feeling satisfied for every time they'd suffered at the hands of the student council.
They all shouted their approval!
The green-haired student council senior, now with a dislocated jaw, sucked in a painful breath as he lay on the ground.
The twelve student council seniors looked at Xiao Ye and his crew with unmistakable panic—and fear—in their eyes.
Xiao Ye chuckled calmly, walked over, and stomped his foot right on the green-haired senior's head, sneering, "Student council?"
"A bunch of losers!"
"All you juniors and seniors, and you can't even beat us new freshmen!"
Xiao Ye and his two teammates had reached the Seven-Star Grandmaster realm, while these student council members averaged at Eight-Star Grandmaster.
But Xiao Ye and the two girls, Nangong Siyao and Cheng Bingxi, were SSS-rank, and inherited some of their Summoned Beasts' attributes—way above these S-rank seniors.
At that moment, a loud shout came from behind the crowd. This chapter was uploaded by the team at M|VLEMPYR.
"Stop!"
The crowd parted, everyone making way.
A young man with a Cyan Dragon Tattoo on his arm strode over, trailed by a group that radiated power.
When upperclassmen and juniors saw who it was, the Contractor crowd gasped and turned as pale as death.
"Oh shit! It's the core members of the student council! See that guy with the dragon tattoo? That's the president!"
"Those three new high-score kids are screwed. Not only is the president's realm insane, his connections are even scarier—he's got friends all over this academy!"
"Should we get some teachers? Otherwise those three are so done."
"Too late. Even if a bunch of teachers come, most wouldn't want to get involved. Unless you brought professors, it's useless."
Naturally, these commotions drew the attention of the twelve student council members around Xiao Ye.
They were overjoyed!
Through the pain, they struggled to their feet to greet the newcomers.
"Greetings, President! Greetings, Vice Presidents!"
If you wanted to be president or vice president, it took more than just a high realm. You needed a serious background too.
The green-haired student council senior, face full of hope, called out,
"President, you're finally here!"
"These little bastards are outta control, getting in the way of our mission. You gotta teach them a lesson!"
"Yeah, and these two little bitches need to pay for what they did!"
"Hmph, in this academy, it's all about power, all about connections!"
The twelve of them swaggered up again, acting like the academy belonged to them and they could do whatever the hell they wanted.
The cyan dragon-tattooed president, Cheng Yi, brought a crew of tough-looking vice presidents to stand in front of Xiao Ye and his team.
Most of the students watching were so scared they didn't dare say a word,
but Xiao Ye made his move—he stomped down hard, and under everyone's stare—especially all the student council core members—he drove the green-haired senior's head into the cement with a bang.
Then he said coolly,
"The student council's garbage. Anyone got a problem with that?"
Silence. Everyone was stunned into speechlessness by Xiao Ye's move.
Then came a round of sharp, shocked gasps!
Hiss! Hiss!
*Damn, that's ballsy.*
Even crazier than the student council!
Even the newly-arrived core student council members were left open-mouthed.
Suddenly, a voice boomed out, echoing through everyone's ears,
"Nice! Well said!"
Every head turned toward the source of the voice. When they saw who shouted, jaws dropped all over the place!
Even all the student council members stared in utter disbelief!
The one who shouted—standing there in front of all the core members—was none other than the president himself, Cheng Yi!
He was yelling full-volume, clapping and cheering while saying,
Clap, clap, clap!
"The student council used to suck—no argument there!"
"No, not just before—right now, too! Still a bunch of losers!"
Then the other student council core members, faces twisted with embarrassment, chimed in too,
"That's right! The president's absolutely right!"
"Yeah, all that stuff we pulled before was just trash!"
Everyone stood there in disbelief—the green-haired guy's jaw looked like it might come off completely.
The entire core of the student council actually admitted they were trash?
The president and all the vice presidents said the council sucked!
*The upperclassmen who'd thought terribly of the council felt like they were dreaming.*
Cheng Yi put on a groveling face and walked right up to Xiao Ye, bowing respectfully, "Uncle Xiao, I've started overhauling all our student council rules already. From now on, we will get back on track."
"You guys—come greet Uncle Xiao!" Cheng Yi looked at the vice presidents.
The vice presidents all approached together, faces full of awe, and said in unison,
"Hello, Uncle Xiao!"
"Hello, Aunties!"
Just half an hour ago, the student council held an emergency meeting—every core member attended. The agenda: clean up their act and get the council back on track.
Most importantly, it was to introduce Xiao Ye, Nangong Siyao, and Cheng Bingxi.
The vice presidents remembered what Cheng Yi said, "Xiao Ye's on buddy terms with his dad, the Vajra Venerable, and he calls the vice dean, Kunpeng Venerable, his aunt." Their respect for Xiao Ye only deepened.
The green-haired guy saw all the junior and senior student council big shots call the three freshmen "Uncle" and "Auntie"—and he just froze.
*He'd really screwed up this time.*
*Regret started gnawing at him inside.*
The sophomore volunteer who tried to force his sale was shaking so hard his teeth chattered, face drained of all color.
Cheng Yi rushed to take care of things. He gave the Grade 3 Crystal Core back to the two freshmen, apologized in person, and promised everyone this kind of thing would never happen again.
Xiao Ye patted Cheng Yi's shoulder, looking calm as ever, "Keep it up. If your dad hears, he'll be real proud."
Cheng Yi was overjoyed, nodding like crazy.
Just then, a stunning figure appeared behind Xiao Ye. She wore a clumsy, oversized white robe, but couldn't hide her unbelievable beauty. A cold but pleasant voice came from her lips and rang through the crowd,
"Well, well, finally found you!"
"It's you, right? Xiao Ye!"