School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

"That's right!" Xiao Han nodded.

Behind him, over ten punks quickly surrounded Xiao Han.

As Xiao Han's brother, Li Dapang obviously couldn't sit idly by. He tossed his backpack to the ground and charged forward. He also shouted loudly, "What are you doing! What are you doing! Scoundrel Lai, let me tell you, this ain't your Linjiang No.3 Middle School's turf. Thinking of causing trouble on our ground?

Why don't you take a leak and see who you really are!"

"You fatso!" Lai Xiaoxing glanced at Li Dapang and said, "You better scram right now, or the old man will kill you!"

Li Dapang laughed disdainfully, "Scoundrel Lai, you sure talk big. If you dare lay a hand today, tomorrow I'll take people to No.3 and tie you to a tree and whip you. Believe it or not!"

"My brothers!" Lai Xiaoxing sneered and then said, "Go for it, teach them a lesson today. The old man must kill them!"

Rustle...

Over ten people swiftly closed in. Each person had a weapon in hand, iron sticks, steel pipes, or even chains. Their young faces deliberately showed a fierce expression. However, Xiao Han didn't seem to buy it.

"A bunch of trash!" Xiao Han smiled indifferently, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

To Xiao Han, these people were insignificant, even though there were more than ten of them. But at a glance, one could tell that these people were immature, probably all little punks around seventeen or eighteen years old, never up to any good, only thinking about mixing it up in society and wishing for a slice of heaven. Useless.

"Fuck, who are you cursing?!" A tall guy stood out, his body skinny. Dressed in jeans, his legs skinny as bamboo poles, even thinner than a woman's, and a narrow face, his eyes protruding. With a high nose bridge, he looked imposing, but in reality, he was just a little over seventeen years old. Youngsters are easily impetuous, especially at a time like this, eager to steal everyone else's thunder.

"Cursing you, what about it?" Xiao Han sneered coldly.

"Fuck!" The other party, without a second word, charged forward, the iron stick raised high.

Bang!

As the iron stick was swung down, Xiao Han's eyes were tightly fixed on the opponent's hand. At the instant the iron stick fell, he suddenly gripped the heavily descending iron stick, his hand easing a bit to dissolve the opponent's immense strength. Holding the iron stick with one hand, Xiao Han grinned, "Seems like, you're nothing special after all!"

"Fuck!" Another curse.

Crack...

Suddenly, Xiao Han raised his leg and viciously kicked towards the opponent's chest. That kick sent the opponent flying, the body heavily falling to the ground and rolling several times backward.

"Ouch..." The skinny tall guy cried out in pain.

"All of you, attack!" Lai Xiaoxing couldn't stand it any longer. He scratched the tuft of blonde hair on his head and shouted, "Kill him, this son of a bitch. Whoever takes him down gets a reward of two hundred from the old man!"

Two hundred wasn't much, but to these punks who hung out in internet cafes all year, it was quite a sum.

As the saying goes, 'with high reward comes bravado.'

Soon enough, this group of guys swarmed in swiftly towards their target.

"They're really coming?" Li Dapang panicked, looking at Xiao Han, he said, "Brother, a true man knows better than to face difficulty head-on, let's run!"

"No way!" Xiao Han shook his head and said, "You can run on the first, but you can't run on the fifteenth. Today, I have to show them some color."

After speaking, Xiao Han swung the iron stick in his hand and charged fiercely towards the opponents. They weren't weak either, over ten people rushed at him all at once, with all sorts of weapons aiming at Xiao Han, but his speed was not something they could match.

Xiao Han's brain commanded every part of his body to operate wildly, each move was not very flashy, but every action effectively attacked the enemy and protected himself.

"Damn it, can't take it anymore." Li Dapang cursed angrily.

Li Dapang also followed Xiao Han into the fray. His stature was bulky and his body big, and the weight of his body was there. After taking a couple of hits, he had no reaction. Instead, Li Dapang used his bulk and charged fiercely at the opponents.

With one strike, five or six of the opponents fell. Li Dapang snatched a water pipe from an opponent's hand and gripped it tightly, ferociously attacking them. After a few exchanges, the opponents were beaten by Li Dapang until they were bleeding from their heads.

Lai Xiaoxing was desperate, with over ten of his own reduced to such a sorry state, how was he supposed to mix in society after this? How was he to keep mixing on No.3's turf? He was both angry and troubled. Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore, grabbing the aluminum baseball bat in his hand, he rushed fiercely towards Xiao Han.

The reason Lai Xiaoxing could mix well in No.3 was that the kid had learned a bit of kung fu from a young age. Hence, he could make quite the name for himself there.

However, Lai Xiaoxing's bit of kung fu was clearly not going to cut it with Xiao Han.

"Xiao Han, go to hell!" Lai Xiaoxing roared furiously.

Crack…

The aluminum baseball bat clashed with the iron stick. Xiao Han had a slight advantage, his hands gripped the iron stick tightly, suppressing his opponent. Xiao Han sneered, saying, "It seems... your so-called 'guardian' title isn't much after all. Let's see how I deal with you today."

After speaking, Xiao Han suddenly stepped back, then, he delivered a spinning back kick. The kick landed on the opponent's chest, catching him completely off guard.

Bang!

Lai Xiaoxing staggered several steps backward after taking the hit. He rubbed his chest forcibly and cursed, "You've got guts, kid. You're the first person who's managed to hit me. Today, I'll show you how formidable I am!"

With that, Lai Xiaoxing immediately adopted an attacking stance, holding the aluminum baseball bat in one hand.

"Xiao Han, you better be careful. This kid knows kung fu!" Li Dapang warned anxiously.

"Mhm!" Xiao Han nodded, holding the iron stick with ease. He casually stepped up to face his opponent. To Lai Xiaoxing, Xiao Han seemed full of flaws, full of vulnerabilities. However, Lai Xiaoxing didn't dare to attack rashly. Because from that kick Xiao Han had just launched, it seemed this guy knew kung fu too.

Apart from Li Dapang, truly no one else knew that Xiao Han had learned kung fu.

Lai Xiaoxing glared fiercely at Xiao Han, looking like he could launch an attack at any moment. When Xiao Han stepped forward, Lai Xiaoxing immediately seized the opportunity and lunged aggressively. If it had been someone else, they might have really been taken down by Lai Xiaoxing. But who was Xiao Han? As soon as he lifted his leg, he had already caught on to Lai Xiaoxing's imminent attack.

So, he promptly put his leg back down, his muscles tensing up.

Bang!

Lai Xiaoxing, holding the aluminum baseball bat, pounced forward. But to his surprise, Xiao Han flashed past like a shadow. The iron stick in his hand smashed harshly onto Lai Xiaoxing's head.

"Ah!" A scream echoed. Lai Xiaoxing collapsed to the ground on the spot. He lay there, silent, as the aluminum baseball bat tumbled away and he covered his head with both hands. Blood seeped through his fingers.

"Brother Lai, are you alright?" The underlings behind him hurriedly stepped forward to help Lai Xiaoxing up.

"It hurts… it's killing me!" Lai Xiaoxing howled.

At this moment, Xiao Han walked forward a few steps.

Rustle... Stay connected with empire

The more than ten people on the other side were frightened into retreating. Lai Xiaoxing lay on the ground, crying in pain. Xiao Han squatted down, sneered, and said, "I've said it, you're no match for me. You think you're qualified to pursue Chen Zihan? Maybe in your next life!"

Ptooey!

Having said that, Xiao Han spat on Lai Xiaoxing's head.

Splatter...

Around them, many onlooking students felt as if Xiao Han had become a completely different person. Among the crowd, one person also watched the scene with interest - Liao Zhijie. It had been a long while since Liao Zhijie had troubled Xiao Han.

He had originally come to see how Xiao Han would make a fool of himself, but hadn't expected that, even with so many people Lai Xiaoxing brought, he still couldn't defeat Xiao Han. This was truly unexpected.

However, the scene where Xiao Han spat at the end was very clear to Liao Zhijie.

"He's changed!" Liao Zhijie squinted his eyes. Once upon a time, he had bullied Xiao Han many times. Back then, Xiao Han seemed like someone anyone could bully: with dull eyes and slow reactions, even seemingly a bit stupid and stunned. Now, though, Xiao Han seemed to have become a different person. Not only had his academic performance soared, but his movements had become much sharper.

He even dared to confront the thugs outside the school. Liao Zhijie would never have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

"Big bro, this kid's so badass," an underling carrying a backpack behind him said in shock.

"Hmm!" Liao Zhijie nodded and said, "I've already suffered a loss from this kid."

"Is this even Xiao Han?" The underling said in astonishment, "When we bullied him in the past, he wasn't this powerful. Now he's suddenly become so formidable; it's just unbelievable."

"Hehe..." Liao Zhijie sneered and said, "Haven't you heard of the saying 'playing the pig to eat the tiger'? This kid has perfectly played that role."

"But he really was bullied by us before," the underling said anxiously. "If it were me, and I had the strength, I definitely wouldn't want to endure. I would surely teach the other person a lesson!"

Liao Zhijie shook his head, then said, "Forget it, it's hard to say with these things."

Xiao Han spat, then lifted his leg to rub off some mud on Lai Xiaoxing's clothes. This was a declaration, a declaration to everyone. The students at Linjiang No.1 Middle School all knew Xiao Han as timid and meek. Now, with such a display, many would realize Xiao Han was not to be trifled with.