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Chapter 16: The Furious Zhang Biaoyang
“You dare hit my girlfriend!”
The impact of this tall boy charging was far beyond what those girls could compare to. The people around were frightened; Zhang Biaoyang sprinted right up to Yuyin, adjusting his powerful legs, and swung his massive arm, his palm like a fan, coming straight for Yuyin!
Very quickly!
This full-force slap was something the girl simply couldn’t dodge; seeing such a big guy charging at her, she must have been stunned long before.
Yuyin was also afraid, but the bizarre experiences of these past few days had strengthened her mental resilience.
She swiftly stepped back, dodging the slap. Although she had never truly fought, her years of practicing tennis had given her a body memory that made her movements quick and coordinated.
Seeing Yuyin evade the slap, Zhang Biaoyang became even more brutal. Originally aiming to slap a girl, this time, his left hand swung a punch directly at Yuyin.
The boys who usually hung out with Zhang Biaoyang were also stunned. This was the student council president, the campus beauty Xia Yuyin! He actually threw a punch? They all felt a pang of sympathy.
But Chen Yan revealed a cold smile, serving him right; a disfigurement would be best!
However, Zhang Biaoyang’s left straight punch aimed at Yuyin’s face was dodged as Yuyin sidestepped.
If that punch had landed, not to mention a girl, even an average boy would probably have fallen to the ground, possibly with a concussion.
Zhang Biaoyang was not only big and strong; he was also very agile from years of playing soccer, and with years of cultivating his energy, his strength far exceeded that of an average high school student.
“Dodge? I’ll make you dodge!”
After dodging twice in a row, Zhang Biaoyang became even more furious. As soon as his left fist retracted, his right hand swung a heavy punch towards Yuyin.
Danger!
Yuyin’s eyes turned cold; Zhang Biaoyang was genuinely trying to hurt her.
Yuyin had never learned any other fighting techniques; the only thing she knew was the ancient temple leg technique she had been practicing these past few days. She quickly jumped back a step, and Zhang Biaoyang’s heavy punch nearly swept past her eyes. Taking advantage of his forward momentum, Yuyin raised her leg, channeling the power of the ancient temple leg technique into her long, beautiful leg wrapped in black stockings.
With a bent leg raised, she kicked out straight.
Bang!
Zhang Biaoyang’s eyes widened as Yuyin’s kick sank into his slightly protruding belly, causing his massive body to fly backward as if he had been tackled by a professional player on the field.
Thud.
The tall and sturdy Zhang Biaoyang fell to the ground, rolling several times to cushion his fall before finally stopping.
…
Not to mention Zhang Biaoyang, the other boys and girls present were all dumbfounded.
Was that real? They could hardly believe their eyes.
The campus beauty, senior Xia Yuyin, a graceful and elegant lady, had kicked Zhang Biaoyang, the “beast,” flying? Rolling on the ground…?
Some boys even had their faces marked by the iron wire fence of the court.
Chen Yan’s expression also froze.
What immense power? Yuyin had felt threatened just now, and in a moment of panic, she had kicked with all her might, not expecting to send the 180-pound Zhang Biaoyang flying several meters.
But Zhang Biaoyang, after all, was strong and battle-hardened; his energy value was even higher than Yuyin’s, around 80. However, despite his good family background, he had not learned the leg techniques that Yuyin had from the broken quit young monk.
Zhang Biaoyang got up, completely losing his rationality, his face flushed, his small eyes bloodshot and glaring at Yuyin, completely forgetting that he was fighting against the campus beauty and student council president.
He was furious.
Zhang Biaoyang didn’t charge at Yuyin; instead, he ran to the edge of the field and bear-hugged a long steel and plastic bench.
“Damn you!”
With a burst of strength, he pulled up the two-meter-long bench that was anchored to the ground and charged towards Yuyin with it.
At that moment, the boys and girls were terrified; this could lead to someone getting hurt! But it was too late to stop him.
Zhang Biaoyang charged towards Yuyin, the bench in his arms, forcing her into a corner. Using his momentum, he swung the bench at Yuyin, shouting, “If I don’t break your legs today, I won’t be Zhang!”
The heavy bench came crashing down towards Yuyin’s long legs, carrying a fierce wind; if it hit, it would surely break bones!
Yuyin slightly bent her legs.
Whoosh.
She leaped lightly into the air, like a white egret, as Zhang Biaoyang’s full-force swing of the bench swept past her feet.
Suspended in mid-air, Yuyin’s mind conjured the image of that golden female monk soaring into the sky…
Ancient Temple Leg Technique.
Yuyin raised her long, slender black silk legs high, her agile figure seemed to merge with that of the golden female monk, as she brought her leg down heavily onto Zhang Biaoyang’s head.
Bang!
It was as if a wave of energy swept outwards, Zhang Biaoyang’s robust body curled up, collapsing to the ground, as if he had shrunk a few inches.
Yuyin’s suspension in the air was long, almost ethereal.
She landed slowly, still light on her feet.
Those beautiful feet clad in little white shoes seemed untouched by dust.
With a snap, the strap of one of Yuyin’s shoes broke, leaving behind a faint fragrance.
And Zhang Biaoyang… lay there, foam seeping from the corner of his mouth, unconscious.
At this moment, the surrounding classmates were all in a daze.
Chen Yan looked as if she had been drained of energy, mouth agape, eyes devoid of light…
“Ding~ Successfully shocked the bullying girls, gaining 5 soul charm,
Successfully shocked the male followers, gaining 5 soul charm,
Successfully intimidated Chen Yan, gaining 3 soul charm,
Successfully broke Zhang Biaoyang’s threat, gaining 8 soul charm.”