Spoiled by the parents.
If Marshal Wen could realize his mistake and personally admit it to Liao Ji, Su Yue would forgive him, after all, he’s still young.
But he’s stubborn and insists on making things worse.
Su Yue is also a stubborn character.
Things he is determined to do, he will accomplish today.
"Su Yue, I’m the instructor, I don’t want to make it difficult for you, leave immediately."
Wu Yongchang was enveloped in a haze of Qi Blood.
"Su Yue, come back, he’s a second-grade Martial Artist, there’s no need for conflict."
Liao Ji’s eyes turned red.
Su Yue daring to confront a second-grade Martial Artist for his sake was truly touching.
This is what it means to be a classmate.
"Su Yue, let’s get in the car and go."
Gong Ling and the others were also full of anxiety.
Faced with a second-grade Martial Artist, no matter how strong Su Yue was, it seems impossible to have even a bit of a chance.
"Su Yue, leave, there’s no need to continue entangling!"
Dai Yuegui thought for a moment and spoke.
Truly there is no chance if a conflict breaks out with a second-grade Martial Artist.
The instructors of the potential class were also very embarrassed.
Anyone could see it was Marshal Wen who was causing trouble and scheming first. According to Martial Artist rules, Liao Ji killing him would be well deserved.
But Marshal Wen is, after all, their student.
They could only remain neutral and not help Marshal Wen, this was the bottom line of a Martial Artist.
But they couldn’t help a graduate either.
Of course, Wu Yongchang being Marshal Wen’s uncle, such a bottom line didn’t exist.
The atmosphere solidified.
Su Yue confronted Wu Yongchang, while Marshal Wen crawled up and hid behind Wu Yongchang, staring venomously at Su Yue.
"Oyster Sauce, bring me a knife."
After a few seconds of silence, Su Yue suddenly spoke calmly.
Oyster Sauce barked, and in a blink of an eye, disappeared.
A few seconds later, Oyster Sauce carried a blunt knife in its mouth and ran straight to Su Yue.
Its tail wagged frantically, as if encouraging Su Yue: Kid, this dog has your back, don’t lose your nerve.
"The college entrance exam is tomorrow, I really don’t want to cause more trouble!
"But as an instructor, if you insist on getting involved in student quarrels, then I’ll fight you too."
Su Yue gripped the knife handle, speaking in an even colder tone.
At the same time, a faint Gang Qi appeared on the blade.
Facing a second-grade Martial Artist, Su Yue certainly couldn’t be careless.
"Absurd, utterly absurd.
"Su Yue, you’re simply arrogant. To challenge a second-grade Martial Artist, you’re simply tired of living."
Marshal Wen squealed loudly.
"Su Yue, I admit my nephew was at fault.
"But if you insist on provoking, I will have to take action. It’s unfair for me to use strength against the weak, so I won’t hurt you."
Wu Yongchang’s face was also cold.
An instructor bullying a college entrance exam student was simply disgraceful.
But for his nephew’s sake, there was no choice.
"If you lose, just shut up and don’t interrupt my teaching him proper behavior.
"Some things require a price; otherwise, one won’t remember the lesson."
Su Yue slightly lowered his head, showing no fear at all.
"Ha ha, did you all hear that?
"He’s crazy, a student wanting to defeat a second-grade Martial Artist, you’re just an idiot!"
Marshal Wen snickered.
This was truly the silliest joke of the year. Official source ıs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝※𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖※𝕟𝕖𝕥
The new students of the potential class were already pale with fright.
Are this year’s graduates so arrogant?
They dare to challenge even the instructors.
But the instructors merely shook their heads slightly.
Su Yue was strong, this was undisputable; one could see from him slapping Marshal Wen.
In fact, Su Yue already had the qualification to challenge a first-grade Martial Artist.
But against a second-grade Martial Artist?
Liao Ping and the others anxiously looked at Dai Yuegui.
Su Yue was strong, but a second-grade Martial Artist was even stronger, he really shouldn’t get hurt.
"Su Yue knows his limits, let him go wild once. I can’t persuade him back, at worst, I’ll step in to save him."
Dai Yuegui shook his head.
"Su Yue, thank you, thank you for standing up for me!"
Liao Ji was moved to tears.
If it were him, facing an instructor, he could only admit defeat.
But Su Yue dared to challenge the instructor, truly worthy of being the class president.
This is a class president.
"Su Yue, you say Marshal Wen is arrogant and should be taught a lesson, I agree. But I think you’re also arrogant, you deserve a lesson as well."
Wu Yongchang was also angered.
I’m at least a second-grade Martial Artist, yet you dare to disdain me .
Su Yue didn’t waste words; his answer was a blade light descending from the sky.
Wu Yongchang, after all, was a second-grade Martial Artist. Although he practices Qi and Blood Martial Arts, his basic physical qualities remained.
He slanted his body and easily dodged this strike.
Simultaneously, Wu Yongchang’s sweeping kick targeted Su Yue’s chest, the momentum of a second-grade Martial Artist whipping the air into a whistling sound.
This kick, Su Yue had no time to evade.
Facing a second-grade Martial Artist, he had no chance whatsoever.
Gong Ling and others looked anxious, while Oyster Sauce wailed, its paws nervously treading in chaos.
Su Yue lightly took a step back, his body twisting at an odd angle.
The lethal kick was narrowly dodged by him.
Two tricks up his sleeve.
Wu Yongchang was stunned; he didn’t expect Su Yue to dodge it.
The attack didn’t diminish.
As soon as one foot touched the ground, Wu Yongchang had already kicked out with the other.
At Wuda, he specializes in leg techniques.
This is also a combat technique, the Continuous Nineteen Legs.
The seemingly exquisite second kick was again dodged on the spot by Su Yue.
Wu Yongchang began to get angry.
Kick after kick, relying on the enduring aura of a second-grade Martial Artist, his relentless attacks gave no one a chance to breathe.