Modified Wing Chun

[Modified Wing Chun: You are Wing Chun!!]

As if he'd been violated, Xia Mu's head shook rapidly as memories flooded through him.

Finally, once he'd finished receiving the memories, Xia Mu snapped his eyes open, a brilliant gleam flashing in them.

He now understood how the modified Wing Chun differed from the original.

With that thought, Xia Mu raised his hand.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~"

His index and middle fingers moved rapidly, striking out with Wing Chun.

He and Wing Chun had become one. Wherever his mind went, Wing Chun followed.

Any part of his body could be used to perform Wing Chun; it was no longer limited to his fists.

For example, he could push off with his feet using Wing Chun to briefly run up a wall.

He could even practice Wing Chun as he walked around the ceiling of his room before dropping back down. No problem at all.

After all, Wing Chun honed over nearly sixty years was seriously fast and awesome.

Even the part you're thinking of could be used!

But wouldn't going too fast be a bad thing?

Wouldn't it be over in just one second?

Xia Mu felt a little down in the dumps.

"So after reaching perfection, adding more points completely upgrades the skill into a nerve-wracking version!"

A perverted glint flashed in Xia Mu's eyes.

He was already looking forward to a future spent outsmarting those Two-Faced Turtles.

Early the next morning.

Chabashira-sensei's office.

"You're saying that after sleeping for one night, you woke up and your pillow had suddenly exploded?"

Chabashira looked at the well-behaved Xia Mu standing before her, her expression strange.

"Yes, sensei. I absolutely wasn't lying."

If I'm lying, Zhu Xincheng's little brother is only one centimeter long!

Xia Mu nodded. He added the last sentence silently in his mind.

"All right. I'll put in a request with the Logistics Department. Come by this afternoon to pick it up." Chabashira rubbed her brow with a headache, holding a sheet of paper with Xia Mu's information.

"Arigato, oto-san. May you never die."

Xia Mu bowed slightly as he offered his blessing, then left the office.

"Never die?"

Chabashira repeated Xia Mu's words. Something about them felt off, though she couldn't quite put her finger on what.

"What an interesting kid."

Chabashira-sensei looked at Xia Mu's file with interest.

A student whose academic ability, intelligence, and other qualities were all rated A+, yet he'd been assigned to Class D.

What was the problem he needed Correction for?

That was certainly curious.

After leaving Chabashira-sensei's office, Xia Mu changed into his workout clothes and went for a morning run.

It was a habit he'd kept up for years.

As he ran, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Horikita Suzune.

Before he could speak, Suzune spoke first. "I didn't think someone like you would go running."

You could tell from the first sentence—she was a real master of sarcasm.

"What, do you own the track?"

Xia Mu sped up. As he passed Horikita Suzune, he drawled, "If you really do own it, then I'll have to run even harder. I'll run today, tomorrow, and the day after that, too."

Horikita Suzune was so taken aback by Xia Mu's words that she froze for a moment. By the time she came to her senses, he was already far away.

She couldn't help snorting. "All talk."

After his run, Xia Mu went to class and had barely sat down when Yamauchi beside him couldn't hold back. "Well, well, look who's here."

Kanji hooked an arm around his neck, grinning. "Isn't this the big coward Xia Mu? Hahaha!"

"I thought you wouldn't dare show your face in class."

Faced with their ridicule, Xia Mu slowly raised his middle finger, looking as if he were begging to get beaten up.

"You looking for a beating?"

At Xia Mu's internationally friendly gesture, Sudo Ken's temper flared. He clenched his fist, ready to swing at Xia Mu's face.

Seeing this, Kanji hurriedly pulled Sudo Ken's fist back. He pointed at the camera, then whispered in Sudo Ken's ear, "Don't take the bait. He's deliberately trying to provoke us into hitting him here, so he can tell Chabashira-sensei."

Yamauchi nodded too, giving Xia Mu a malicious grin. "Right. We'll deal with him at lunch."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. A bunch of cowardly idiots."

Xia Mu clicked his tongue in amazement, looking at them as if they were rare specimens.

Sudo Ken, whose anger had just subsided, flared up again, but Kanji and Yamauchi pulled him back.

If they really started a fight here, they'd be punished no matter who was in the wrong.

All morning, the three of them stared at Xia Mu, their eyes practically shooting flames.

After class, Xia Mu headed toward the cafeteria, with Sudo Ken and the others sneaking after him.

"Bastard, I'll make sure this guy learns who the real boss of the class is!"

Sudo Ken's unpleasant voice could be heard from far away.

A smile tugged at Xia Mu's lips as he suddenly quickened his pace.

"Quick, he's trying to get away! Don't let him escape—go after him!" Yamauchi shouted.

The three of them sprinted down the hallway, shoving students who got in their way to the side.

Xia Mu jogged along, repeatedly glancing back as if afraid the three idiots might lose track of him.

Luckily, he'd earned enough of their hatred to keep them close on his heels.

Excitement shone in Xia Mu's eyes as he reached a dead-end alley and eagerly turned into it.

He'd been wanting to see just how powerful his Wing Chun was.

The move startled Sudo Ken and the others into stopping short.

"Wait, something feels off." Kanji, who had at least a little sense, stopped the other two.

Why would someone be so happy to get beaten up?

Sudo Ken thought it over but couldn't figure it out.

Yamauchi remembered how tall Xia Mu was and began to have second thoughts. "M-maybe we should just forget it?"

Just then, a middle finger slowly emerged from the alley.

"Temee!!"

The sight sent Sudo Ken into a rage. The veins on his forehead bulged, and he charged into the alley despite the other two trying to stop him.

Kanji and Yamauchi exchanged glances, helpless, then followed him in.

Inside the alley, Xia Mu had already taken off his jacket and hung it on a pipe.

"Thump, thump!"

Sudo Ken smacked his fist against his palm. Anger had already filled his tiny brain as he strode toward Xia Mu. "You little brat, you sure know how to piss people off!"

"Today, I'm going to teach you a good lesson."

Seeing that Xia Mu was alone while they had three people, Kanji and Yamauchi put on their arrogant faces too.

"Why'd you have to go and provoke us?"

"Even if you tell the teacher afterward, she won't do anything without proof, right?"

"Hahaha! If he dares tell the teacher, I'll make sure his school life is hell from now on!"

Xia Mu burst out laughing.

He had to admit, these guys were real characters, the very picture of villains.

They talked big, then took a beating.

Just as the two sides were about to fight—

"Stop!!" a soft voice rang out at the entrance to the alley.