So Angry His Face Turned Green

That plague god!

Hearing that voice, Xiong Batian's face darkened. He had originally intended to leave this place quickly to avoid this shameless bastard, but he never expected to be discovered by him after all.

Moreover, being called out on the spot like this made it impossible for him to just walk away.

Gao Wan and Yang Wei were prepared to fly into a rage, but upon seeing Xiong Batian appear in this place as well, they were stunned. Was this bastard Xia Ping truly bold enough to want to provoke Xiong Batian?!

"Didn't they say your injuries would take at least a month to heal? Which hospital did you go to for treatment?" Xia Ping asked curiously, looking Xiong Batian up and down.

Under normal circumstances, Xiong Batian's injuries should have taken at least a month to recover, but only a week had passed and he was already full of vigor. It was clear he hadn't used ordinary medical treatment.

This bastard was a lunatic. It was clearly this guy who had sent Xiong Batian to the hospital, yet he dared to ask the other party where he got treated. It was a blatant attempt to poke at someone's sore spot and rip open Xiong Batian's scars. Wasn't this guy afraid of Xiong Batian exploding in rage?

Gao Wan and Yang Wei were both dumbfounded. Seeing Xia Ping be so fierce to this extent, for some reason, the fire in their own hearts vanished by more than half.

"That has nothing to do with you." Xiong Batian gritted his teeth.

Xia Ping said with a beaming smile, "I heard you're also representing the class in the School Fighting Tournament. You'd better be careful. If you accidentally run into me and I don't know how to pull my punches, you'll end up back in the hospital again."

Holy crap, a group of students was stunned. This bastard was invincible. As the saying goes, don't expose a person's shortcomings or hit them in the face; this guy was clearly specializing in stepping on people's toes. He was just too good at attracting hatred.

Sure enough, Xiong Batian's face turned beet red with anger, looking as if he wanted to explode, but he still held it in. If a fight broke out here, it would likely damage the tournament venue and he would certainly face severe punishment.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, then I'll wait for you to send me to the hospital."

After saying this, Xiong Batian turned and left, his face deathly pale; he was clearly on the verge of an outburst.

"This bastard is truly a rare specimen, a demon. Is he afraid that people don't hate him enough?" Yang Wei was dumbstruck. That was the school's little tyrant, Xiong Batian. To dare to offend him to such a degree was just too arrogant.

"This guy is definitely a lunatic. We'd better not go against a lunatic; it's too crazy." Gao Wan's face twitched. He felt that given this kid's personality, he would be finished off by someone sooner or later—perhaps without him even needing to take action himself.

He actually held it in?!

Xia Ping was quite surprised. He hadn't expected Xiong Batian to change so much after one trip to the hospital; he was actually able to endure the provocation without making a move.

He had originally wanted to take this opportunity to gain Hatred Points, but it seemed he would have to think of another way.

At this moment, the homeroom teacher, Qiu Xue, walked over and said, "Line up immediately, the ceremony is about to begin." She waved her hand, signaling the students standing around to form lines.

Upon hearing this, Xia Ping and the others lined up according to their student IDs.

Not long after, the School Fighting Tournament began. School leaders sat on the stage and delivered speeches, followed by the principal's address. However, each person finished within a minute, so it didn't take up too much time.

"Finally, let us invite student representative Jiang Yaru to give a speech," the host on stage announced loudly.

Once finished, Jiang Yaru walked out from behind the stage and stood directly at the front. Her appearance immediately triggered cheers from the entire school.

"She's so beautiful. This is our school goddess, Jiang Yaru."

"She truly lives up to her reputation—looks, temperament, and figure. If one could marry such a woman, it would be like smoke rising from one's ancestral grave. I don't know how lucky that would be."

"Stop dreaming. She already has a boyfriend, and rumor has it she's even pregnant."

"Holy crap, this can't be true, right? Who exactly is her boyfriend? I'm going over there right now to kill him."

"They say it's her classmate, and the two are childhood sweethearts. The beast managed to get his hands on her."

"I heard her boyfriend is a total piece of trash who's cheating with over a dozen girls. He seems to have girlfriends in other schools too, and Jiang Yaru is just one of them. Some of the others are even pregnant and are discussing whether to get abortions."

"What a beast! Her boyfriend is worse than a beast. He's not satisfied even after bagging a goddess, and he's juggling over a dozen girls and wants high school girls to get abortions? How does he even manage that? Are those women blind?"

"Exactly. They say that guy's background is completely average—middle class, his father is just a city inspector, his looks aren't outstanding, and his grades are mediocre. I can't figure it out at all."

"Of course you can't figure it out. If you could, you'd be a love guru. Let me tell you the truth: men like that are the most dangerous. They look ordinary and plain, appearing completely harmless. This look makes beauties lower their guard, thinking the other party definitely won't change their heart, and then they get captured. Little do they know, these are the most dangerous men."

"That makes a lot of sense. Although handsome guys have a big advantage, women subconsciously put them on a blacklist the moment they see them, fearing they might be unfaithful. From that perspective, being handsome is actually a disadvantage."

"Holy crap, put that way, even an ordinary guy like me has a chance."

"Ahem, well, for a guy with a chin as big as yours, the chances are a bit slim."

"Stop talking nonsense. Who exactly is Jiang Yaru's boyfriend?"

"It seems his name is Xia Ping. He's the one who defeated Xiong Batian earlier."

"So it's that bastard. Let's ambush him after school."

Many students were discussing it heatedly, all filled with resentment toward Xia Ping. Some even wanted this piece of trash to disappear completely; a goddess like Jiang Yaru could not be defiled by that beast.

Meanwhile, standing in the class, Xia Ping suddenly heard the system's constant notifications: "Detected negative emotions from people nearby toward the host, some even harboring murderous intent. Hatred Points +1, Hatred Points +1..."

What the hell is going on? I didn't do anything, so how am I attracting hatred? Xia Ping looked depressed. This situation was too bizarre; it was completely unprovoked disaster.

Right, Jiang Yaru. It must be because of her. Xia Ping suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago. The rumors about him and Jiang Yaru were flying everywhere, causing many people's hatred toward him to explode.

Sure enough, trash-talking is outdated. Picking up girls is the best way to farm Hatred Points. Xia Ping rubbed his chin. It seemed his opportunity to gain a massive amount of Hatred Points lay with Jiang Yaru.

A few minutes later, Jiang Yaru finished her speech, and the host announced the official start of the School Fighting Tournament.

Ding. Suddenly, Xia Ping's phone received a message from the school regarding today's tournament—the bracket showing the matchups between the contestants.

"What?! First match: Xia Ping vs. Zhou Tai'an!"

This news swept through the entire school instantly, including Class 16 of Grade 12.