In an instant, eight or nine tall, powerfully built male students surrounded him.
They were all from Beijing Sport University Martial Arts College. Solid, bulging muscles could be vaguely seen beneath their clothes. Honestly, an ordinary person would have trouble even standing steady in the face of such a lineup, let alone fighting.
"What... you're really going to gang up on me? Didn't you say you wouldn't interfere?" Zhang Yang gave a surprised sound as he sized up the tall, brawny students before him.
"Man, I really couldn't tell you were this good at fighting." Ouyang Kai stared resentfully at the face before him, one that was miles more handsome than his own. Then he lowered his head and saw Qin Fengjie lying on the ground, howling in pain, and the corner of his eye twitched.
"You beat my classmate into this state, and you expect us not to interfere?"
"He threw the first punch, okay?" Zhang Yang smiled and turned to leave. "I don't have time to waste with you people. Move aside."
The people in front immediately blocked the way completely.
"Let me put it this way: we can't move aside." Ouyang Kai sneered faintly. "And this won't be settled today."
"Fine." Zhang Yang stopped. "Then what?"
"Then... don't dodge!" Without any warning, he reached for Zhang Yang's collar.
With a whole crowd of male students backing him up, he figured that no matter how capable Zhang Yang was, he would have to think twice and take this loss quietly.
But the very next second, there was a sharp slap.
Stars burst before his eyes, and a warm stream flowed from his nose.
Ouyang Kai covered his face, then wiped his nose. His palm was immediately stained with bright, glaring blood.
"Y-you..."
He hurriedly covered his nose, his