After Lin Yun finished speaking.
The crowd burst into laughter, the air practically filled with glee.
Lin Yun reached out and tapped Ye Xiao on the chest.
It was a light touch, like he was poking a joke.
"You think spending a few hours in the Gravity Tower means you can challenge me? You think Su Muyun saying one word in your favor means you're not useless anymore?"
He tapped him again, harder this time.
"Let me tell you, trash is trash. No matter how long you train under gravity, you'll never become a genius. No matter how much you practice your punches, you'll never cross the divide between professions."
"This is a world that respects bloodlines and professions!"
"An E-Grade Martialist is destined to stay at the bottom for life!"
When he went to tap Ye Xiao a third time, his finger stopped in midair.
Because Ye Xiao had moved.
He didn't throw a punch; he merely raised his hand.
He grabbed Lin Yun's wrist and held it suspended in midair.
Lin Yun stared at his captured right hand and laughed. "You want to hit me? Go ahead. Hit me once and see what happens."
Ye Xiao knew Lin Yun was deliberately provoking him.
He was trying to force Ye Xiao to make the first move.
That way, Ye Xiao wouldn't have the moral high ground.
Ye Xiao looked at him for three seconds.
Then he let go. Not because he was afraid, but because he sensed someone approaching from the end of the corridor.
The footsteps were quiet but firm.
It wasn't a student. It was a middle-aged man.
Everyone was watching Ye Xiao and Lin Yun. No one noticed that someone had appeared at the far end of the corridor.
"You chickened out!"
"Hahaha! Ye Xiao, you're a coward!"
"I knew it!"
Zhao Lei and Sun Hao mocked Ye Xiao mercilessly.
They circled around him, repeatedly poking his shoulders.
"Ye Xiao, aren't you supposed to be so tough?"
"Ye Xiao, where'd all that swagger from earlier go?"
"Ye Xiao, why'd you go quiet all of a sudden?"
"Ye Xiao, if you've got guts, try touching us!"
Just then.
Ye Xiao suddenly made his move, grabbing Zhao Lei and Sun Hao by the wrists almost instantly.
The next moment.
A series of sharp cracks rang out.
Zhao Lei and Sun Hao were caught completely off guard.
It felt as if their wrists had been hit by a truck.
They couldn't react at all.
Ye Xiao twisted their wrists and snapped them!
The sound of breaking bones rang out clearly, and everyone nearby heard it!
With two thuds.
The pain made Zhao Lei and Sun Hao's legs buckle, and they dropped to their knees. They stared at their broken wrists, eyes wide with terror.
Ye Xiao's sudden attack.
Had also startled Lin Yun.
He'd imagined a thousand possibilities.
He never thought Ye Xiao would actually dare to attack!
"Ye Xiao!"
Lin Yun immediately shouted, "Have you lost your mind? Do you know what you're doing? You actually broke their wrists?"
Ye Xiao answered calmly.
"I know what I'm doing."
"I just didn't expect their wrists to be so flimsy. I barely touched them, and they broke."
"Can't be helped. I'm only an E-Grade Martialist. Other than being a little stronger than most, I don't have any other abilities."
Zhao Lei and Sun Hao groaned and wailed in agony.
Annoyed by their cries, Lin Yun kicked each of them once.
"Shut up!"
"You two are useless trash!"
"Ye Xiao beat you up in the cafeteria, and now he's broken your wrists!"
"He's only a First Realm Martialist. You two are at the eighth level of the Second Realm!"
"You've disgraced me!"
Though Zhao Lei and Sun Hao were in unbearable pain, they could only grit their teeth and endure it, not daring to make another sound.
Lin Yun had been looking for an excuse to teach Ye Xiao a lesson.
He'd come here planning to use getting revenge on Wang Hou as an excuse, and humiliate Ye Xiao along the way.
But now Ye Xiao had given him the perfect opportunity to strike!
"Ye Xiao, you beat up my men. If I don't do something as their big brother, I'll lose face."
"I came here to settle a score with Wang Hou."
"How about you step aside for now and let me settle things with Wang Hou first?"
Ye Xiao stared at him, calm and cold.
"What if I don't step aside?"
Lin Yun flew into a rage.
"Then I'll beat you up too!"
As soon as the words left his mouth.
A terrifying force of the Thunder Method erupted from Lin Yun's body, like countless lightning serpents slithering through the air!
Brilliant lightning wrapped around his fist.
Then he slammed it toward Ye Xiao's face!
But Ye Xiao didn't dodge.
He stood still.
He calmly watched Lin Yun, who was charging at him in a rage.
He didn't even blink, as if he already knew.
As if he knew Lin Yun's punch couldn't possibly hit him?
"That's enough!"
A voice rang out from the corridor.
It wasn't loud, but the entire hallway fell silent.
It was like a basin of ice water had been poured over them, dousing every spark of anger.
Everyone turned.
A middle-aged man stood at the end of the corridor.
He wore a gray security uniform and carried a broom. The wrinkles on his face were deep as knife cuts.
He walked toward them, eyes narrowed as he took in the dozen or so people in the hallway.
Everyone recognized him.
It was Old Zhang, the dorm supervisor for the boys' dormitory!
"It's the middle of the night. Why aren't you sleeping? What's all this noise?"
His voice was lazy, as if he were commenting on the nice weather.
But everyone stood up straight.
Not because they were afraid of him, but because no one wasn't afraid of him.
Old Zhang had worked at the school for thirty years.
No one knew where he came from, and no one had ever seen him fight.
But everyone knew one thing: in all those thirty years, no one had dared cause trouble in his dormitory building.
Not a single person!
Zhao Lei and Sun Hao climbed to their feet and clutched their chests. "Uncle Zhang, they started—"
When they saw the dorm supervisor arrive.
They immediately began to complain, playing the classic "accuse your opponent first" card.
"Our wrists were both broken by him..."
"Quiet." Old Zhang glanced at them.
Just one glance, and Zhao Lei and Sun Hao went pale, their mouths snapping shut.
Old Zhang's presence was far more terrifying than they had imagined.
He simply stood there, his face as cold as the Abyss, bearing down on them with a terrifying gaze.
Even Lin Yun, under the pressure of the mysterious dorm supervisor's presence.
Was swallowing nervously, his body tense.
Old Zhang slowly walked over, dragging his broom along the floor with a soft swish.
He stopped in front of Ye Xiao and Wang Hou and looked at them both.
"Are you two all right?"
Ye Xiao and Wang Hou shook their heads together. "We're fine."
Old Zhang nodded, then looked directly at Ye Xiao.
He studied him for a long time, his gaze pausing on Ye Xiao's fist. A faint golden glow lingered there, not yet completely faded.
Old Zhang's expression shifted. It was brief, but Ye Xiao noticed.
There was surprise in his eyes, along with nostalgia and something else he couldn't quite put into words.
"Were you the one who hit those two?" Old Zhang asked Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao nodded without hesitation. "I was."
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