2 Mo Yeshi, Fight!

"Wu Juren! Get your hands away from Wan Xiaxue! Know your place, trash!" A student raged at the sight of his goddess embraced by another person.

Wu Juren was enjoying Wan Xiaxue's warmth, but it was interrupted by someone. A trace of coldness appeared in his eyes when he recognized the voice.

Mo Yeshi, the second son of Mo Zhetian, head of the Mo family! The traitorous family that abandoned Maple Ridge city and ran! Mo Zhetian returned years later, rebuilt the fallen city with his family members, and became the new city lord.

The Mo family's head had always been competing for the city lord position. They used all sorts of schemes and tricks to attain it in the dark but to no avail.

Wu Juren had always been a pushover. His lack of self-esteem and talent for magic was to blame, but that shall be left in the past.

His mind has been tempered by time and solitude in the grey world. With his accumulated knowledge of the future, he will rewrite the past and forge a new him.

Wearing a calm expression, Wu Juren was not afraid of what Mo Yeshi could do to him.

On the contrary, Wu Juren taunted Mo Yeshi by sniffing Wan Xiaxue's hair, filled with a pleasant primrose scent.

Wan Xiaxue blushed at his bold actions. Her childhood friend is getting too daring! Did someone feed him stimulants?

"Y-You with the surname Wu! You are asking for death!" Mo Yeshi was furious. Jealousy and rage burned in his heart.

Wan Xiaxue's expression changed.

Mo Yeshi was a petty and narrow-minded individual, who would beat any male close to her. Wu Juren had always been bullied by Mo Yeshi whenever the latter found the chance.

"If you want to fight, then I will fight you." Wan Xiaxue said coldly. She disliked Mo Yeshi's overbearing nature of bullying the weak and flaunting his family's status.

"This… hahaha… Xue-er, there's no way I would fight you." Mo Yeshi said awkwardly. Fighting the person the Citylord's daughter? Out of the question! He was trying to court her, not make an enemy of her! "Wu Juren! Are you a man? If you are capable, then stop hiding behind a woman and fight me!"

"Haaa? If you are capable, find yourself a woman to hide behind." Wu Juren retorted shamelessly.

"Y-You!!" Mo Yeshi was so angry, his eyes were spitting fire. He glared at Wu Juren and spat, "How can you be so shameless?!"

Wan Xiaxue felt her cheeks were burning. She was embarrassed in Wu Juren's stead.

"How can you say something like that?" Wan Xiaxue stamped her feet and pouted.

"Hahaha, if my wife wants to protect me, then I have to let her show off, right?"

"W-W-W-Wife?? Who wants to be your wife!? I'm not going to bother with you anymore!" Wan Xiaxue growled with a crimson flush and fled in a panic. She did not know how to cope with the current Wu Juren.

Wan Xiaxue was afraid of the complications of their public intimacy, reaching her father's ears. The Citylord, Wan Tianji had strictly warned her to distance herself from Wu Juren after being deemed inept in magic.

The four basic elemental magic of earth, water, fire, and wind was something anyone with spiritual roots could use. Spiritual roots are the only prerequisite for magic. Without it, people cannot absorb spiritual qi from heaven and earth to invoke magic.

People get their magic potential measured at 15 years of age, and Wu Juren was measured with the highest potential at the time. But for some reason, he could not successfully invoke any magic of the four elements.

There were many types of magic, but the four elemental magic was the most introductory to magic. Thus, it was not strange for Wu Juren to be labeled trash for failing the simplest of magic spells.

"HAHAHA! You are indeed, trash! Sending your only backer away. Tsk! Tsk! But that works for me!"

Mo Yeshi stretched his limbs, preparing to give Wu Juren a taste of hell. The other students distance themselves from the two, with no intention of involving themselves.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The students started cheering from the side. Participating was a no-go, but it was exciting to watch a show.

"This works for me too. Didn't you ask if I was a man? Let me show you how a man fight." Wu Juren cracked his knuckles with a cold smile.

"How can you fight without magic!? Spirits of fire heed my call and gather on the palms of my hand. Transform thyself into a blazing flame and-"

Mo Yeshi's magic chant was interrupted by Wu Juren as he was tackled to the ground. Sitting on top, Wu Juren pummeled the crap out of him.

"Motherfucker, so what if I can't use magic? Don't I still have a pair of arms and legs!? How do you like how a real man fights!?" Wu Juren rained down his punches on Mo Yeshi's face.

Wu Juren did suffer from the whole year of bullying, but he also gained a more sturdy body, if nothing else. They did not set any rules for the fight, so he did not hold back in pounding.

"Stop! Bam* What… Bam* are… Bam* doing…? Bam* Bam* Please stop! Bam* I'm sorry!"

Mo Yeshi's face was beaten black and blue until it swelled up like a pig. He wanted to hurl verbal threats, but Wu Juren gave him no chance to speak.

"Consider it payback for what you did to me in the past year."

Wu Juren stretched his body in satisfaction and left. Beating up Mo Yeshi was just the beginning. The rest of the Mo family will also pay their dues, but not now.

Wu Juren knew he could not wholly offend the powerful Mo family without possessing the ability to protect himself first.

As Wu Juren left, the students made way out of fear of being the next victim of his savage and brutal beating.

Mo Yeshi laid on the ground, weeping. When had he ever suffered such beating? It was always him beating others and not the other way around. He had no chance to retaliate in the fight after being pinned down.

He had already formed his first spiritual ring and became a one-circle mage, but he was still no match for Wu Juren's barbaric fighting style.

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"Stupid Ren! Hateful Ren! How dare you take advantage of me!"

Back in her bedroom, Wan Xiaxue vented her dissatisfaction on the poor pillow. Her heart pounded hard, and butterflies fluttered in her stomach from the events of earlier.

The impression Wu Juren left on her was fresh and different from their past interaction. She did not hate the way Wu Juren behaved and even anticipated their next meeting.

"Ah! How could I leave Brother Ren to fend for himself? He is going to get bullied again!" Wan Xiaxue paled. Recalling Mo Yeshi's expression, Wu Juren would definitely lose a layer of skin. "No! I have to hurry back and save him!"

Knock! Knock!

"Xue-er, What's wrong, my daughter? Why did you rush back to your room so quickly without greeting your Lord Father? Did someone bully you?"

Wan Tianji's voice is heard from outside.

Wan Xiaxue's mind instantly chilled like she was splashed with cold water as she recalled her father's warning. It seems she lost the opportunity to leave. Her father would definitely see through her lie.

Wan Xiaxue sighed and could only silently pray that Wu Juren would be okay. After fixing her expression, she opened the door.

"Sorry, Lord father. I was too tired from practicing magic today and wanted to rest early."

"Hahaha, all is well as long as you are fine. Remember to practice with care. Haste makes waste." Wan Tianji advised his daughter.

"Mm, I will remember Lord father's teachings."

"Rest well, Father is leaving."

After Wan Tianji left, he looked up at the sun high in the sky and shook his head. It was the peak of the day, far from nightfall. His daughter had started learning to keep secrets from him.

"Yeying, Go find out what happened at the academy today."

"Yes, master!"

After Wan Tianji ordered, a voice answered. No one was in sight, but very shortly, a person shot out from Wan Tianji's shadow and disappeared in the academy's direction, moving through the shadows.