Anticipating Battle

As the online alumni eagerly refreshed their screens, they stumbled upon Omi's intriguing post. A wave of anticipation swept through them, compelling them to delve into the contents of Omi's message. However, what they discovered sent their hearts racing, injecting an electrifying energy that made sleep impossible.

Muddled through life exclaimed, "Holy smokes! Is this the plot twist of a lifetime?"

Loneliness and Wine chimed in, "Are we sure we're not in a dream?"

Yaya added, "Oh my heavens, am I hallucinating or is this real life?"

In the blink of an eye, Omi's post detonated like a virtual atomic bomb, shaking the very foundations of the Baiyun Middle School forum. Within just a minute, over three thousand people had seen the post, generating a staggering two thousand responses.

The firestorm of activity was mind-boggling, with some users even posting multiple times to express their shock and excitement.

Meanwhile, at a local bar, Zhao Ritian and his gang of five continued their drinking session.

Wang Quirong said, "Brother Ritian, it looks like Omi won't be posting an apology to you tonight, or he would have already done so."

Zhao Ritian snorted, "Anyway, I gave him a deadline of tomorrow before class, if he doesn't even post by the deadline, don't blame me Zhao Ritian for bullying him."

Just at that moment, Chen Zhijie shouted, "Brother Ritian, it's posted, Omi has posted. Oh my god, there's already over 8,000 replies, I didn't even see his post five minutes ago, it must have been posted in these five minutes, there's 8,000 replies in five minutes, holy shit, so many people online."

Zhao Ritian heard Chen Zhijie say Omi have finally posted, and smiled proudly, "This son of a b*tch, finally posted, I thought he really wanted to f*ck with me and wasn't going to post, almost made me Zhao Ritian overestimate him. Really gutless, still devilish existence of the first evil youngster, if he has the guts, don't try to post."

Su Yuhao was busy: "Brother Ritian, Omi that silly urine, how dare he fight with you, he must have been in draft before, you see, isn't this finally posted."

"Hahaha." Long Xiaofei and Wang Quirong thought of Omi looking like a wimp in front of Zhao Ritian, and they both laughed out loud with pleasure.

But Chen Zhijie, his face was ugly and stammered, "Brother Ritian, Omi has indeed posted, but, but, his post, geez, you guys should read it before laughing."

Zhao Ritian was busy taking out his phone to look at it, and so were the three Long Xiaofei.

"…I, Omi, didn't put you in my eyes at all, much less treat you as an opponent. You must be confused, what exactly do I think of you as right? What's that? You can understand it as…shit, yes, a piece of shit…you don't deserve to play with me even with that stupid shit…"

"Bang." Zhao Ritian was trembling all over and violently smashed a bottle of beer on the floor.

Long Xiaofei, Su Yuhao, and Wang Quirong, who were also trembling all over after reading the post, looked up at Zhao Ritian and saw that Zhao Ritian's face was suffocating red, and on his neck and hands, all of his veins were bulging, like an enraged leopard.

Chen Zhijie cautiously said, "Brother Ritian, appease your anger."

The other three, however, did not speak, this was not the right time to speak, be careful of pissing off this angry leopard, this anger, any admonishment was no longer useful.

At Song Yu'er's house, Song Yu'er was lying on her bed, looking at her phone.

"Yay, power, Omi is so powerful." Song Yu'er suddenly jumped up in excitement, she is a person who is not afraid of the world, Omi seemed to be going to do it with the famous Zhao Ritian tomorrow, she was so excited that she couldn't wait for dawn and fly to school right away.

Song Yu'er also immediately replied, "What time is the fight tomorrow? Who knows? Please say."

This brain-dead chick, even the angry Zhao Ritian hasn't even replied yet, she had already asked what time the fight is going to start.

Omi was lying on the bed, somewhat speechless, he just went to the bathroom, once he came back, thousands of replies, how many people must be online ah, Omi had to admire the interconnectedness of this era.

At the bar, Zhao Ritian slowly calmed down, if Omi was in front of him at the moment, then Omi would have surely been beaten into shit by now. But Omi wasn't here, so it was useless to be angry.

Zhao Ritian took out his phone and immediately made an angry post.

"Omi, very good, don't miss class tomorrow if you have the guts, first class in the morning, I, Zhao Ritian, will come to you, clean your neck."

Zhao Ritian's post, the number of words was small, but it seemed that every word portray and show the anger he was filled with.

Omi refreshed his phone and saw Zhao Ritian's post, also in just a few minutes, seven or eight thousand replies.

Omi shook his head and laughed wordlessly. Omi wasn't interested in continuing this 'remote phone conversation' with Zhao Ritian on this matter, it would be better to settle it in person tomorrow.

Omi was trying to sleep when Liona sent him a text message.

"Have you sleep? Zhao Ritian is going to beat you tomorrow."

Omi was speechless when he saw Miss's text message, also realizing that Liona was also secretly concerned and viewing the campus forum.

"Miss, go to bed early." Omi returned her message.