Chapter 68: Bullying People Like This

The ninety-nine people in the class and Mo Ganyun standing outside were all dumbfounded.

Being friends?

You bullied him to such an extent and still managed to say this?

But somehow, they all remembered Fang Che's well-intentioned proposal during the grand competition: win or lose, we are friends.

Huo Churan's response back then was: I don't want to be friends with you.

Now, Fang Che said this again, but the meaning was entirely different.

It was a real hit to the heart!

Huo Churan had taken so many hits without fainting.

But as soon as he heard "being friends," he roared and fainted.

He fainted from sheer anger.

"Look how happy you are, fainting from joy."

Fang Che said.

Then Fang Che nodded to everyone in the class and said gracefully, "Sorry for the disturbance. Goodbye."

He turned around, his black cloak with dark gold patterns catching a hint of starlight, and disappeared from the classroom doorway.

"Quick, get help!"

"Take him to the infirmary."

"Go inform the instructor."

...

Moments later.

The four instructors of Class Eleven arrived together, their eyes blazing as they looked at the remaining ninety-nine students.

"He got beaten up? And you all just stood by and watched?"

"He was beaten right at the classroom door?"

"He got beaten, and what about your dignity? He's your classmate! Don't you understand that one person's honor is everyone's honor?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The class monitor stood up calmly and said, "Instructors, it's not that we didn't want to intervene, and no one was afraid of getting beaten. Even if we couldn't beat Fang Che, it would just mean taking a beating. As martial artists, none of us mind that. But..."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "I don't know about the other students, but personally, I don't like Huo Churan. Watching him get beaten actually felt quite satisfying."

"We feel the same!"

"Me too!"

Immediately, the class was filled with a surge of agreement.

The four instructors simultaneously turned as black as coal.

Huo Churan was indeed not very likable, but even they didn't expect that this genius ranked highly in the grand competition would have such poor popularity!

"If this were a battlefield and your comrade was being beaten or killed, would you just stand by and watch?"

The four instructors were furious.

Though the students all thought to themselves that the situation was different, they wisely kept their heads down to avoid the scolding.

After venting their anger, the four instructors turned to find Li Changkong.

"Fang Che went to your class and fought?"

Li Changkong looked baffled: "Who won?"

One of the instructors snapped, "Are you stupid? If your student lost, would I be here talking to you?"

Bing Shangxue gave a meaningful "Oh," and said, "So your student got beaten by my student?"

The four instructors of Class Eleven were speechless.

Bao Feiyu said, "Was it Huo Churan who got beaten? Your class's top genius? Tsk."

It must be said, that "tsk" was full of soul.

Duan Zhongliu, after a moment of silence, said, "Your student got beaten, so why are you coming to us?"

The four instructors of Class Eleven were stunned with anger.

Is that even a human response?

"We've been beaten, which means we didn't teach well. But this matter needs to be reported to the four gold medal instructors."

The head instructor said through gritted teeth.

The words 'gold medal' were spoken with a very sarcastic tone.

Li Changkong waved his hand: "Well, now the four gold medals know. You can go back."

"..."

The four instructors of Class Eleven held back their anger and turned to leave!

They had known that although these four taught their students well, they were not very reasonable.

Now they had seen it firsthand.

Too much.

As soon as the four left, Li Changkong and his three colleagues stood up.

"Let's go!"

The four entered the classroom like a flash of light.

At a glance, they saw Fang Che sitting quietly with his eyes closed, cultivating.

Acting as if nothing had happened.

His entire aura was calm and stable, exuding a gentle and refined demeanor.

His expression was serene.

He appeared diligent, focused, hardworking, and dedicated.

"Fang Che!"

Li Changkong called out sternly.

"Hello, Instructor."

Fang Che stood up, polite and respectful: "What are your instructions, Instructor?"

Li Changkong stopped and glared at Fang Che, the four of them circling around him.

Then Bing Shangxue asked, "Went to Class Eleven to fight?"

"Yes, that Huo Churan was too..."

"No need to explain the reason." Bing Shangxue asked, "Did you win?"

"Yes, I won."

"Were you injured?"

"No injuries!"

"Hmm."

The four of them stared at Fang Che for a while. Finally, Duan Zhongliu concluded, "In the future, don't hit so hard!"

"Yes!"

Bing Shangxue glared fiercely at Duan Zhongliu: What kind of nonsense are you saying!

Aren't you encouraging him to go and beat people up again?

Duan Zhongliu also felt he might have said the wrong thing, but since it was already said, he wasn't going to take it back.

Besides, what's the big deal about students fighting each other?

This is a martial academy.

For example, Mo Ganyun fights with Fang Che every day, and Mo Ganyun is always beaten to a pulp. Have I ever said anything?

The instructors of Class Eleven were just making a fuss!

And they call themselves instructors, huh!

...

In the afternoon, Duan Zhongliu realized he had made a mistake.

Huo Churan's injury report came out.

Even Li Changkong took a sharp breath.

There were no fatal injuries.

However, the bones in his head were dented.

Whether it was the nasal bone, eye socket, cheekbone, or ear… even the top-tier physicians at Baiyun Martial Academy using the best medicine couldn't fully heal him in just a few days.

Bing Shangxue kept sighing and casting resentful glances at Duan Zhongliu.

This is your doing!

Duan Zhongliu looked innocent.

It was just one fight, what's the big deal?

A bit severe, but it's fine... right?

...

That night, Fang Che returned to his residence, checked on Yen Meng's progress, inspected the mechanisms for safety, then set up the mechanisms in his bedroom, and hid in a secret compartment to rest with his spear.

Yes, bonding with the spear.

The night passed peacefully without incident.

Huo Churan actually endured it?

Fang Che felt very dissatisfied.

Shouldn't you at least have some people from your family come over?

How could it be like this?

You've allied with the Three Saints Sect, and now you've become a turtle hiding in its shell? This doesn't seem like the style of a demonic sect.

You are a demonic sect, what about righteousness and morality?

The next morning, after lunch.

Fang Che went out again.

At the entrance of Class Eleven, Huo Churan, wrapped like a mummy, sat in his seat, looking dejected.

Fang Che knocked on the door and walked in leisurely.

The entire class's students looked at him with burning eyes.

Why is he here again?

What does he want this time?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Che walked up to Huo Churan, whose eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and said, "Huo Churan, the instructors know about what happened yesterday. They scolded me and warned me not to hit you so hard in the future."

He spoke sincerely, "So I came to tell you that."

The whole class was stunned. Fang Che was actually here to apologize?

This... was a bit unexpected.

Then, Fang Che seemed to hear something and immediately turned, glaring at Wei Zihao beside him, "What are you laughing at?"

Wei Zihao looked bewildered, "I didn't laugh."

"You damn well did! You clearly laughed!"

Wei Zihao desperately defended himself, "I really didn't!"

Bang!

Fang Che punched Wei Zihao in the face, "You didn't? You dare say you didn't!"

Wei Zihao screamed, "I really didn't laugh... Brother, I didn't laugh..."

"You damn well want to be my brother!"

Fang Che got even angrier and immediately pressed forward.

"Brother me! Brother me! Brother me!"

Bang, bang, bang...

Fang Che landed forty or fifty punches on Wei Zihao's face, and after just a few screams, Wei Zihao passed out.

As Fang Che delivered the last punch, he clearly saw a dark aura starting to rise from Wei Zihao's face...

Frowning, he immediately stopped and quickly rubbed his face a couple of times, chuckling awkwardly, "So fragile... and you're a martial academy student... Pfft. Hey, Huo Churan, I was talking to you just now. Why don't you say something?"

He turned back to Huo Churan.

The class monitor and others had rushed to Fang Che's side, but seeing him turn to apologize to Huo Churan again, they hesitated, withdrawing their raised fists, looking speechless.

"What should I say?" Huo Churan glared at Fang Che with resentment.

Fang Che angrily said, "I just said I shouldn't hit you so hard in the future, and you didn't react. Why didn't you react?"

Huo Churan almost fainted from anger.

You hadn't even finished talking before you started picking on Wei Zihao. When did I have a chance to respond?

Now you're blaming me?

But thinking that Fang Che was forced to apologize and was unwilling, taking it out on Wei Zihao was understandable.

Still, I can't provoke him now. Once I recover, I'll definitely deal with this Fang guy!

So, gritting his teeth, with eyes full of hatred, Huo Churan said, "No problem, being beaten by you is just because I'm not skilled enough. I didn't mind. If someday I can beat you, I won't hold back either!"

Smack!

A crisp sound echoed through the class.

Fang Che raised his hand and slapped Huo Churan across the face: "Damn it, can't you understand good intentions? I'm here to make peace with you, and you're so unreasonable, even threatening me?!"

"You still want to beat me in the future? Revenge? Retaliation?!"

"Ungrateful!"

He punched Huo Churan's still-healing nose again with a crack. Fang Che shouted angrily, "Do you even have a conscience?!"

"Ah!"

Huo Churan screamed and fell backward.

Fang Che swiftly pounced, straddling Huo Churan and raining punches down like a storm.

"When I gave you face, you couldn't take it once!"

"And you still want to beat me!"

"Threatening me!"

"My good intentions... ungrateful!"

"You heartless bastard!"

"Bang, bang, bang..."

He pounded Huo Churan with forty or fifty punches before anyone could intervene.

"Fang Che, you've gone too far!"

The class monitor flew over in anger, delivering a powerful punch.

"Ah, what a powerful punch!"

Fang Che was sent flying out of the door.

Rubbing his shoulder, Fang Che said, "Nice punch, class monitor. You're really strong! But it's frustrating, Huo Churan is so ungrateful. For the class monitor's sake, let's call it a day!"

He turned and walked away.

The class monitor was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look at his fist: My fist... is it really that strong? I actually managed to send Fang Che flying?

Normally, I can't even beat Huo Churan.

The other classmates who gathered around were also a bit confused. Fang Che had said, "Let's call it a day!"

How did it feel... like he was being magnanimous?

Clearly, he had bullied someone almost to death, right?

How could he have the nerve to say such a thing?

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