Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 93: Close the Door Before Fighting

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Close the Door Before Fighting

The door was suddenly kicked open, startling Tie Mu. He turned around to see a group of students armed with various "weapons." It was clear to Tie Mu that they weren’t there to sell English newspapers.

"What do you want!" Tie Mu stood up straight and looked down at the intruders, speaking in a deep voice.

Standing nearly 1.9 meters tall, with his body’s well-developed muscles, Tie Mu presented an imposing figure.

The leader of the group was startled by the sight of Tie Mu. Of course, anyone would be scared upon seeing such a towering figure.

"Out of the way, this doesn’t concern you, we’re looking for him," said a student with dyed yellow hair, pointing at Chu Feng.

"If you’re looking for him, you’re looking for me; he’s my roommate," Tie Mu firmly declared, not believing that Chu Feng, who was much shorter and less muscular, could possibly handle this gang of rowdy students himself.

Chu Feng didn’t expect Tie Mu to stand up for him and felt a warmth in his heart. After all, they had barely exchanged five minutes of conversation since they first met, and most of that time, it was just Tie Mu talking and Chu Feng listening.

"Big guy, I advise you to mind your own business. Otherwise, things could get worse for you," threatened the yellow-haired leader, tapping a baseball bat in his hand.

Tie Mu was furious upon hearing this, retorting, "You dare threaten your Grandpa Tie? Believe it or not, I can smash your head right now."

As Tie Mu moved forward, the leader inadvertently took a step back.

"They’ve come for me, let’s ask about their intentions first," Chu Feng said, pulling Tie Mu back.

Hearing Chu Feng, Tie Mu responded, "Brother, don’t be scared, I can handle these punks by myself."

Chu Feng gave a faint smile, then nodded, and spoke to the leader, "Everyone come in, and you, close the door behind you. This isn’t something we want others to see; it’ll save us all trouble."

The yellow-haired leader thought for a moment and then instructed the others, "Everyone in, then close the door."

With a whoosh, the last of them crowded in, numbering over twenty, and the last one entered and closed the door.

Tie Mu frowned as Chu Feng acted like this. Although he truly wasn’t afraid of these twenty-some punks, in such a cramped space, injuries would be inevitable due to his large frame.

"Well, if injuries must happen, so be it," Tie Mu ultimately thought to himself.

"Kid, since you’re so eager, just ask away, so you can die enlightened," the yellow-haired punk said arrogantly.

Chu Feng shook his head, "I don’t want to ask now; even if I did, you wouldn’t tell the truth. Let’s fight first."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Chu Feng had already kicked out without waiting for Yellow Hair to react.

That kick from Chu Feng was fierce. It sent Yellow Hair flying off the ground.

In the next moment, under Tie Mu’s astonished gaze, Chu Feng dashed forward and slammed a punch into Yellow Hair’s nose.

The nose is the weakest part of the human body, and although Chu Feng was holding back, the punch still caused Yellow Hair’s nose to collapse completely and blood to spray out.

Then, like a Flood Dragon entering the sea, Chu Feng weaved through the crowd, targeting their vulnerable spots, especially their noses.

In just an instant, seven or eight of them had long streams of blood flowing from their noses, clutching their bellies, unable to stand.

"Damn, a master!" Seeing Chu Feng’s movement and how he effortlessly dodged the attacks, Tie Mu’s eyes lit up.

Tie Mu admitted to himself that he couldn’t possibly move with the same ease as Chu Feng, and would never come out completely unscathed.

Seeing Chu Feng’s ferocity, the other students, who were also just students after all, were scared and tried to run outside.

But the door was already closed, and as Chu Feng approached, they tried to open it. However, with seven or eight people scrambling to open it, they naturally couldn’t.

"It’s open!"

Finally, the last person managed to unlock the door, but before he could pull it open, he felt his body being lifted into the air. Crashing to the floor, he felt his internal organs shift all at once.

"Snap!"

Chu Feng pushed the door with his hand, closing it once again.

"Whew!"

Just as Chu Feng was about to turn around, a black fist came smashing toward him.

The punch had the force of at least five hundred catties; an ordinary person would have been bone broken and tendons snapped.

But luckily, Chu Feng was no ordinary person, he dodged with a swift turn of his head and then instantly threw a punch.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided, and Tie Mu was blasted back two steps, landing right on Yellow Hair’s thigh.

The pain made Yellow Hair wail for his mother all over again.

"Brother, I’m sorry, I have a habit, whenever I see a master, I feel the urge to spar. Just now I couldn’t hold back, it was purely a reflex of my body, nothing to do with my brain," Tie Mu hurriedly apologized after being sent retreating by Chu Feng’s punch.

Seeing Tie Mu’s sincere expression, Chu Feng could only helplessly accept it. Because Chu Feng could sense that Tie Mu’s punch just now was entirely a probe.

However, Chu Feng thought that being with such a ’Martial Arts Fool,’ his future days were probably going to be troublesome.

As expected, after apologizing, Tie Mu, with eyes ablaze with excitement, said, "Chu Feng, let’s go to the sports field and have a proper spar."

Chu Feng inwardly let out a wry smile, but still said, "There will be plenty of chances for us to spar, let’s first ask them what’s going on?"

Only then did Tie Mu remember that there were still more than twenty people lying in the room.

"Hey! I’m talking to you, what exactly happened here? Speak the truth quickly, Grandpa Tie has important matters to attend to," Tie Mu kicked the Yellow Hair who couldn’t straighten his back and demanded.

Yellow Hair gasped in pain from Tie Mu’s kick.

"Fuck! I’m asking you a question, why are you so slow to respond!" Seeing that Yellow Hair was silent, Tie Mu kicked him again.

Tie Mu probably felt that he hadn’t used much strength, but Yellow Hair felt like he was nearly kicked to death.

"If you keep kicking him, he’s going to die, let him catch his breath," Chu Feng said, looking at Yellow Hair whose face was turning a bit purple from the restraint.

Tie Mu glanced at the bruised face of Yellow Hair, curled his lips, and said, "Such a weakling, only took two kicks and he’s already turned into a wimp like this."

Yellow Hair, upon hearing these words, started crying. At the same time, he was screaming in his heart, not reconciled, "Your two kicks, damn big guy, how can they be compared to someone else’s? Your kicks could smash even steel plates."

"Who sent you here?" As Yellow Hair seemed to have caught his breath, Chu Feng asked coldly.

"It’s... it’s Jin Zhiqiang who sent me here," Yellow Hair, seeing Chu Feng’s murderous glare, didn’t dare to hide anything.

"That Jin Zhiqiang, is he the guy with green hair, that loser?" Upon hearing this name, Tie Mu frowned and asked.

"Yes... yes, Young Master Jin."

Chu Feng had been wondering who Jin Zhiqiang was, only to realize it was Tang Xiaoxiao’s suitor.

But this Jin Zhiqiang did indeed have some capabilities, to have found him so quickly.

"Chu Feng, how did you offend that loser from the Jin Family?" Tie Mu turned his head and looked at Chu Feng.

Before Chu Feng could answer, a deafening sound of someone pounding on the door came from outside.

"Open up! Open the door, or we’re breaking in!" someone outside shouted.

Chu Feng knew that someone must have seen the commotion and notified the school; the school authorities had arrived.

Chu Feng turned around, opened the security door behind him, and then a handsome male teacher with gold-rimmed glasses rushed in with a very inelegant entrance.

Following him were some people from the Student Union wearing armbands.

"It’s you!" The male teacher steadied himself and seeing Chu Feng, couldn’t help but reveal a trace of spite in his eyes.

Chu Feng touched his nose and mentally cursed his luck.

With so many teachers in the school, it had to be him who came.

However, what Chu Feng didn’t know was that Huang Zhongwei was the teacher in charge of new students at the Management College. When something happened on the new students’ side, of course, he had to come over right away.

"What is this? A freshman just arrived and you’re already starting a brawl? I think you no longer need to attend school. Take your registration documents and follow me to the student affairs office; you are expelled," Huang Zhongwei said upon seeing Chu Feng, thinking that his chance for revenge had come.

"Wait a minute! You want to expel me without even asking about the situation, don’t you think that’s a bit absurd?" Chu Feng said sternly when he heard Huang Zhongwei’s words.