Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 62 - 63 Li Ziming

Chapter 62: Chapter 63 Li Ziming

"What are you talking about?"

Xiao Yi had naturally heard the crude voice, and he had even seen the person who was speaking, the one surnamed Li from Taekwondo Hall last Friday, who had been ruthlessly pricked by his Shadowless Needle because of his foul mouth. Behind him followed several capable but fierce-looking young men, all dressed in the standard white Taekwondo uniforms.

By this time, if he still didn’t know what was going on, he might as well find a block of tofu and smash his head against it.

A wry smile couldn’t help but spread across his face. He really couldn’t figure out why Zeng Xiaoxiao, this girl, who hadn’t seen him kick Gao Junjie and the other three, still wasn’t discouraged and had gone straight to fetch this Li fellow. He had just been wondering what she was looking out the window for, and it turned out she was waiting for him to come over.

"Uh... Brother Xiao, look, that guy surnamed Li has come to find you. They seem to be looking for you," Zeng Xiaoxiao said, pretending to be surprised as she looked at the group of people walking towards them with ferocious faces. She blinked at Xiao Yi while trying to suppress her excitement.

"I see it," Xiao Yi said, rolling his eyes speechlessly. It was you who brought these people here, yet you’re acting as if it’s real.

After all, they were right in front of him, how could he not see them?

"All irrelevant people, get out of here, or else you’ll be responsible for the consequences!"

Li Ziming, leading a group of people, stood in front of Xiao Yi and Zeng Xiaoxiao, glancing at them with eyes that could almost devour a person. He didn’t directly shout at Xiao Yi but kicked a chair fiercely and shouted threateningly at the students still gathered around to watch the commotion.

The men following behind him also coldly stared down the crowd of onlookers.

Ever since this group had appeared at the classroom door, many students had already felt fear and stealthily slipped away. Even though they had been in school for less than half a year, the reputation of the Taekwondo Club, especially the notoriety of the club president Li Ziming, was already well known. Seeing the legendary Li Ziming personally leading people over with Xiao Yi as their target, all the students couldn’t help but feel sympathy for Xiao Yi, wondering what he had done to provoke such an expert. Although Xiao Yi had kicked Gao Junjie and the others last time, they did not believe that Xiao Yi was a match for the legendary Taekwondo Club president.

However, there were still some who didn’t know about Li Ziming and were standing by, watching the excitement. Seeing their glares, they quickly hurried away. These people didn’t look friendly, and they certainly didn’t want to get involved in any trouble.

The classroom soon became spotless, leaving only Xiao Yi and Zeng Xiaoxiao, as well as Li Ziming and his entourage in Taekwondo uniforms standing before them.

"Mr. Xiao, kneel down right now and beg for mercy, and I might consider being lenient!"

After clearing the nearby bystanders, Li Ziming’s gaze returned to Xiao Yi and Zeng Xiaoxiao. Seeing Zeng Xiaoxiao excited instead of scared, and Xiao Yi looking indifferent and unflappable, an extreme discomfort suddenly welled up inside him.

That crazy girl Zeng Xiaoxiao was already a ticking time bomb, but why was this kid looking so unconcerned?

About the last incident, he had initially suspected Xiao Yi of foul play, but after reviewing the video recordings and hearing the doctors’ opinions, he gradually came to believe their explanation: sudden onset of nervous tension that caused him agony, something he had never experienced before.

He certainly had not seen any sign of Xiao Yi lifting a finger.

Once he confirmed the cause, he could only heave a sigh in secret. This Xiao Yi had some seriously dumb luck; a sudden nervous tension causing pain at such a critical moment.

Although last time’s pain wasn’t caused by Xiao Yi, the memory of that slap he received from the young man filled him with hatred. He had never been slapped in the face before!

After returning from the hospital, he immediately started to investigate, but unfortunately, at that time, aside from knowing that the other party’s surname was Xiao, he knew nothing else. He couldn’t go and ask Zeng Xiaoxiao, so for a while, there were simply no leads to follow. What he hadn’t expected, though, was that today, while he was training the club members, he suddenly received a text message from Zeng Xiaoxiao, telling him Xiao Yi wanted to have a one-on-one fight with him and providing the address.

As soon as he saw the message, he was instantly seething with rage. He had been annoyed about not being able to find him to settle the score, and here the guy was, brazenly proposing a one-on-one challenge? Without a second thought, he took several of the elite members from the club and rushed over. He brought backup not because he feared losing to Xiao Yi, but because he was concerned Zeng Xiaoxiao might have some sort of scheme up her sleeve. After all, Zeng Xiaoxiao’s eccentric and mischievous reputation was well-known, and there was no one acquainted with her who wouldn’t be wary.

"Your mouth is still as foul as ever!"

Xiao Yi looked indifferently at the arrogant Li Ziming in front of him, his eyebrows slightly furrowing upon hearing that remark.

Seeing Zeng Xiaoxiao’s crazed determination to make him strike, as if she wouldn’t be satisfied until he did, Xiao Yi became resigned to the fact that a confrontation was inevitable today. He actually felt quite calm about it. After all, he hadn’t liked this Li guy very much either. He strutted around all day like he was something special, with an incredibly foul mouth. Giving him a lesson would be doing a favor. Just like Zeng Xiaoxiao said, if it’s going to be fun, why not go for it? Why worry about so much?

"Fuck you..."

As soon as Xiao Yi spoke, Li Ziming was so infuriated he was about to burst, and a curse word almost slipped out—only to be cut off mid-sentence.

Just like last time.

With a crisp "SMACK!" sound, Li Ziming’s face suddenly sported a bright red handprint.

The difference was, last time he had finished speaking, but this time, he hadn’t even completed his sentence.

All those who followed Li Ziming were stunned.

This guy had actually slapped their president—Li Ziming—across the face!

Although they had heard from those present at the scene of the previous incident that Li Ziming had been slapped then too, they hadn’t been there to see it for themselves. Watching Li Ziming receive a slap right on the face now was a completely different experience!

They were all shocked and dumbfounded!

Li Ziming, oh, Li Ziming!

The president of the Taekwondo Club, the top expert of the Taekwondo Club, and also the top expert of Z University, the leading figure within the Z University campus!

Moreover, he was the Third Young Master of the Li Family!

He always had the role of slapping others; never was he the one being slapped!

Li Ziming himself was dumbstruck, he couldn’t fathom how this guy dared to slap him again.

"Wow, another slap. Brother Xiao, you’re really too cool."

Zeng Xiaoxiao, however, screamed in excitement, her small face flushing red.

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