Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 63 - 64 - s, Possessed Again

Chapter 63: 64 Chapters, Possessed Again

"I’ll beat you to death, you bastard!"

As he heard Zeng Xiaoxiao’s excited shout, Li Ziming finally snapped out of his shock. His eyes blazed with a fiery red glow as he recklessly charged at Xiao Yi, furiously kicking at him.

Li Ziming had completely lost his reason. With his kick, he fully exerted his strength, delivering his signature move—Whirlwind Combo Kick. Harnessing the force of rotating and side-stepping, he rapidly launched consecutive kicks from three different directions: high, middle, and low, aiming at several distinct parts of his opponent’s body.

"Young Master Li, great move!"

"Beat the hell out of him!"

"Kill him!"

"..."

Seeing Li Ziming unleash his signature Whirlwind Kick, the cohort of followers dressed in Taekwondo uniforms also snapped back to reality, their faces lit with excitement as they began yelling animatedly.

However, just as their shouts died down, an unexpected turn of events occurred. The fiercely dominating Li Ziming, who had mercilessly unleashed his signature strikes, suddenly distorted his face in agony. The next moment, he collapsed on the ground, clutching the leg he had kicked out and rolling over it while screaming excruciatingly.

All those from the Taekwondo Club who had followed Li Ziming were completely dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what had just happened. They had seen their club leader so imposing just moments earlier; why had he suddenly ended up like this?

Besides, they had all been closely monitoring the situation on the ground. That hick surnamed Xiao seemed to have been stunned by the president’s swift and elegant Whirlwind Kick, standing there foolishly without striking back or even making a move. It should have been a certain hit if the president’s kick had landed!

For a moment, they even forgot Li Ziming’s cries of pain.

The crowd watching from afar in the school corridor was also dumbstruck, each person wearing a look of astonishment. What just happened? How could this famed president of the Taekwondo Club suddenly start screaming in pain? It would be understandable if Xiao Yi had fought back, but Xiao Yi clearly hadn’t!

In a secluded corner of the oblivious crowd, Zhao Yuhua watched everything that just unfolded. It wasn’t that she was nosy; she just happened to glance over as she walked along the corridor and caught the baffling scene. The moment she saw Li Ziming suddenly scream and fall, her usually indifferent face froze, but it was merely a brief moment before the slight stagnation disappeared, her eyes flashing an odd expression.

Zeng Xiaoxiao was also stunned.

This scene was all too familiar to her. The last time, at the Taekwondo Hall, it was exactly like this, although it seemed even worse now, as his screams were even more pitiful.

But, to be this precise?

Had Li really had a stroke again?

It took a while for Zeng Xiaoxiao to regain her composure. Looking at Li Ziming, who continued to writhe and scream on the ground, her lovely, large eyes suddenly sparkled with an unusual, dazzling light.

"Young Master Li, what’s wrong with you?"

"Young Master Li, are you okay?"

"..."

Finally, after another pig-slaughtering scream from Li Ziming, everyone clothed in Taekwondo uniforms snapped out of it, glaring fiercely at Xiao Yi as they rushed to the fallen Li Ziming, shouting with concerned expressions.

"It’s not my fault, I didn’t touch him!"

Watching Li Ziming’s agonizing screams, a hint of cold laughter flashed in the depths of Xiao Yi’s eyes. As he turned his head and saw Zeng Xiaoxiao staring wide-eyed at him, he hurriedly spread his hands, looking somewhat helpless as he said,

"I saw it, I know."

Zeng Xiaoxiao didn’t contradict Xiao Yi; she nodded and then turned her head, looking at Li Ziming with some sympathy. "Poor kid, looks like he’s been cursed."

"This guy really is unlucky; looks like he usually doesn’t accumulate much good karma," Xiao Yi said, nodding in complete agreement before continuing, "Xiaoxiao, you’re okay, right? If you are, I’ll head off first; it’s too noisy here."

"I’m fine, hee hee, Brother Xiao is right, it’s really too noisy here. I’m leaving too."

Zeng Xiaoxiao giggled, then turned her head to look at Li Ziming who was still screaming heartbreakingly on the ground, and the anxious companions circling him, unsure of what to do. She said indignantly, "These people really have no public morality at all, making such a noise in a classroom."

With that, she nonchalantly grabbed Xiao Yi’s hand and walked out of the classroom, not caring about the burning gazes of anger from the members of the Taekwondo Club who had followed Li Ziming.

Perhaps because they were wary of Xiao Yi or because they were concerned for Li Ziming’s condition, they simply didn’t bother about Xiao Yi. Just like the last time, none of those dressed in Taekwondo uniforms who had come with Li Ziming made any move to stop Xiao Yi, nor did anyone even utter a word of threat.

"Are you heading to the library?"

Exiting the classroom building, Xiao Yi halted his steps and looked towards Zeng Xiaoxiao.

"Not going anymore, I’ll just go home. Hee hee, Brother Xiao, you go ahead. Make sure you study well."

After saying this cheerfully, Zeng Xiaoxiao released Xiao Yi’s hand and briskly walked toward a pink Beetle parked nearby. As she walked, she turned around and waved at Xiao Yi, "Brother Xiao, see you! Next time let’s go check on Li and see if he has another stroke!"

"Thump!"

Upon hearing Zeng Xiaoxiao’s words, Xiao Yi, who was just about to step away, stumbled and fell to the ground.

————————————(I’m on a business trip today; the update might be a bit late, sorry for the inconvenience!)