Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

1Looking at Xiong Lei, who had once acted arrogantly in school, the surrounding students' mouths couldn't help but twitch. At this moment, his face was completely swollen like a pig's head, and he no longer had his usual cool posture.    3

    

Just now, Zhang Yang broke both of Xiong Lei's arms at the same time. No one would have thought that this emotionless guy would be so cruel and bloody.    

    

"Damn, it's so bloody." The pimple-faced fellow in the canteen had a look of lingering fear on his face, "This bro was thinking of finding fault at that time …"    

    

Just as he finished speaking, someone beside him said in a low voice, "He's from our class. He beat Hou Dong and the others up on the first day after he recovered from his illness. What a counterattack."    

    

"In that case, the beating up Lee Hong at the school gate the other day made him beg for mercy on his knees was also real!"    

    

"Of course it's true. There's a rumor in our class that this guy has picked up a martial arts manual …"    

    

Su Su stood there and gazed at the expressionless Zhang Yang. She was feeling a complicated feeling in her heart. She couldn't understand what kind of person this usually mischievous guy was.    

    

He thought back to the day when he went to see him with Zhou Qian, this guy holding a banana and acting dirty. Then he thought about how Hou Dong had been beaten up in the classroom, and how Lee Hong had been beaten up by the school, and how the Chief of the Criminal Investigation Squad had pissed his pants in the private room of Yellow Crane Tower …    

    

What kind of person was he!    

    

Su Su had once guessed that Zhang Yang had some kind of background. Due to his lame leg, he didn't want to attract any attention, so he intentionally kept a low profile.    

    

However, at this moment, he was being low-key. He was not being low-key. He merely disdained being high-profile.    

    

Just as her imagination was running wild, another big mouth spread in all directions.    

    

His attack was as fast as lightning. Xiong Lei had lost the power to fight back, but with this slap, his body became unstable and he was about to fall.    

    

However, with another slap, Xiong Lei's body staggered again.    

    

After that, there were more than ten resounding slaps in succession like a violent storm.    

    

The entire audience was silent.    

    

The entire cafeteria was silent!    

    

"Pah!"    

    

"Pah!"    

    

A resounding slapping sound was heard. Every time a slap was heard, the student's heart would tighten and the muscles on his face would twitch.    

    

If the beating of Wang Hu and Guan Honglei had shocked the crowd, then the continuous slapping of his face could only make the crowd shiver.    

    

Before this, the students who hadn't fully come into contact with society had never thought that slapping them would be such a terrifying and common humiliation.    

    

One after another, seemingly endless slaps were the most painful ravages they could imagine.    

    

Many of the female students had already closed their eyes, trembling. They couldn't bear to look, but their loud and clear voices caused them to collapse. If they were to take this kind of blow, it would be inconceivable.    

    

The male students were not much better off. They were completely dominated by the loud and clear voices. It was not like they had never seen a fierce character before, nor had they never seen a bloody scene.    

    

To be honest, if Zhang Yang had beaten Xiong Lei in any other way, they would have accepted it. After all, these scenes often appeared in live movies.    

    

However, the continuous slaps seemed to have struck everyone's heart. No one knew how powerful Zhang Yang's slaps were, but they were abnormally loud.    

    

This could no longer be called a beating, but a trampling, a humiliation of a red fruit!    

    

Xiong Lei had lost his head and both of his wrists were broken. Surprisingly, he did not lose consciousness and did not fall down. Just like that, he felt waves of numbness coming from his face.    

    

At this moment, he even had the heart to die. He regretted and hated that he didn't blindly make a move without clearly investigating the situation. He hated that! He hated this demon. Why did it humiliate him like this? However, he hated Lee Hong even more in his heart. It was obvious that he had been used by him as a gun.    

    

"I'll kill you." Xiong Lei gritted his teeth and turned around. He bent down and used all his strength to hit Zhang Yang's chest.    

    

When people saw this God of Slaughter, they only sneered. They bent their knees and smashed onto Xiong Lei's chin as fast as lightning. At the same time he left the ground, they waved their hands and gave him another slap.    

    

"Pah!"    

    

This slap was clearly heavier than the previous one. It directly sent Xiong Lei flying in the air and made everyone suck in a breath of cold air.    

    

Demon, this is a demon!    

    

However, just as Xiong Lei was about to land, Zhang Yang followed up like lightning. His hands and feet moved together, and the Xiong Lei who originally fell to the ground barely managed to stabilize his feet once again.    

    

Before he could react, two slaps from both sides swiftly landed on his face.    

    

"Too arrogant!"    

    

"He's more than arrogant. He's simply arrogant and unbridled."    

    

"Oh god, I swear, in the future, don't provoke anyone, don't provoke him …"    

    

The surrounding students were discussing in whispers. Their hatred towards Xiong Lei turned into deep pity. However, no one dared to step forward to stop them.    

    

Xiong Lei had completely collapsed. No matter how he moved, Zhang Yang's palm would always slap his face from any angle in an inconceivable manner. It was scorching and extremely painful.    

    

Strangely, even though he wanted to faint, there was no sign of him falling unconscious. He wanted to resist, but he had no strength left in his body.    

    

He wanted to fall to the ground, but the opponent's palm was like a whip spinning a top. It was impossible for him to dodge, making it impossible for him to fall down. He didn't even have the time to close his eyes.    

    

What made Xiong Lei incomparably wronged was that he originally wanted to open his mouth and beg for forgiveness, but when the slap landed on his face, he was unable to say a single word.    

    

His attitude was so vile that it was like he was teaching his son a lesson.    

    

That one strike after another that didn't have much force, but was abnormally loud and clear, finally destroyed Xiong Lei's face and confidence. He forgot the pain of his wrist being broken and humiliated yet also felt wronged as he opened his mouth and cried.    

    

Xiong Lei cried bitterly. He could only feel sorrow in his heart. Finally, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore.    

    

"Who told you to make trouble for me?" Zhang Yang finally stopped and stared at him indifferently.    

    

This was the second time he had spoken. There was no cold and cruel look in his eyes, only an expression as cold as ice. But in the depths of his eyes, everyone could see a fierce demon that was suffocating.    

    

Silence!    

    

Other than Xiong Lei crying, there was no other sound.    

    

This scene was unimaginable to the crowd. How much courage it took for a guy who usually showed off his strength to be beaten up like this. People could not help but think of the gangster brother behind Xiong Lei, Dao Ba.    

    

At this time, no one dared to be the first to act. Although everyone knew that it was very possible that it would cause a stir in the school, no matter what happened to Zhang Yang, his demonic image had already left an indelible mark in everyone's mind.    

    

Zhang Yang slowly took another step forward and his aura suddenly changed. "I'll ask you one last time, who told you to cause trouble for me."    

    

It was impossible to capture the aura, but it actually existed. For example, some of the higher ups had a certain aura, and in other words, it was a type of Spiritual Power. The aura Zhang Yang was emitting right now was as cold as the netherworld's Blood Cultivator.    

    

This was the result of nurturing a Evil Qi.    

    

Many people could feel this kind of physical aura, and it could also be said to be an aura.    

    

"It's Lee Hong. He ordered us to …" It was unknown whether it was tears or snot that covered Xiong Lei's face. "He likes Su Su. Last time, you humiliated him in front of the school gates …"    

    

At this point, he had already said everything that he wanted to say. His words caused everyone to turn their gazes towards Su Su.    

    

"You dare offend Young Master Li? This is just an appetizer, he definitely won't let you off …"    

    

Xiong Lei was truly scared. He felt that he wasn't alone, but rather a cold-blooded and ruthless demon.    

    

"It really is him!"    

    

Su Su, on the other hand, had a slightly pale face. She was biting her lips and had a complicated expression on her face. It was unknown what she was thinking about.    

    

Zhang Yang also looked as if he had expected it. His eyes slightly narrowed. He already had a killing intent. Such a person must not live in this world. Although he is not afraid, he will still get annoyed because of it.    

    

After all, there was no such thing as a thousand days of guarding against thieves.    

    

It was best to eliminate this hidden danger as soon as possible. Of course, he would not kill people in broad daylight, nor would he let anyone find any clues.    

    

"What's going on!"    

    

Just as he was thinking, a deep voice suddenly came from outside the crowd.    

    

"Teacher Jing is here." It was unknown who shouted.    

    

The surrounding students dispersed one by one. Looking up, they saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses walking over. Beside him, there was another person. It was the former history substitute teacher, Lee Penghui.    

    

The two walked into the arena and expressionlessly looked at the people lying on the ground, especially Lee Penghui. The corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, but in an instant, it turned into an expression of righteousness.    

    

Last time, he prepared to humiliate Zhang Yang in the classroom, but was slapped in the face and became the laughingstock of the whole school. Not only that, he was directly deprived of the right to take over the class and was assigned to the school's logistics work.    

    

He already hated Zhang Yang to the bones.    

    

He did not know the cause of this situation. He had only seen Zhang Yang beat him up, but this time Lee Penghui had learned his lesson and went straight to the Education Bureau.    

    

He did not look for the principal, nor did he look for the head of the Education Bureau, nor the other instructors. Instead, he looked for the instructor, Jing Xincheng.    

    

He knew that Jing Xincheng had a good relationship with the Wu family. In the past, when Lee Hong stirred up trouble in the school, Jing Xincheng had always dealt with it.    

    

To be specific, Jing Xincheng had been trying to curry favor with Lee Hong, his uncle, Li Jianghai, in front of the Deputy Director of the Education Bureau.    

    

Therefore, this time, he was prepared to put Zhang Yang to death. So what if his memory was good?    

    

Jing Xincheng also didn't know the cause of the matter, but when he came in just now, he happened to hear what Xiong Lei said, so he stopped him.    

    

Jing Xincheng didn't have a good impression of trash students like Xiong Lei, but he knew that these people had a good relationship with Lee Hong, and he had helped clean up their mess in the past.    

    

Especially when Xiong Lei said something like 'instructed by Lee Hong', Jing Xincheng couldn't help but be shocked. Today is the second time the mock exam was held. If he doesn't handle it well, his future will be worrisome.    

    

However, when he saw the people who were lying on the ground were Xiong Lei and the others, the depths of his eyes couldn't help brightening but very quickly, they darkened and his gaze went straight to Zhang Yang who was standing on the stage.