Super Soldier in Campus

Being good at fist-fighting could be seen as crude behavior, but Lin Feng not only didn't find it disgraceful, he was even proud of it. This made Yi Zhan's face flush red then turn pale; he'd never met someone so arrogant!

"Can I take this as a threat from you?" Yi Zhan squinted, gazing at Lin Feng, and asked darkly.

"Yes. Don't even think about harassing Tang Rou anymore, or else I'll make you regret being born," Lin Feng nodded, saying with a smile.

With Lin Feng's words, the atmosphere suddenly grew tense. The dozen or so students behind Yi Zhan glared at Lin Feng with ill intent, all rolling up their sleeves almost simultaneously.

"This guy talks really tough!"

"Tsk tsk, only a fierce dragon dares cross the river. Let's see if you're a true dragon or just a mud snake!"

"Daring to talk to Boss Yi Zhan like this? Is he looking for death?!"

Yi Zhan glanced cheerfully at his menacing companions beside him, then said to Lin Feng, "Kid, don't be too arrogant. Don't forget, this is my turf! Believe it or not, I can make you come in standing up and leave lying down!"

"Yi Zhan, what do you think you're doing? This is school property, don't you dare cause trouble!" Tang Rou, hearing Yi Zhan's threat to Lin Feng, immediately spoke in his defense.

This silly girl, so adorably naive... Who am I, Lin Feng, ever afraid of? Lin Feng looked at Tang Rou with a mix of pity and helplessness. He had no choice; since Tang Rou was already speaking up for him, interrupting her now would be a great loss of face for her.

"Tang Rou, it's not me who wants to cause trouble!" Yi Zhan leisurely adjusted his wristwatch and said cheerfully to Tang Rou, "Didn't you hear him? He was the one who provoked me... saying something about liking to use fists. I'm just speaking his language."

"Lin Feng..." Tang Rou looked at Lin Feng with pleading eyes. She was afraid Lin Feng would get into too much trouble with so many people because of her. "Why don't we leave for now...?"

"Don't even think about leaving!" Yi Zhan's face turned livid. With a wave of his hand, he had four people go over and guard the stairwell entrance. "No one leaves today until this is settled!"

"That's right, if there's something to discuss, we should discuss it clearly!" Lin Feng also nodded with a smile. He held Tang Rou's hand and gestured towards Yi Hongmei inside the classroom, saying, "You head back to the classroom first and wait for me. I have a few things to clear up with this senior."

"Lin Feng..." Tang Rou's eyes showed a hint of worry, but she followed Lin Feng's words, looking back every few steps as she walked back to the classroom.

"I'll be fine, don't worry!" Lin Feng shook his head and said very seriously.

Watching the affectionate interaction between Tang Rou and Lin Feng, Yi Zhan's expression grew even uglier.

In reality, Yi Zhan wasn't nearly as refined as he appeared. As the vice-chairman of the Foreign Languages School Student Union, he relied on his good family background to act arrogantly at school and was a known flirt. It was only after meeting Tang Rou two months ago that he started pretending to be serious in his pursuit of her.

The real Yi Zhan wasn't one to act subserviently; he was even more accustomed to solving problems with his fists than Lin Feng.

Once Tang Rou had entered the classroom, Lin Feng clenched his fist, brought it to his mouth, coughed lightly twice, and calmly said to Yi Zhan, "Yi Zhan, right? I'll repeat myself: don't harass Tang Rou anymore. This is your second warning. I hope you know what's good for you!"

"Know what's good for me? You don't understand the situation, do you?" Yi Zhan retorted. Seeing that Tang Rou had already entered the classroom, he no longer had any reservations. Casually waving his hand, he ordered two people beside him, "Go, subdue this kid and teach him what it means for the many to bully the few!"

"Yes, Boss Yi!" Two burly students beside Yi Zhan, their faces twisted into sinister smiles, advanced on Lin Feng.

"Kid, you brought this on yourself! Daring to threaten Boss Yi Zhan, aren't you looking for death?" The student on Lin Feng's right sneered. His body was extremely muscular, clad only in a tight T-shirt that exposed his solid abdominal muscles. He advanced on Lin Feng with a ferocious grin and suddenly threw a punch at Lin Feng's stomach—Black Tiger Steals Heart!

So, they're cut from the same cloth... Seeing Yi Zhan directly order his men to attack, Lin Feng actually felt a sense of relief. Attacking directly saved the trouble of exchanging words—how great was that!

Lin Feng threw a punch, silently meeting the fist hurtling towards him.

A dull roar echoed in the void—it was the sound of a fist powered by Inner Strength stirring the air!

The student who attacked sensed something was wrong. A look of panic crossed his face, but he could no longer retreat.

BANG! CRACK...

Lin Feng's fist heavily collided with the student's fist.

First, there was a muffled BANG, followed by a sharp, ear-piercing CRACK, as if something had snapped!

In fact, that was the sound of finger bones fracturing!

"AAAAH..."

The student let out an agonized scream as excruciating pain shot through his entire body, causing him to instinctively clutch his fist, howl in agony, and hop around uncontrollably.

His companion's hideous screams stunned Yi Zhan for a moment, a look of disbelief on his face. Is it really that exaggerated? This guy isn't just faking it, is he?

However, Lin Feng acted again. His figure shifted, seeming to glide horizontally across the ground. His posture was graceful, his speed like lightning, as if skating on water.

Lin Feng glided in front of another student who was preparing to attack him. He gently lifted his leg, and as the student looked on in terror, BANG! Lin Feng kicked out. The student was sent flying backward and crashed onto the corridor floor three meters away like a dead dog.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Zhan's two companions had been taken down by Lin Feng.

This was the result of Lin Feng holding back; he hadn't used any heavy-handed moves.

"You... you..." Yi Zhan was finally frightened. It had all happened too quickly; he hadn't even clearly seen what had occurred. His two companions were already down. Lin Feng was actually this formidable.

Lin Feng clapped his hands lightly and walked towards Yi Zhan. A chilling smile played on his lips. Not giving Yi Zhan any chance to dodge, Lin Feng reached out, grabbed the collar of Yi Zhan's neat suit, and yanked him forward.

His right hand gripped Yi Zhan's neck, while his Left Hand gently patted Yi Zhan's handsome face. Lin Feng asked lightly, "Tell me, are you a masochist? You clearly know Tang Rou is my woman, yet you still won't give up. You're courting death like this; do you really want me to kill you?"

Lin Feng's voice was icy at this moment, devoid of any emotional fluctuation. The word 'kill' was uttered with utmost naturalness...

In fact... for that one instant, Lin Feng truly had felt killing intent towards Yi Zhan.

The hatred of someone trying to steal one's wife was irreconcilable. Although Yi Zhan hadn't succeeded, his intentions alone were enough to drive Lin Feng into a frenzy.

At this point, Yi Zhan was already trembling all over in fear. Lin Feng's hand was gripping his neck so tightly that Yi Zhan felt his life could be forfeit at any second. He tried to speak but found he could only open his mouth weakly, unable to utter a sound.

"GURGLE..." Yi Zhan was almost lifted off the ground, a series of meaningless sounds escaping his throat.

Yi Zhan, who had always had things go his way, realized for the first time just how close death could be.