Supremely Talented Tyrant

As Xu Zelin and the principal were rushing to the scene, Hao Jian had already started taking action.

Unable to suppress his inner excitement, Xiang Chenpeng immediately ordered the more than twenty burly men to make a move. The over twenty people shouted as they surrounded Hao Jian.

"Little Xiaoxue, is Hao Jian really going to be okay?"

Seeing Hao Jian being surrounded by so many people, Ailin's pretty face was also marked with concern. She turned her head to look at Lin Qingxue.

Upon hearing this, even before Lin Qingxue could speak, Molan beside her burst into laughter and said, "Have you forgotten about last time? Little Xiaoxue isn't worried, so why are you? Hao Jian isn't someone these people can defeat."

"I..."

Ailin was on the verge of tears. Wasn't she just anxious for a moment? Just as she was about to explain, a snapping sound came suddenly. She looked closely and saw it was Hao Jian.

"Ladies, next up is the handsome guy's showtime. Just watch, smile, and cheer!"

"Hao Jian, go for it!"

As soon as Hao Jian's voice came through, Lin Qingxue cheered and kept waving at Hao Jian in the crowd, looking like a little fan.

"Get him!"

Feeling underestimated, Xiang Chenpeng lost his previous smugness. He pointed at Hao Jian with an angry shout, and the strong men, who had already rushed up, tensed their muscles, surging with momentum, like tides, engulfing Hao Jian, a lone boat.

"Oh?"

The corner of Hao Jian's mouth lifted slightly. He smiled at Lin Qingxue, then bent his body slightly, and what were once squinting eyes suddenly opened. Within his pupils, reflecting the burly men around him, a cold gleam passed through his eyes...

"Boom!"

A loud noise, like thunder striking the ground, startled many people. Next, they saw a ghostly figure accompanied by an ear-splitting explosion appearing in front of a burly man, startling him into a subconscious swing of his fist.

To this, the figure merely tilted his head slightly, waving his hand like a feather, gently stamping it on the burly man's chest...

"Dong!"

"Pfft!"

A dull sound resounded, and the gentle palm of Hao Jian sent the burly man flying directly. Blood splattered in the air, forming a beautiful arc before it came to an abrupt stop on the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

This move seemed to trigger a chain reaction. As the burly man was sent flying, Hao Jian's form flitted over to the next target.

The same move, the same spot, and the burly man ended up vomiting blood and collapsing on the ground, wailing incessantly.

With repeated moves, all the burly men were sent flying by Hao Jian, turning the already noisy open space even more lively.

Yet the mood was brought by screams.

At this moment, only Hao Jian's overpowering assault, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, remained in the field. Each punch and palm struck with precision, making anyone he touched either cough up blood and fly or be unable to get up.

"This... this can't... this can't be possible!"

Seeing Hao Jian's aggressive assault, even with more than twenty burly men on his side, there was no hindrance to Hao Jian at all. Xiang Chenpeng's face grew increasingly unsightly, ultimately showing panic because within a few minutes, Hao Jian had already dealt with thirteen of his men.

And looking at him, without breaking a sweat, it seemed he could continue fighting like this, which made him even more panicked.

Wasn't this guy only great at playing basketball? How is he so fantastic at fighting as well? These more than twenty men, all pulled from the army by his father, were retired soldiers!

Before their retirement, they were the elite of their respective squads. Now, they thought they could easily take down Hao Jian, but who knew they'd be crushed by him alone!

One person fighting over twenty, but the one person's side is dominating; anyone would think it's impossible. But now? It's vividly happening in front of him, with an overwhelming impact, stirring the blood in many male students watching.

When the first "good" word subconsciously escaped from a classmate's mouth, the crowd of onlookers became increasingly lively, with various supportive voices for Hao Jian emerging, making Hao Jian in the field quite helpless.

However, he merely shrugged and continued fighting. Yet he was slightly puzzled at who Xiang Chenpeng had found to fight.

Shaking his head, Hao Jian stopped worrying about this issue; it was just a trivial matter and pondering over it was pointless. He thought these men were likely not Xiang Chenpeng's own, but rather from his wealthy father, right?

"Bang!"

A swing of the fist, and another burly man was sent flying by him. Before falling unconscious, his face showed a pained expression, clearly indicating that Hao Jian didn't hold back much.

"This... so strong!"

Not far away, Zhang Liao and the others watched the changes in the arena, their expressions constantly shifting, especially when they saw Hao Jian easily take down another person. Their hearts raced, beating rapidly.

"It's over... it's over... if we don't act, we'll leave a bad impression on the girls..."

Suddenly, a mumbling voice came, causing Zhang Liao and the others to turn their heads. It was Ma Ze, whose face was pale. He occasionally glanced at Molan in the distance, and seeing her ignore him, he could only muster a bitter smile.

Scratching his head, Zhang Liao dared not say anything to Ma Ze at this moment. After all, it was him who instructed his team to retreat, making him responsible. Now that problems arose, it was up to him to handle them. Perhaps no one felt more helpless than him.

Currently, he was pursuing Lin Qingxue. But now, with such a small setback, there might be a thorn in Lin Qingxue's heart. In the future, he might not even dare to speak when they meet.

In the arena, Hao Jian spent a few more minutes taking down more than ten people, leaving only four remaining.

Feeling utterly devastated, these four questioned why they ended up in such a predicament. Was it simply because the young master at home asked them to come and fight?

Now they were being thrashed by the opponent, and the most frustrating part was that the opponent was just one person!

One person capable of beating more than twenty strong men, just what kind of power does this Hao Jian possess?!

Even as panic grew within them, thoughts of retreat had long taken root. But it was too late; only a few of them were left. If they wanted to run, they'd have to give up this job.

"I told you this guy would be fine, right?"

With Hao Jian handling the last few people in the arena, Molan turned her head to look at Ailin, finally breathing a sigh of relief in her heart.

Even though she spoke as if it was nothing, she had been worried. Now, seeing Hao Jian finish them off, she was no longer as concerned.

"Really impressive..."

Ye Ni, who hadn't spoken until then, finally spoke up.

As for her roommates' comments, Lin Qingxue merely smiled slightly and soon focused her gaze on Hao Jian in the arena. For her, it didn't matter how many people were there; her eyes were set solely on Hao Jian.

Because the one fighting in the arena was her man...

"Boom!"

Finally, Hao Jian knocked the last person to the ground; the more than twenty strong men were completely defeated. Hao Jian smirked coldly and suddenly looked towards Xiang Chenpeng.

"I've taken care of your subordinate. Now, only you are left..."

The carefree words slipped from his mouth, terrifying Xiang Chenpeng in the distance, his face turning pale, looking at Hao Jian, forcing a dry laugh. "I... I..."

"Don't say anything."

Just as Xiang Chenpeng was about to speak, Hao Jian suddenly gestured, cutting off his words, and said something that made Xiang Chenpeng's face turn sour.

"Whatever you say, I won't listen, nor will my ladies here. Instead, you should think about how to solve this problem..."

With a faint gaze at Xiang Chenpeng, Hao Jian's mouth curled into a cold smile.

Confronting Xiang Chenpeng brought no psychological burden for Hao Jian. If Spice Ginger were here today, Xiang Chenpeng wouldn't be here; Spice Ginger would have taken him down already.

Hearing this, Xiang Chenpeng clenched his teeth tightly but lowered his head, unwilling to look at Hao Jian, because fury filled his eyes.

He didn't want to give Hao Jian an excuse to beat him up. Now that his group of more than twenty strong men was taken down by Hao Jian, he had no one to guard him.

As for his team members, they snuck away quietly when they saw the situation deteriorating. But he trusted his subordinates' strength and didn't flee.

Regarding not escaping, Xiang Chenpeng felt quite troubled and regretful. If he had known, he would have left with his subordinates, and Hao Jian wouldn't be able to find him.

If Xiang Chenpeng really wanted to escape, Hao Jian would likely appear before him first, blocking his path.

He might ignore Xiang Chenpeng's team members, but he wouldn't ignore Xiang Chenpeng. More precisely, he wanted to ensure Xiang Chenpeng stayed, so he could apologize to Lin Qingxue and the others.

If he refused, then Xiang Chenpeng would end up like his defeated men, lying on the ground, moaning or unconscious.

"Enough's enough..."

Seeing Xiang Chenpeng suddenly silent, Hao Jian shook his head impatiently, took a step forward, and walked towards Xiang Chenpeng...

Since this guy wanted to stay quiet, let him be quiet for a while longer...