The King of Hatred

At 8 p.m., the sky had darkened.

After a busy day of getting beaten up, Qin Yu finally returned home refreshed.

Shaking his clothes that had been bombarded by eggs, cabbages, catfish, potatoes, and watermelons in turn, Qin Yu pushed open the door with a smile.

However, the voice of Yuna, which he had expected, did not ring out.

Looking at the mother - daughter pair sitting in the living room, Qin Yu was a bit dazed.

Yuna, the gentle beauty on ordinary days, was actually holding a cigarette between her lips at this moment, and her eyes were sharper than ever before.

And Yuli, who was sitting opposite her, kept her head down and remained silent. The arm - guard on her hand was still not taken off, but the sword was placed on the table.

Seeing this strange scene, Qin Yu was rather confused.

"Hi! Yuli!"

With a big grin, Qin Yu greeted her as usual.

But today, Yuli didn't roll her eyes or shout at him. She didn't even seem to care that he was coming back so late.

Standing up, Yuli walked towards her room, but she limped as she walked, which was very abnormal.

Qin Yu took a closer look, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

At this time, Yuli's left leg was not only wrapped in bandages, but she was also using a walking stick. Obviously, she was seriously injured.

With a bang, the door closed. Yuna, who was sitting at the table, also stood up and walked towards her room. But as she got up, she said, "There are dishes in the fridge. Heat them up yourself."

Just as Yuna was about to turn and leave, a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder from behind.

"Who did this?"

Qin Yu's voice sounded, but there was no trace of a smile in his tone.

Yuna, whose body was touched, tensed up all over. Her fists clenched tightly for a moment and then slowly relaxed.

"The kid had a match with her classmate today."

"I know. She should have won."

"Yes, she should have won. Or rather, she had already won. But the opponent launched a sneak attack and broke one of her legs."

Shaking off Qin Yu's hand, Yuna walked towards her room.

"The doctor said it would take her at least three days to recover, and she has no chance to participate in the High School League. So…"

"So that guy is taking her place, right?"

Yuna didn't answer. She just stood in front of the door, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I made a bet with Yuli. I promised her that as long as she could represent the class in the competition, I would accept her as a Wild Horse Knight on behalf of the Wild Horse Knights… But she lost."

With a bang, the door closed.

Qin Yu stood in front of the door, silent. It was a long time before he raised his head and looked at the Wild Horse Knight's sword on the table.

The dream she had been pursuing for over ten years was so close within reach.

The glory of a knight, the honor of the class, and her mother's trust should all have been upon her.

But all of this was destroyed with a single kick. And most importantly, she didn't lose in a fair and square battle...

Taking a deep breath, Qin Yu turned around and walked towards his room.

As a result, he banged his head on the door lintel when opening the door.

The next moment, Qin Yu suddenly punched the door lintel. The door lintel, which was made entirely of solid wood and coated with a thick layer of concrete on top, was mostly shattered by his punch on the spot. A large piece of wood was pounded into powder immediately.

With another bang, the third door closed...

Early the next morning, Hecheng School became completely bustling.

Every class was making preparations, and everyone was getting ready to set off.

Those with money had already bought tickets, while those without money were preparing to go back and watch the live broadcast.

The teachers were also packing their things. They would accompany the participating students of their classes to the arena.

There, waiting for them were the top students from a total of thirty - three high - school martial arts schools in the entire northern region!

Over a thousand hand - picked prodigies would engage in a peak duel that everyone was paying attention to!

Class 2, Grade 3 was also busy, but the atmosphere here was rather gloomy.

The battle yesterday had left all the students in low spirits.

Martial artists highly value honor, which is also due to the environment.

They live a precarious life every day, and on the battlefield, they could die at any time.

After death, all that can accompany them is the word "honor".

All the students had expressionless faces, and some even tore up their tickets on the spot.

Obviously, they didn't want to watch this competition anymore.

Regarding the reactions of the crowd and the disgusted looks they cast, Bai Xiaoyi didn't care at all.

Anyway, they were about to graduate. Who cared how they thought of him?

Once he participated in the competition and achieved a good ranking, countless key universities would surely invite him.

By then, he would soar into the sky, like a dragon entering the sea, free to gallop across the vast world!

As for his high - school classmates? They would be on a completely different level by then!

Just as everyone was ready and Zhao Youran, with a sullen face, was about to lead Bai Xiaoyi to set off, there was a sudden loud bang at the door.

With a bang, a fist with bulging muscles crashed through the thick door.

With the arm bending and exerting force, the entire door was actually forcefully torn off.

Amid the rumbling sound, Qin Yu stepped into the doorway, his hand on the doorframe. His already fierce expression grew even more menacing, fully living up to his "demon" persona.

"Who is Bai Xiaoyi?"

Qin Yu strode into the room. Zhao Youran was initially taken aback, then her expression changed.

Zhao Youran was no fool. On the contrary, as a top student from a royal school, she was extremely intelligent.

Connecting the dots between Qin Yu's relationship with Yuli and what had happened yesterday, it was clear what Qin Yu was here for.

"Qin Yu, I'm really sorry about what happened to Yuli, but this is not something you can interfere with. Listen to me, I will definitely give Yuli a satisfactory answer! Don't be impulsive!"

Zhao Youran rushed forward to dissuade him, but Qin Yu raised his hand and pushed her away.

"I trust my fists more than your promises. Who is Bai Xiaoyi?!!!"

Amid his furious roar, Bai Xiaoyi stepped forward with a bright smile on his face.

"I am."

"You? You're the one who injured Yuli, right?"

"That's right."

"Fine! I remember that any student in Class 2, Grade 3 has the right to challenge the defending fighter, right? Bai Xiaoyi! I'm challenging you!"

Qin Yu's words made all the students in the class look up at him.

After a moment of stunned silence, Bai Xiaoyi burst into laughter.

"You? Hahaha! A 1.1 - level martial artist? Challenging me, a 2.7 - level genius? Hahaha!"

"Wrong, I'm 1.2 - level."

"Does it make a difference?"

"Of course. With my increased strength, I'll beat you even harder."

Bai Xiaoyi stopped laughing and looked at Qin Yu expressionlessly.

"I remember you're a demon, right? Demon! Do you think if I kill you, anyone will come to your rescue?"

Hearing this, Qin Yu widened his eyes and looked down at Bai Xiaoyi.

"I'm not like you. Whether or not anyone will come to your rescue, I will kill you!"

The two stared at each other. After a few seconds of eye - contact, Bai Xiaoyi clapped his hands.

"Fine! Then come and kill me! I accept your challenge!"