At that mont, noisy shouts ca from nearby.
"Make way! Make way!"
Xue Jing turned his head to look.
He saw a group of people dressed in dojo uniforms, strutting arrogantly, pushing through the crowd as they made their way toward the entrance of the gymnasium.
Surrounded by the group was a young man with a cold expression and a handso face.
"Move aside, move aside, don't block the way!"
"Hey, what are you doing!"
"Stop pushing, there's no room ahead!"
"Soone has fallen, stop squeezing!"
Amid the pushing by the group, small-scale chaos began to erupt around them, with cursing voices incessantly filling the air.
"Who are those people?" Xue Jing wondered.
Yin Muhu frowned and said, "Looking at the emblem on their uniforms, they should be from the Four Elents Dojo."
"What are they doing, being so aggressive? What if they cause a stampede?"
A youth with a backpack was pushed backward and fell, Xue Jing reached out his hand, grabbed his backpack, and lifted him up, suspending him in the air.
The youth, feeling like a chick being held in soone's hand, feet dangling, turned his head toward Xue Jing in shock and stuttered,
"Thanks … thank you."
Xue Jing smiled, released his backpack, and put him back on the ground, "You're welco, be careful."
The young man looked at Xue Jing's smile, sowhat spellbound.
Xue Jing, not minding, finished speaking and then walked toward the group from the Four Elents Dojo.
"Let's go, it's not good for them to behave like this, I'll try to persuade them."
Jiang Siwei paused, "Persuade? How are you going to persuade them?"
Yin Muhu smiled, revealing a set of neat white teeth:
"Wei, you don't understand, do you? Martial Artists have two ways of persuading people."
"One is through reason, and the other through physics."
"Generally, these two thods are used alternately, but depending on personal preference, so like to start with reason and others with physics."
Jiang Siwei: "Huh?"
Before she could react, it had already started not far away.
"Kid, what are you trying to—ow!"
Crack—
"Damn it, you annoying brat—ow!"
Crack—
"Fuck—ow!"
Crack—
"Wait a minute—ow!"
Crack—
"We are from the Four Elents—ow!"
By the ti Jiang Siwei looked over, the group from the Four Elents Dojo was essentially sprawled on the ground.
Every one of them had one part of their body, either an arm or a leg, bent into an exaggerated arc, covering their injured part and screaming incessantly.
Yin Muhu: "It seems like Xue prefers to start with physics."
Jiang Siwei: "..."
Surrounding crowds watched the scene dumbfounded; for a mont, the noisy environnt turned silent.
"Promise you'll behave and stick to the rules, okay? Arriving ten minutes early won't fast-track your reincarnation."
Xue Jing, looking at the group wailing on the ground, spoke with a pleasant expression.
"You little brat, don't get too cocky!"
One of them, clutching his twisted hand, glared at Xue Jing, then looked towards the only standing mber of the Four Elents Dojo.
"Ji, why are you just watching!"
Xue Jing also looked at this cold-faced youth, curious.
From the mont he broke the first person's hand, the youth had noticed him, but never tried to stop him, just watching indifferently as he took down all his fellow disciples, expression unchanging throughout.
"Ji, get up there and teach this kid a lesson!"
Ignoring the clamor around him, Ji nodded towards Xue Jing with a cool expression, speaking in an unemotional tone, "Thank you."
Xue Jing: "Oh?"
"They're my fellow disciples."
"I don't like to fight."
"You helped ."
Ji said, pausing between words as if each one was precious.
Xue Jing couldn't help but laugh.
"You're interesting...I'm Xue Jing, and you?"
"Ji Huaiyu."
Xue Jing nodded, "I'll rember that."
Then he pointed to the other disciples of the Four Elents Dojo around them.
"Take care of them. If they don't behave, you don't have to fight, just touch where they are injured, it's just brotherly concern, totally fine, right?"
Ji Huaiyu was startled, his handso face showing a flicker of realization.
"Got it, thank you."
His deanor remained cool, his tone unchanged, devoid of any real gratitude.
Xue Jing smiled, walking up to the loudest of the Four Elents Dojo disciples and stepping on his fingers.
"Aaaaah!!" The latter imdiately scread in pain.
"Sorry about that, too many people here, things get stepped on." Xue Jing's apology lacked any sincerity.
"You...!!" The man was beside himself with frustration.
Xue Jing had already turned and walked away.
Onlookers stared at his retreating figure, dazed.
"Damn, how can he be so cool!"
"Who is that guy! So young and so formidable, is he perhaps a contestant in this year's U19 competition!?"
"Ten seconds, I want everything on this man!"
"To think these guys were so arrogant, little did they know, they were kicking at an iron board that ca kicking back!"
"This is how a martial artist should act, stepping up to injustice with courage and righteousness!"
Amidst the noise, Xue Jing returned to Jiang Siwei and Yin Muhu's side.
"Little Jing, you're too cool..." Jiang Siwei covered her mouth with both hands, gazing at him with adoration like a little fangirl. It was the first ti she had seen her younger brother take action.
"No cap, it's like the sparrow eating the cicada," Yin Muhu agreed.
Xue Jing casually said, "Let's go."
The three of them followed the crowd towards the venue's main entrance.
Along the way, Jiang Siwei said regretfully, "Little Jing, you taking action to teach them a lesson was a great talking point, too bad you're not interested..."
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