Chapter 1300: 632 Xiao Jing Kong is here! (Second Update)_2 Chapter 1300: 632 Xiao Jing Kong is here! (Second Update)_2 Master Wu was a kind and understanding substitute teacher who continued to fill in for another teacher who couldn’t conduct classes, even with a broken arm.
“Master Wu, can we ask for a leave?” a student said, “We have a stomach ache from bad food.”
Master Wu waved his hand: “Go ahead.”
Soon after, a few more students ca over: “Master Wu, we also have stomach aches from bad food.”
Master Wu nodded: “Alright, you are excused.”
Master Wu was a rare discerning person; they didn’t really have stomach aches, they just wanted to watch the Chess Grandmaster of the Six Nations play.
Zhong Ding pulled at Gu Jiao’s sleeve: “Xiao brother, they’re all heading out, shall we go too?”
“Will it go on record?” Gu Jiao asked.
Zhong Ding hurriedly said: “Not at all! Master Wu has agreed to the leave, so it won’t go on the record!”
Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow: “Sounds good.”
As Zhong Ding and Gu Jiao approached, before Zhong Ding could speak, Master Wu said: “Stomachache too? I see, off you go!”
Zhong Ding grinned, and together with Gu Jiao, they left the Academy through the back door to Xianluan Pavilion.
Xianluan Pavilion was not far; after exiting the back door, turn left and walk east for about a li, cross a street, go through an alley, and then you’ll see Xianluan Pavilion’s sign.
Only Tianqiong Academy was aware of Master ng’s chess ga with the Dean, so the audience was entirely comprised of the Academy’s teachers and students. Most teachers had gone upstairs, and students crowded together downstairs in a dense mass.
Suddenly, a domineering shout ca from the alley: “Are you blind? Bumping into like that!”
“S-s-sorry!”
“Sorry my ***! Can’t you speak properly? Are you stuttering?”
“I-I-I…”
“Hahaha, he’s really stuttering!”
Zhong Ding stopped in his tracks and said to Gu Jiao: “It’s Zhou Tong and his group! Those are students from Wuyue Academy!”
Gu Jiao did not know the students from Wuyue Academy, but she recognized the one called Zhou Tong; he sat in the row in front of her, and just that morning, she had lent him howork to copy.
He was the one being mocked as the stutterer by the students from Wuyue Academy.
Of course, Zhou Tong was not a stutterer; he only did so when he was nervous.
Zhong Ding spoke anxiously: “Wuyue Academy used to be a Martial Arts Academy, they focus on Wuju, and every student is a hard nut to crack, arrogant and overbearing. Our Academy’s people are afraid to deal with them!”
The leading Wuyue Academy student grabbed Zhou Tong by the hair, lifting his entire body up, and pointed at his own shoe: “Lick it clean for , boy!”
“You’re going too far!”
One of Zhou Tong’s companions said.
A student from Wuyue Academy kicked out towards the one who was speaking!
A yelp of pain was heard as the Wuyue Academy student was sent flying by a strike from a shadowy figure that had appeared out of nowhere!
The four students from Tianqiong Academy were startled: “Xiao Liulang!”
Gu Jiao looked coldly at the Wuyue Academy student holding Zhou Tong: “Let him go, don’t make say it twice.”
The opponent looked Gu Jiao up and down, his gaze falling on Gu Jiao’s left face: “Where did this ugly brat co from? You think just because you say let go, I will? If I let go, who’s going to do the licking, your mother?”
“You want to lick? Fine, have it your way,” Gu Jiao said coldly, and with a swift hand chop, she struck the opponent’s arm right at the nerve.
The opponent’s arm went numb, Zhou Tong fell down, and Gu Jiao pulled him behind her, then landed a fierce kick right in the opponent’s chest!
The remaining several companions from Wuyue Academy, looking fierce and malevolent, ca at Gu Jiao, who put each down with a single blow; in the blink of an eye, seven were writhing on the ground in pain, wishing they were dead.
The self-proclaid ‘young master’ from Wuyue Academy finally felt a twinge of fear.
He clutched his chest as he climbed up, glaring viciously at Gu Jiao while unconsciously backing away: “Who are you!”
“Your grandfather!” Gu Jiao grabbed his hair, kneeing him in the stomach. He bent over in pain, looking like a shrimp curling up in a stear.
His shoes had fallen off. Gu Jiao tossed him next to his shoes with a backhand throw: “Want to lick? Lick your own!”
After speaking, she turned to Zhou Tong and the others behind her: “What are you staring at? Aren’t you coming?”
Zhou Tong looked in disbelief at the Wuyue Academy students sprawling on the ground looking for their teeth, his eyes then landed on Gu Jiao’s cold silhouette, he nodded: “Ah! Yes! Coming now!” He urged his companions, “Quick, quick, quick! Follow her!”
The group stepped over the bodies of the Wuyue Academy students and hastily followed Gu Jiao.
Zhong Ding followed as well.
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