Chapter Three: Is This It? You Think You’re Worthy?
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Seeing Xu Yi’s sudden change in expression, Wu Zhiyong remained indifferent, growing even more arrogant. He looked at Xu Yi disdainfully and continued, “What? You want to fight me? You think you can?”
“You’ve already been expelled from the martial arts team. You have no right to be my opponent.”
“You! Impossible!”
Wu Zhiyong provocatively waved his index finger back and forth in front of Xu Yi.
Utterly arrogant!
No man could tolerate being told he was no good! The atmosphere between them instantly grew tense.
Li Mengjing anxiously grabbed Xu Yi’s arm, pleading, “Xu Yi! Don’t! He’s deliberately provoking you... Last time you were kicked off the martial arts team, he did it on purpose too!”
But Wu Zhiyong continued to fan the flames from the side: “Come on, Xu Yi! Make a move! If you’re a man, then fight!”
Li Mengjing grew even more worried. She didn’t understand why Wu Zhiyong kept provoking Xu Yi, but it was definitely not a good sign.
If Xu Yi lost his temper and acted rashly now, he would be falling right into Wu Zhiyong’s trap.
However, Xu Yi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger.
His cold eyes swept over Wu Zhiyong, then he gently patted Li Mengjing’s hand and said calmly, “Don’t worry, Jingjing. Right now, the most important thing is the teacher’s surgery. I won’t act recklessly. Here, I’ll transfer the money to you. You pay the surgery fee and get the doctor’s signature.”
With that, Xu Yi took out his phone and transferred 100,000 yuan immediately.
Li Mengjing was stunned when she received the notification on her phone.
“Xu Yi! Where did you get this money?”
She looked at him in astonishment.
Xu Yi smiled faintly and said, “We’ll talk about the money later. Let’s pay for the surgery first.”
“Oh!”
Only then did Li Mengjing realize that with this 100,000 yuan, her father’s surgery could proceed smoothly.
Excited, she was about to leave.
Just as she turned, she remembered Wu Zhiyong was still there and stopped abruptly.
Xu Yi noticed Li Mengjing’s hesitation and smiled reassuringly, “Don’t worry. I promise you—I won’t act rashly first.”
“Okay, Xu Yi. I’m heading over now.” Li Mengjing finally relaxed and left.
Xu Yi’s transfer was not hidden from Wu Zhiyong, who naturally saw everything.
He looked at Xu Yi suspiciously. “You actually have 100,000 yuan? Where on earth did you get that much money?”
Without waiting for a response, Wu Zhiyong seemed to have an idea.
He sneered, “Xu Yi, you must have borrowed it from a loan shark! For a poor kid like you, there’s no way you could come up with 100,000.”
Xu Yi sneered back coldly, “What a filthy dog barking nonsense! If you kept quiet, no one would think you’re mute! Just seeing you makes me want to vomit! Get lost!”
Wu Zhiyong’s face darkened as he cursed, “Damn it! You dare talk back to me? Who do you think you are? You’re asking for death!”
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Wu Zhiyong suddenly shouted and, without warning, furiously swung a punch at Xu Yi.
The two were standing very close, and Wu Zhiyong’s punch came swiftly, almost like a sneak attack aimed at Xu Yi’s face—something almost impossible to dodge under normal circumstances.
Yet Xu Yi’s body trembled and, almost instinctively, he subtly shifted to one side, skillfully evading the strike.
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
Both showed surprised expressions.
Wu Zhiyong was shocked that Xu Yi could dodge his sneak attack, while Xu Yi himself was surprised by his own reflexes.
In Xu Yi’s eyes, Wu Zhiyong’s movements seemed extremely slow, as if a child was throwing punches.
No! It wasn’t that Wu Zhiyong’s speed had slowed—it was that Xu Yi’s reaction had become faster.
A sudden clarity flashed through Xu Yi’s mind: it was the mysterious poison given to him by an unknown figure.
That poison didn’t just grant him the ability to see through things; it seemed to have enhanced all his physical abilities several times over.
Was this a blessing in disguise?
“Heh!”
Xu Yi let out an indescribable sneer.
Then, he threw a punch.
“Bang!”
“Ah!”
The punch struck Wu Zhiyong squarely in the chest! Wu Zhiyong screamed in pain, flying back two meters, sprawling on the ground, unable to get up at all.
He struggled to lift his head and saw Xu Yi’s shoe right in front of him.
Xu Yi crouched down, coldly staring at Wu Zhiyong.
“Wu Zhiyong! You should count yourself lucky this is a hospital. Otherwise, it wouldn’t just be one punch.”
“I don’t care what you’re scheming. If I find out you had anything to do with Teacher Li’s leg injury...”
“I’ll ruin you! Get lost!”
A murderous aura emanated from Xu Yi. Having crawled back from the brink of death, his killing intent was incredibly real and intense.
Wu Zhiyong was instantly intimidated by this aura, his face flushed red but unable to utter a word.
Xu Yi tapped Wu Zhiyong’s head mockingly and sneered, “Is this it? You think you’re worthy to be my opponent?”
With that, Xu Yi turned and left, completely ignoring Wu Zhiyong.
After Xu Yi left, Wu Zhiyong regained his composure and shouted fiercely, “Bastard! Xu Yi!”
Lowering his voice to a dark growl, he said, “Just wait. I was able to take your woman and get you kicked off the martial arts team before. Now, I’ll crush you again. Who do you think you are?”
“And that damn Li Zhengdong—he thinks he can boss me around just because he’s the coach. All of you deserve to die.”
Wu Zhiyong viciously took out his phone and made a call.
“Hello! I need you to do me a favor.”
“Money’s no problem. As long as the Four Seas Gang helps me, I’m willing to pay double this time! But everything has to go my way!”
After hanging up, Wu Zhiyong glanced toward the direction Xu Yi had left, a triumphant look returning to his face.
“Xu Yi! You don’t understand this world at all! Money is king. You think you’re tough? Money can buy things you can’t even imagine!”
Xu Yi paid no mind to Wu Zhiyong.
For him now, taking care of those around him and finding the mysterious person who tried to killI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.