Ling Jue looked at the group of people who had charged at her again and raised her eyebrows. What a bunch of idiots.
She did not know what was wrong with Molk. How could such a group of people be able to pass the exam with excellent results?
Ling Jue flashed past the first person who had charged at her. There was a gust of cold wind behind her, and the stick suddenly appeared above her head. If the stick hit her, she might faint.
However, who was Ling Jue? She turned around and pulled the first person who had charged at her to her position. Then, the stick hit the top of the person's head at lightning speed.
Ling Jue liked to do that. She liked to watch people hitting their own people.
After he fainted, Ling Jue immediately pulled the stunned person and threw him into the crowd.
"Go! I'll pay for your medical fees!" Mu Aonan roared and clenched the stick in his hand.
He wanted to wait for the right time. When Ling Jue's defense was weak, he would rush up and kill him.
Ling Jue also knew his purpose. She chuckled. "Are you really happy to be treated like a dog?"
The crowd was enraged. "Ling Jue! Who are you calling a dog?!"
Ling Jue shook her head. These people had no idea what she was doing, so she did not need to show them any mercy. After all, she did not even need to pay for the medical fees. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and said disdainfully, "Whoever answers will be a dog. No, calling you a dog is insulting a dog."
Mu Aonan could not wait for Ling Jue to become more arrogant and anger the crowd. He quickly shouted, "Brothers! Cripple this kid!"
The crowd rushed up immediately. No one paid any attention to the unconscious man lying on the ground.
Ling Jue dragged the person on the ground to the side and picked up the stick in his hand. She turned to look at them and smiled evilly. "Then I, Lord Jue, will play with you."
"Ah! Charge!"
"Beat him to death!"
"Beat him to death!"
"..."
They shouted slogans, cheering them on like elementary school students fighting.
Ling Jue twirled the stick in her hand a few times and began to fight as well.
She stood in the middle of the crowd for a moment. A stick seemed to have eyes, and it was aimed specifically at the group of people.
Before the group could react, they realized that Ling Jue was shuttling between them. Their legs were in a lot of pain, but she did not leave any marks.
"Ah!"
"Where is he?"
"!"
The group of people were hit one after another, but they could not touch Ling Jue.
Mu Aonan, who was watching from the side, was stunned. Who could tell him why Ling Jue ran so fast?
"Ah! I surrender!"
"Stop hitting me! It hurts!"
"Please, it hurts! Stop hitting me!"
"..."
The group of people dropped the stick in their hands and knelt on the ground, holding their heads and wailing.
Ling Jue kicked them in the butt and kicked them to the ground.
"Are you still coming?" Ling Jue was not satisfied. These people were not giving her enough fun.
She turned her eyes to Mu Aonan and tightened her grip on the stick. She sneered. "One-on-one?"
The group of people kept quiet. They did not dare to make a sound, afraid that their presence would be noticed by Ling Jue again.
"Ling Jue, are... Are you Ling Jue or not?!" Mu Aonan was in disbelief. He took two steps back and was ready to run away at any moment...
The Ling Jue who did not even fight back when he beat him up was now so cruel.
"Heh." Ling Jue sneered. "What do you think?"
Mu Aonan's eyes were filled with terror. He was about to run away when Ling Jue threw the stick in her hand at his leg.
"Ouch!" He fell to the ground, his face hitting the stone. He got up and touched his mouth. Looking at the blood on his hand and the things on the ground, he screamed in disbelief, "Ahhh! My front teeth!"