Eleventh High School.
With the news of Wang Hao's victory over Lin Tingbai spreading, the entire school was in an uproar.
Even if Wang Hao had broken through to Martial Arts Apprentice Level 6, Lin Tingbai was Level 8, so why did he lose!?
But when the students learned about the course of the match, they were all shocked, with only one thought in their minds: Wang Hao was an unrepentant scoundrel.
Not only did he use such a shameless tactic as "Passion Fury" to defeat Lin Tingbai, he also took away his electromagnetic ring and even crazily auctioned off Lin Tingbai to Gao Dimei for a million.
Only a scoundrel could commit such outrageous acts.
"Dammit, where did Wang Hao get that Passion Fury from!?"
"Yeah! I heard Passion Fury is really powerful, and it's so rare that now even one bottle sells for a hundred thousand."
"I think Passion Fury is something concocted by Wang Hao, that scoundrel."
"Exactly, only a scoundrel would concoct such a potion."
"Thinking about Lin Tingbai being taken away by Gao Dimei, the girls in the school will probably be crying rivers."
"The fate of our school heartthrob ending up like this, it's really... satisfying!"
"Indeed, seeing a rich handsome guy meet such a fate is one of life's greatest joys."
"Unfortunately, the electromagnetic ring was taken by Wang Hao."
"That's a ten-million-dollar piece of tech weaponry, I believe Lin Tingbai won't let this slide."
"That's only if Lin Tingbai manages to return!"
"What do you mean by that!?"
"The Lin family's financial power and influence cannot compare to Gao Dimei's family. Now that he's messed with Gao Dimei, do you think the Gao family will just let it go!?"
"That's true; I heard that Gao Dimei's father has turned white just for his daughter. Now that such an outstanding son-in-law has come to them, he'd probably wake up laughing from a dream, it's impossible to let go."
"Wang Hao is truly a scoundrel!"
"Not only did he sell Lin Tingbai's body, but he also ruined his entire life."
"..."
At this moment, Wang Hao was examining his spoils of war, the electromagnetic ring.
"So, it's just a second-level defective tech weapon." Wang Hao was somewhat disappointed.
In the interstellar federation, weapons were classified into three types: tech weapons, firearms, and alloy weapons.
Tech weapons were those that evolved from high-tech products, the most famous being the mecha, laser weapons, etc.
Firearms were hot weapons like guns and ammunition, all of which had been enhanced for tremendous power.
Alloy weapons were cold weapons, but the materials used in forging them had become a hard alloy, making them not only sturdy but also sharp.
However, regardless of the type, the interstellar federation categorized weapons based on their damage and defense power into six levels, with Level 1 being the weakest and Level 6 being the highest.
This electromagnetic ring barely reached second-level damage but was slightly stronger than first-level damage; at most, it could cause slight paralysis to a Martial Master without much lethality.
"Forget it, I'll just use it for now!"
Wang Hao put the electromagnetic ring on his finger and headed toward the playground, thinking about whether he would have a second Lin Tingbai to slaughter in the next match.
Fighting a match brought money, equipment, and Villain Points, so he was full of anticipation for his next opponent.
When Wang Hao appeared in the ring again, a burly man across from him glared at him with a cold face.
The students below the ring cheered excitedly.
"Zhao Xunwen, beat that bastard to death!"
"What bastard, he's a scoundrel."
"Zhao Xunwen, beat that scoundrel to avenge my idol Lin Tingbai."
"With someone like him around, the reputation of Eleventh High School is ruined. Zhao Xunwen, beat him to death."
"He ruined Lin Tingbai's life; he's a demon. Zhao Xunwen, rid the people of this menace!"
"Beat the scoundrel Wang Hao, rid Eleventh High School of this menace!!"
"Beat the scoundrel Wang Hao, rid Eleventh High School of this menace!!"
"..."
VIP Section.
Su Mu rubbed his forehead, not knowing how to describe his feelings.
Although Wang Hao's actions seemed to him like childish pranks, the ability to cause trouble was certainly extraordinary.
Compared to his old man Wang Tianyi, they were simply two extremes.
Principal Zhong Li was fidgeting uneasily in front of Su Mu, clearly aware of the pointing fingers and disdainful looks from other school principals.
If Wang Hao continued down this path, he was destined not to receive flowers and applause in the future, but rather criticism and condemnation.
"Wang Hao, what on earth has happened to you!?" Principal Zhong Li chuckled bitterly, for Wang Hao wasn't like this before!?
...
In the ring.
Wang Hao assessed Zhao Xunwen; if he recalled correctly, Zhao Xunwen had previously threatened an unlucky guy into concocting a potion and had never paid afterward.
"Paying back debts is a matter of course; today, I am determined to uphold justice." Wang Hao thought with a chilly smile.
However, Zhao Xunwen was a Level 8 Martial Arts Apprentice, a head-on confrontation would surely fail, but to uphold justice, he had to play tricks again.
"Are you two ready?!" The referee's face turned dark, especially when looking at Wang Hao, who irked him to no end.
"Wait!" Wang Hao called for a pause, pointing at Zhao Xunwen and shouting, "Referee, look at his foul expression, it's clear he has a grudge against me; I'm worried he'll take personal revenge."
The referee maintained a cold face, "I'm the referee and only responsible for ruling the match outcome, that's not my concern."
Wang Hao sighed, "In that case, let's begin!"
The referee's mood instantly lifted, seeing Wang Hao's own words used against him, now he knew how it felt to have the tables turned!
"Idiot!" Zhao Xunwen sneered, not taking Wang Hao seriously at all.
He didn't believe this potion guy, who used to not dare to breathe deeply in front of him, could possibly cause him trouble.
"Let's start..."
"Wait, do you see that woman over there without clothes on!!" Wang Hao interrupted the referee, pointing behind Zhao Xunwen and yelling.
"A woman without clothes!? Where!?"
Immediately, the students below the ring instinctively looked where Wang Hao pointed, and at that moment, they heard a blood-curdling scream.
"Ah…"
When the students' gaze returned to the ring, Zhao Xunwen was seen with a pale face, curled up on the ground, hands protecting his crotch, looking deeply pained.
Wang Hao stood beside Zhao Xunwen, retracting his leg from between Zhao Xunwen's legs.
Then he walked up to the referee, patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously, "Referee, you said you're only responsible for ruling outcomes. I guess this isn't your concern either."
Not your damn sister!
This was an ambush; how could it not be the referee's concern!?
Ten thousand mud horses raced through the referee's mind, swearing never to talk to Wang Hao again. This scoundrel was too shameless, not only shutting him up but also exploiting the loopholes in his words.
Ultimately, the referee, unable to make a decision, had to send a message to Principal Zhong Li for judgment...