Beichuan University's male students were mostly tall and big, yet they were being knocked down one by one by the bald man's kicks, clearly not someone to be trifled with. Therefore, Chen Dong and Wang Xuecheng did not act rashly, instead turning their gaze to Wu Li, the only one among them who practiced martial arts.
Although they had never seen Wu Li fight, his muscular build promised a strong combat capability, likely superior to the average person.
Wu Li took a step forward.
[Temporary Mission: Gain Fame]
[A qualified internet celebrity must seize opportunities, defeat thugs, and become famous in one fell swoop]
[Mission Reward: 1000 Fan Value or ten thousand yuan]
As Wu Li prepared to take action, these lines suddenly appeared before his eyes. He looked around and noticed many people were filming with their phones.
"It seems the system wants me to take this chance to become famous. Once these videos get uploaded online, the system might even add to the momentum."
Actually, even without this temporary mission, Wu Li would have intervened. After practicing Martial Arts for so many years, wasn't it all for the sake of being able to intervene without hesitation when necessary?
Without wasting any words, Wu Li rushed over to the bald man in a few strides, his left hand reaching for the other's arm.
The bald man, seeing Wu Li, still lifted his leg to kick, but judging by the speed and strength of the kick, Wu Li knew the assailant must have had training.
Wu Li, too, lifted his right leg, acting after but arriving before, intercepting the other's leg in mid-air and striking the knee with the tip of his foot.
"Ah!" The bald man screamed in agony, completely sobered up, his hand releasing the hair of the student he had been holding.
Wu Li didn't let up, his left hand grasping the man's arm and pulling it forward, while his right knee went up with the momentum.
"Bang!"
The collision of the knee bone and the bald man's nose produced a crisp sound that made onlookers wince in sympathy.
The bald man's nose began bleeding, and he fell to the ground. The five men who were still beating the two students on the ground heard the commotion, turned their heads, and were shocked to see.
"Fei Ge!"
"Fuck, I'll kill you!"
The five men charged together.
"Everybody, attack!" Wang Xuecheng yelled from behind, and he immediately joined the fray.
Even though Wu Li had neatly taken down the bald man, Wang Xuecheng did not believe Wu Li could take on five by himself.
Chen Dong hesitated for a moment, but then clenched his teeth and also charged into the fight.
The students present felt their blood surge at the sight.
"Charge!"
"Beat the crap out of them!"
But before they could move forward, the situation had already changed up front.
Wu Li collided with the fastest of the men, and somehow, that man ended up on the ground. Immediately after, Wu Li lunged to the left and punched from the waist, hitting another man in the abdomen who then crumpled to the ground, clutching his stomach with a pallid face.
While Wu Li quickly took down two men, another managed to land a kick on his thigh, but Wu Li didn't budge. He turned and advanced, throwing another punch.
Advancing Breaking Fist!
The adversary did not dodge or avoid, throwing a punch at Wu Li's face and aiming a kick at Wu Li's knee, obviously a seasoned street fighter.
Wu Li lifted his left hand, blocking the incoming punch, while his right leg dodged the opponent's kick, then delivered another punch to the man's abdomen.
Another man was down.
In just a few seconds, three of the five were down, everything happening too quickly. Wang Xuecheng and Chen Dong, who were charging from behind, were stunned on the spot, and other students who wanted to help hesitated, cries of amazement filling the air.
The remaining two looked at Wu Li with surprise on their faces, unable to believe a student could fight like this?
Just as Wu Li was getting ready to continue, one of the men became enraged, pulling a folding knife from his pocket and flipping out the blade.
"Motherfucker, you really think I won't stab you to death?"
"Old Wu!"
Seeing the other party actually pull out a knife, Wang Xuecheng and Chen Dong immediately panicked, looking worriedly at Wu Li.
The onlookers also instinctively stepped back, creating distance from the knife-wielding man.
Seeing the other's fierce demeanor, Wu Li smirked contemptuously and pointed to his own chest.
"Try me."
The knife-wielding man hesitated, he had only intended to scare the student with the knife, but who would have thought the kid was so bold?
The knife-wielding man glanced around, feeling embarrassed, as face is important in their circles—how could he continue to mix in these streets if he were intimidated by a student today?
The knife-wielding man took a step forward, his expression ferocious.
"Don't be impulsive, Old Wu!"
Seeing that Wu Li had angered the other party, Wang Xuecheng was truly anxious.
"Don't mess around, the police are on their way!" Chen Dong also shouted loudly.
At this moment, Wu Li still had the mood to turn his head and smile at Wang Xuecheng and Chen Dong: "Don't worry, for trash like this, one hand is enough for me."
"You motherfucker..."
Swoosh!
Just as the knife-wielding man started cursing, Wu Li suddenly made his move.
He stepped right up beside the man, his hands reached out, one in front and one behind, grabbing the knife-wielding arm, then with a trip and a pull to the side, the man was suddenly off-balance and thrown out viciously.
Before the man could get up, Wu Li rushed over and kicked the hand holding the knife, kicking the knife away.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, as if it were a scene from a movie.
Wu Li turned to look at the last standing person, whose expression changed dramatically, immediately raising his hands, "We admit defeat."
"Good!" someone in the crowd shouted loudly.
"Good!" The crowd applauded in unison.
[Mission completed, please choose your reward]
"I'll take 1,000 Fan Value," Wu Li chose without hesitation.
Clearly, in the system, Fan Value was the most precious.
"Damn, Old Wu, Brother Wu, I'm impressed!" Wang Xuecheng stepped forward and patted Wu Li's shoulder, his face full of amazement.
"Old Wu, it looks like your Martial Arts training wasn't for nothing," Chen Dong also came forward with praise.
Wu Li smiled, about to speak, when the sound of a police siren approached, and a police car came by.
Someone had indeed called the police, this was Beichuan University, and a police station was nearby, so the police arrived quickly.
Four police officers got out of the car and came over to assess the scene, it was obvious a fight had taken place.
A middle-aged police officer who took the lead walked towards Wu Li and the others standing in the middle.
"Tell me, what happened here?"
Since they were students, Chen Dong and Wang Xuecheng were a bit apprehensive upon seeing the police and didn't know how to start.
Wu Li had dealt with the police before because of his vigilante justice, so he was relatively calm and began to explain: "These guys were drunk and attacked my classmate for no reason. I couldn't stand by and watch, so I fought them, and this is what happened."
"Hmm, it was just you few fighting them?" the middle-aged officer asked.
"Just me," Wu Li said.
"Just you?" The officer obviously didn't believe it, "Young man, you don't have to worry, your actions count as righteous and courageous, you won't be in trouble."
He recognized the bald guy on the ground, a street thug who'd been in and out of jail, while these others were clearly university students. The officer had guessed the situation upon arrival: the bald guy and his crew were likely taken down by these students en masse. The student in front of him was probably worried about the impact on the school if the fight was known, so he wanted to take all the blame.
Heh, quite a noble sentiment indeed.
"Uncle Police, it was really just me," Wu Li looked at him and said.