However, in front of so many classmates, Huang Xiaojun felt a bit scared inside, but he wouldn't let himself lose face, would he? Sneering, he said, "Come up then, what the hell can you do to me, motherfucker?" As he spoke, he charged towards the podium, his cronies following behind, cursing and swearing, looking vicious and fierce, a few of them even grabbing chairs along the way.
Leng Xuan found it amusing inside, just a few students, why would he take them seriously?
But he felt Zhou Li's hand sweating in his, and with a slight smile, he reassured her with a confident look, then let go of her hand. He didn't wait for Huang Xiaojun to rush up but instead charged forward and kicked him squarely in the chest. Instantly, Huang Xiaojun screamed, his body involuntarily flying backward, causing a chain reaction where four or five people fell to the ground. Moans and yelps of "Ouch" and "Argh" were ringing in everyone's ears.
