The several young men also looked towards the car.
Almost all the passengers inside were girls, with Luo Yang being the only male. Seeing the pretty girls inside, the young men couldn't help but stare in that direction.
At that moment, Hong Jiaxin was still sitting on Luo Yang's lap.
"Class monitor, you stay in the car, I'll go down and take a look," Luo Yang said.
He was very serious, and Hong Jiaxin gave him a sideways glance.
As Luo Yang moved Hong Jiaxin from his lap to the seat, he suddenly remembered something.
Although Hong Jiaxin had been practicing martial arts from a young age, she mainly learned routines and actually had very little real combat experience.
In the past at school, she had beaten up mischievous boys.
But they weren't truly fighting for their lives, it was just kids' scuffles.
In the Mu Tan incident, the opponents Hong Jiaxin faced were not ordinary adults, and it would not be easy for her to win.
Luo Yang had wanted to spar with her in real combat on normal days, but he was afraid of hurting her.
These days, Hong Jiaxin hadn't had much real combat experience and hadn't had the chance to train various fighting techniques.
In a life-and-death fight, there was no room for the slightest carelessness.
Luo Yang glanced through the car window at the several young men, thinking it would be a good opportunity for Hong Jiaxin to get some practice.
With him there to back her up, he figured there wouldn't be any accidents.
"Class monitor, it's time for you to make a move," Luo Yang said.
Before he could finish speaking, Hong Jiaxin's Right Swing Fist came at him.
Luo Yang's Shadow Fist was not for show; just as Hong Jiaxin's fist was about to hit his eye, he quickly dodged the punch.
"Class monitor, I didn't mean for you to hit me," Luo Yang said with a wry smile.
He then pointed out towards the group outside the car.
Hong Jiaxin was a smart girl; she didn't need Luo Yang to say more to understand what he meant.
"Playing solo won't improve your level much," Luo Yang said.
"Knock them all down?" Hong Jiaxin asked, getting ready to get out of the car.
Although the several young men looked unfriendly, it couldn't be certain that they were the ones Shi Nan said were coming to cause trouble.
"Wait a moment," Luo Yang said.
He called Shi Nan and said they had arrived at her doorstep.
Seeing Shi Nan come out, Luo Yang got out of the car with Hong Jiaxin, leaving Shuang Qiao inside.
The young men, seeing the very beautiful Hong Jiaxin, couldn't help but whistle at her flirtatiously, while those not whistling chuckled along with them.
Luo Yang surveyed them with a cold gaze.
One of the young men with slightly dyed yellow hair immediately shouted angrily, "What are you looking at?!"
Luo Yang ignored the yellow-haired young man and simply asked Shi Nan, "Are they the ones?"
Seeing Shi Nan nod, he knew it was time to take action.
At that moment, the yellow-haired young man, furious, approached with fists clenched, ready to hit Luo Yang.
"Class monitor, it's your turn to perform," Luo Yang said with a smile.
Hong Jiaxin looked a bit nervous; after all, she was a top student, not a top fighter.
She wasn't too scared when fighting the boys at school, as it was an environment she was familiar with.
But now, facing genuine hoodlums, she felt somewhat restrained.
Seeing Hong Jiaxin step forward, the yellow-haired man looked her up and down with his eyes and said with a lecherous smile, "Babe, step aside, I'll play with you in a bit."
Annoyed, Hong Jiaxin suddenly lashed out with a shout and threw a punch.
She had been trained in martial arts since childhood, but in a real fight, her skills didn't show and seemed more like random punches.
The yellow-haired young man's face took a punch with a thud, and he cursed furiously, "Motherfucker!"
The two of them started fighting.
"Class monitor, you're stronger than him, just stay calm, and you'll easily take him down," Luo Yang reassured Hong Jiaxin with a Calming Pill.
In terms of combat techniques, Hong Jiaxin wasn't really more experienced than the yellow-haired young man.
In fact, the yellow-haired young man had more fighting experience than Hong Jiaxin. Although he wasn't very good at striking techniques, having fought a lot, he still knew how to take down an opponent the fastest.
Hong Jiaxin didn't have the upper hand in terms of physical strength either.
The two were about even.
The blond-haired young man was several years older than Hong Jiaxin, and his body was more robust. Had it been another girl, she would have been kicked to the ground by now.
In terms of the accuracy of her punches, Hong Jiaxin's boxing wasn't bad, and she managed to make the young man's nose bleed.
The blond-haired young man roared in anger, launching a ferocious onslaught with a set of Turtle Fists.
At this moment, it was clear that Hong Jiaxin had become frightened and kept retreating.
"Class monitor, being impatient will reveal flaws. Observe carefully," Luo Yang reminded.
The girl fighting desperately against the ruffian was understandably nervous and uneasy.
At first, Hong Jiaxin didn't know what to do, but after hearing Luo Yang's tip, she wised up.
The blond-haired young man was just blindly swinging his fists, leaving his lower body undefended with many openings.
All of a sudden, Hong Jiaxin lowered her stance and swept a leg at the young man's lower body.
With a bang, the blond-haired young man fell to the ground upon the impact.
Luo Yang clapped his hands in approval.
Delighted with the small victory, Hong Jiaxin excitedly turned back and cast a grateful glance at Luo Yang.
Seeing the blond-haired young man defeated by Hong Jiaxin, the other young men immediately charged at her, attacking in a group.
"Cowboy, aren't you going to make a move?" Shi Nan exclaimed.
The fact that Hong Jiaxin barely won in a one-on-one fight showed that she hadn't yet managed to apply her learned techniques to real combat.
Otherwise, with Hong Jiaxin's martial arts foundation, dealing with one or two unarmed hooligans would have been child's play.
Opportunities for such fights were scarce, and Luo Yang wanted Hong Jiaxin to get some practice, so he was not in a hurry to intervene.
Moreover, the thugs had not yet drawn any weapons, so even if they hit Hong Jiaxin, it would only result in superficial wounds.
A few minor injuries were nothing out of the ordinary.
"No need. The class monitor can handle it," Luo Yang said.
Though his words seemed directed at Shi Nan, they were actually meant for Hong Jiaxin to hear.
Naturally, the goal was to encourage and boost her confidence.
The blond-haired young man got back up and joined the attack once more.
Five against one.
For an ordinary girl, this scene would be terrifying enough to make her wet herself.
Hong Jiaxin, however, was a tomboy, much braver than the average girl.
Having just knocked down the blond-haired young man had bolstered her confidence.
Faced with five opponents, she remained composed.
Most importantly, with Luo Yang by her side watching over the situation, she knew he would step in if she were in danger.
Five young men ganging up on a girl was quite a sight.
The blond-haired young man, embarrassed and furious, bellowed, "Charge! Take her down!"
Immediately, all five rushed at her together.
However, Hong Jiaxin launched a spinning whip kick, forcing back all five of them.
Her physical strength was ultimately inferior, and she was now panting and flush-faced.
Luo Yang knew that even if Hong Jiaxin were knocked down, she would not ask for help.
She was a girl who cared about face and was very competitive.
Unless Luo Yang took the initiative to step in, she would not stop him.
Seeing that she was struggling against the five, Luo Yang chuckled, "Five against one, don't you feel ashamed? Make it three against one. Two of you step back."
The blond-haired young man, already with blood on his face, was extremely displeased to see Luo Yang laughing without a care.
After hearing Luo Yang's words, he leaped forward, aiming a punch at Luo Yang's face.
Bang!
Before anyone could see Luo Yang make a move, the blond-haired young man's face received a punch and he passed out on the spot.
The other four young men realized then that Luo Yang was no pushover.
Guessing that the blond-haired young man was the leader, and now with him down, they were in a quandary, unsure whether to stay or leave.
Luo Yang scoffed, "If you four attack her and win, you can leave. If you lose, each of you will leave a tooth behind before you go."
One of them, a young man in a black T-shirt, disregarded Luo Yang's words, turned around, and rushed to his motorcycle to escape.