Chapter 95: Secret Fight

As soon as Ling Hao followed Xue Yifeng into the resting station of the other three colleges, a middle-aged beautiful woman sitting on a stone chair stood up and came up to greet Xue Yifeng: "Vice Dean Xue, long time no see."

"Vera, I haven't seen you for ten years. You have become younger and more beautiful!" Xue Yifeng also went forward and said flatteringly.

"You too. I haven't seen you for ten years. My skin is thicker and my mouth is more slippery. Vera obviously knew Xue Yifeng's habits and didn't like him at all.

"What's the matter? It's really wrong for me. What I said is from the bottom of my heart. Xue Yifeng pretended to be aggrieved and shouted injustice.

"Okay, don't talk about it here. Who is this young man around you? Why don't you introduce him to me? Vera ignored Xue Yifeng's injustice, but looked at Ling Hao, who was standing beside Xue Yifeng. Her intuition told her that this young man should be the youngest vice dean of Dishui College, which was rumored some time ago.

"This is Miss Vera, the vice president of the Holy Fire Academy." Xue Yifeng stretched out a palm and pointed to Vera and introduced to Ling Hao.

"Fuck you, how old am I, Miss?" Vera took a sip of anger and cursed softly.

"No matter how the years change, you will always be Miss Vera when we first met in my mind." Xue Yifeng's affectionate appearance made Ling Hao, who was standing beside him, shiver.

"Then why did you refuse me back then?" Vera looked at Xue Yifeng with resentful eyes and flirted, regardless of whether there were others standing beside them or not.

"Uh. This... By the way, I forgot to introduce that this romantic and elegant young man is the vice president of Ling Haoling of our Dishui College. Xue Yifeng was a little embarrassed, and it was rare for him to blush slightly. He quickly introduced Ling Hao to change the topic.

Looking at the strange expressions of the two, everyone can guess that Xue Yifeng and Vera must have had a bloody story in those years. Ling Hao couldn't help saying, "I really can't see that Mr. Xue was quite romantic in those years. Such a beautiful woman doesn't look down on him."

"Who do I think I am? It turned out to be the smelly vice president of Dishui College. It's really better to meet than to meet." Ling Hao still had time to say hello to Vera, and a broken gong-like voice came from behind Vera.

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly cooled down. Ling Hao didn't know the identity of the person who suddenly interrupted. Hearing his arrogant tone, he must be from Shenfeng College. Naturally, Ling Hao would not allow others to insult him. At that moment, he counterattacked, "I don't know which rat is hiding in other people's buttocks?"

"He is the vice president of Shenfeng College." Xue Yifeng whispered in Ling Hao's ear.

"The strength of Dishui College is not very good, but the people who come out learn to be sharp." A middle-aged man with a big belly shifted from behind Vera, walked arrogantly to Ling Hao, and stared at Ling Hao with his pair of mung bean-sized eyes.

Looking at the big fat man staring at him, Ling Hao suddenly became respectful and said, "Old man, let me give you some advice."

Seeing a big change in Ling Hao's attitude, he suddenly became respectful, which made the big fat man feel fluttering: "Uh, say it."

"First of all, let's talk about your figure. Seeing your fat figure reminds me of the pig beasts (similar to pigs) commonly seen in the mountains near King Waters City. Secondly, let's talk about your appearance. Your appearance is memorable at a glance, reminding me of those sharp-billed beasts (similar to mice). Finally, let's talk about your hairstyle and clothes. Your vulgar hairstyle and sloppy clothes make people look like a beggar. Ling Hao said as he walked around the big fat man. Every word pierced his heart, and the big fat man's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Well, don't worry, I haven't finished my words yet." Seeing that the big fat man wanted to speak, Ling Hao said first, "It's not your fault to be ugly. It's your parents' fault. You shouldn't have been born. You can't be blamed for your strange overall shape. That's your poor taste. However, it's your fault that you are scary with this appearance.

As soon as Ling Hao finished his words, the people around him burst into laughter. Only then did they know that Ling Hao had just suddenly changed his attitude to laugh at each other.

The big fat man forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and said hypocritically, "I'm McGregor, a few days ago, Vice Dean Ling disciplined my students who didn't grow up for me. I haven't thanked them yet."

"You're welcome. There's nothing wrong with a little thing."

Ling Hao was slightly angry with McLeak, which was a little unexpected. However, the act of McLeak reaching out to shake hands with Ling Hao revealed his purpose. Presumably McLeak was very confident in his strength and wanted to get back the one who failed in the battle with his mouth by force.

Ling Hao pretended to know nothing and stretched out his hand to shake hands with McLeak, but his hand was secretly full of energy and was ready to fight back at any time.

McLerk was overjoyed. He grabbed Ling Hao's hand and raised his strength. He thought, "Finally, you can win back. Even if you start to learn martial arts from your mother's womb, you can't reach the level of being only one step away from the sword saint like me. This time, you must make you hurt until you kneel down and beg for mercy."

In the eyes of outsiders, the two seemed to have no grudges, shaking hands like friends. How did they know that the two were secretly competing?

At the first contact between the two hands, McLeak was secretly happy, because he did not feel the hidden energy in Ling Hao's hand and confidently thought that he could attack Ling Hao unprepared. But to his surprise, after he urged the dark energy with 70% strength, he found that the dark energy was like entering a bottomless abyss, and Ling Hao seemed to be unconscious. In great shock, he even urged dark energy with all his strength, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without a trace of ripples.

Ling Hao let his palm be held by McLeak and did not fight back, but just watched McLeak's clown-like performance.

Finally, he felt that something was wrong. McLeak wanted to let go and retreat, but found that his palm seemed to be stuck by Ling Hao. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out.

This discovery shocked McLeak and couldn't help looking up. Ling Hao was leisurely, as if he was an okay person, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. Only then did he know that he had kicked on the iron plate this time. This seemingly young vice dean was not as easy to bully as he thought.

Feeling McLeak's retreat, Ling Hao knew that it was time for him to fight back. McGregor's rude words just now made Ling Hao have an extremely bad impression of him. Therefore, Ling Hao decided to teach McLeak an impressive lesson.

(Brothers, this is today's first update. Today is tentatively scheduled to update three times. If this book gets more red tickets today, it will add one more update. I have never updated it at this time in the early morning. This update in the early morning is to ask for red tickets from my brothers. Because my brothers have red tickets at this time, I have the cheek to ask for them. The way of writing is painful and lonely, but with the support of brothers, it is not so painful and lonely. Thank you for your support!)