He is now filled with deep regret and will never be a member of society again.

With his flabby physique, he can forget about making a name for himself this way. He might have a better future if he studied hard.

The boy was terrified and had already backed out.

But Zhang Jingyang was unwilling. He was being carried around by Xie Li like a little chick, and he lost face in front of the whole class.

Now he's been beaten black and blue, and he won't be satisfied until he gets his revenge.

His eyes gleamed with a calculating light. "That woman is no match for Young Master He. Once he beats her to a pulp, we can get our revenge..."

Zhang Jingyang wanted to take advantage of the situation, and his friend thought for a moment and squatted down beside him. Zhang Jingyang still owed him a five-star hotel meal, so he couldn't let this beating go unpunished.

On the other side.

Xie Li thought for a moment and asked, "You still know martial arts... oh, no, ancient martial arts, right?"

She changed her wording to "ancient martial arts," which seems to be what city people use to say.

He Jingxuan said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, just do it already!"

Forget about ancient martial arts, why waste so much time on this nonsense? His only thought right now is to have a good, satisfying fight.

Xie Li didn't stand on ceremony. His fingers drooped slightly, and in that instant, his entire aura changed.

As if the air had been frozen invisibly, a powerful pressure instantly spread out, causing He Jingxuan's eyes to turn red. That violent aura also began to surge through his body, and he went to meet it.

Finally, he was about to witness a gratifying scene. Zhang Jingyang was so excited that he wanted to clap his hands and shout: "Kill her! Kill her!"

...

A few minutes later.

He Jingxuan lay on the ground, staring blankly at the sky above.

The violent aura within his body dissipated without a trace, and the pain in his body finally fed back to his brain, allowing his long-blank mind to slowly begin to function again.

But he didn't want to move at all; he just wanted to lie there and process this first setback and defeat in his life.

Meanwhile, Zhang Jingyang and his friend remained expressionless for a long time before slowly turning their necks and exchanging glances.

They both saw extreme fear and panic in each other's eyes.

Just now, they watched helplessly as He Shao, whom they considered incredibly powerful, was completely overwhelmed and brutally beaten by Xie Li after only two or three moves, and was eventually slammed to the ground like a rag doll.

The frozen mind suddenly started working frantically: Run!

Zhang Jingyang was silently weeping inside; he must have been crazy to have tried to provoke Xie Li.

He was wrong, he regretted it, he hated it so much, ahhh, why won't my legs obey me!

A loud thud finally woke Xie Li. She looked at He Shao, who was lying on the ground looking utterly hopeless, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Aren't you a martial arts practitioner?" How come your skill level is so low? You seem like a complete novice.

He Jingxuan understood her subtext. At that moment, he felt no ripples in his heart, nor did he feel any shame.

He just didn't want to answer that question.

Xie Li didn't wait for his reply, turned around, and walked towards the alley entrance.

At the alley entrance, Zhang Jingyang was utterly terrified!

His friends had already run away, but he was so scared that he slipped and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time, thus missing his chance to escape.

Xie Li watched the energetic young man running wildly, then silently turned his gaze back to Zhang Jingyang.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have targeted you! I... I just wanted to help... vent my anger!" Zhang Jingyang cried bitterly.