Chapter 569 - Are You Made of Paper?

Chapter 569: Are You Made of Paper?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Zexuan, don’t be rude!”
Yang Jie said coldly. They were very particular about seniority. No matter what, Ning Zexuan was a junior. He could not talk to Liang Shaopeng like that.
Moreover, with him as a master, would he let his disciple be bullied?
Yang Jie looked at Li Mobai and asked, “Mobai, tell me what happened.”
When Li Mobai heard that, he blurted, “That day, a few junior brothers, Junior Sister Qi Wei and I, we invited Junior Sister Jian Ai and Junior Brother Si Yue to Wangxiang Restaurant for a meal to welcome them into our martial arts school. Unexpectedly, we met people from Zhenhua Martial Arts School at the restaurant. As soon as we met, they mocked us and insulted Longxing and the rest of us. Later, Junior Sister Jian Ai couldn’t stand it anymore, so she attacked one of them.”
With that, Li Mobai glared at Zhenhua’s group with an indignant expression. He then said to Yang Jie, “Master, they were bullying us too much. We initially wanted to settle it peacefully because we remembered the Master’s instructions to not cause trouble. But some people pushed their luck, and they were asking for a beating!”
Yang Jie knew Li Mobai’s personality the best. His words were definitely not exaggerated.
Nodding his head gently, Yang Jie looked at Liang Shaopeng with an unkind expression and said, “Brother Liang, you heard it, too. Your disciples started it first, so it’s natural for them to be taught a lesson!”
“My Longxing is indeed cold and cheerless, but it is also the last pure land of Chinese martial arts in Baiyun City. In the past, I, Yang Jie, turned a blind eye to the rumors and didn’t fight for anything. However, that doesn’t mean that our Longxing can be bullied!”
“Moreover, such things happen between martial arts schools. Why are you mobilizing so many people? Do you want to tear down my school with your bare hands?”
In the end, Yang Jie’s tone was icy cold. It was obvious that he was angry.
When Liang Shaopeng heard Yang Jie’s words, he snorted. “Yang Jie, you make it sound so easy. That’s right. The disciples of martial arts schools are young and aggressive. They always like to compete when they meet. But even if my people were in the wrong first, your people don’t know how to hold back.”
When he said this, Liang Shaopeng pulled the youth beside him and said coldly, “This disciple of mine has been lying in the hospital for over ten days. Do you want to let it go so easily? Let me tell you, there’s no way!”
When Liang Shaopeng said that, Li Mobai and the other senior brothers and sisters were stunned.
“Pfft…”
Without waiting for anyone to say anything, Jian Ai couldn’t help but sneer. “I just kicked him and he was hospitalized for over ten days? Are the people from your Zhenhua made of paper?”
Jian Ai did not know that Liang Shaopeng was not lying. The Zhenhua disciple, Sun Fei, she kicked, had indeed stayed in the hospital for more than a week.
As for the reason, perhaps even Jian Ai herself did not know. It was probably because she had infused genuine energy into the other party’s stomach with her kick.
Ordinary people like Sun Fei naturally could not digest the genuine energy in his stomach. As such, the genuine energy lingered in his stomach and could not dissipate for a long time. That night, Sun Fei was in so much pain that they sent him to the hospital overnight.
This was also why after that incident, they didn’t see the people from Zhenhua for a long time. It turned out that Sun Fei was hospitalized and couldn’t settle the score with them.
“That’s right.. My junior sister kicked him just once and didn’t even use her hands,” Yu Yue chimed in.