"Young Master Fu, wake up!"
Fu Chao was stunned at first, until his companions shook him awake, and that's when he suddenly came to!
Not until then did he realize that he broke out in a cold sweat, his back damp and extremely uncomfortable.
Fu Chao squinted his eyes in anger; this poor kid actually dared to glare at him with such contempt!
He's truly defying the heavens!
How dare he treat Young Master Li !
Just as Fu Chao was about to speak, a middle-aged teacher with brown hair entered the classroom. This was the instructor for the course, John.
It was rare for instructors to come into the classroom, which caught everyone off guard.
"Hey! What's going on here? What are you doing? You are not my students, get out, out of my classroom now!"
Instructor John, approaching forty and wearing a pair of black glasses, was very protective of impoverished students.
It was these few lads again, aiming to bully other international students!
Instructor John scolded Fu Chao and the others.
Instructors at Mo City University wielded significant power and status, and even the arrogant and unbridled youths like Fu Chao dared not offend an instructor.
Resentfully, Fu Chao glared at Bai Yan before turning around and, with his group of companions, stormed out of the classroom.
Instructor John glanced at Bai Yan without saying much, while Chen Yudong looked at John gratefully.
Instructor John had come to the classroom only to assign a group project. After giving simple instructions, he swiftly left.
Fu Chao and his group did not return.
The elective course soon came to a peaceful end.
Bai Yan packed his textbooks and stood up, walking toward the exit.
Chen Yudong planned to have breakfast with Bai Yan, but Bai Yan declined, asking Chen Yudong to help him get another key for his dorm room before leaving alone.
It was not that Bai Yan was distancing himself from a good friend, but that some secrets are better known by fewer people.
Bai Yan had been considering internally whether he should make use of the fifty thousand US dollars in his possession to strengthen himself.
According to the Abyss knowledge previously instilled by the System, Bai Yan knew he could freely absorb the blood of living creatures within the Main Plane to enhance the power of his Demon identity.
If he used this money to purchase a large number of poultry and livestock, he could undoubtedly achieve an injury-free evolution, which was far better than risking his life in the constant battle for survival in the Abyssal Plane.
Moreover, if Bai Yan became strong enough, he could take part in the bloody battles of the Abyssal Plane, striving to win recognition from the Abyss Will and earn the identity of a Demon Lord!
At that point, he would certainly reap substantial benefits!
In the Abyssal Plane, a Demon was akin to a commoner, whereas a Demon Lord was nobility, endowed with countless privileges!
Whenever he thought of the title "Demon Lord," Bai Yan's heart would quiver, his soul would tremble slightly, as though this status had a significant connection to him!
Regardless, I must obtain the legacy of this Demon Lord.
Bai Yan made up his mind; both the substantial benefits of being a Demon Lord and the stirring deep within his soul were driving him to continue growing in strength.
Walking out of the university, Bai Yan pondered his next steps, and before he knew it, he had stepped outside the school gates.
The group that had suffered in front of Bai Yan, including Fu Chao, had not gone far; they were waiting at the school entrance.
You poor kid, you indeed came out!
"Let's go, follow him."
Fu Chao's eyes showed a cold and sinister look as he signaled his companions and bodyguards to follow Bai Yan as he walked out.
Other students nearby saw this scene and expressed their anger and helplessness.
Clearly, Fu Chao was following Bai Yan with the intent to punish him!
These guys, relying on their wealthy families and their numeric advantage, bullied others everywhere!
Fu Chao and his entourage blatantly followed behind Bai Yan, with no attempt to hide, instead maliciously watching Bai Yan's back.
Bai Yan, of course, noticed them.
But unexpectedly, instead of heading towards a more populated area, Bai Yan walked towards an increasingly deserted alley.
Looking inquisitively at Fu Chao, his companions found Bai Yan's behavior unusual. Was he blatantly offering himself up for a lesson? Could there be a trick?
Fu Chao sneered, "Let's follow and see what tricks he's planning!"
Fu Chao was determined to teach Bai Yan a harsh lesson, set on breaking a few of Bai Yan's bones to make him realize Young Master Fu was not to be trifressed with.
Fu Chao and his group followed Bai Yan into a desolate alleyway, and ahead of Bai Yan, there was no way out—only a five-meter-high iron fence.
Clever boy; heaven gave you a way out, but instead, you choose to step into hell!
Now it's your own doing, so you can't blame anyone else!
Fu Chao's eyes twinkled with mockery and coldness, Bai Yan had walked into an empty alley that was a dead end!
Now, I finally get to properly teach this annoying brat a lesson!
Fu Chao lit up a cigarette; tendrils of smoke curled up as he sneered at Bai Yan standing in the middle of the alley, whispering, "Big man on campus Bai Yan, you're asking for it!"
"I must say, the spot you've chosen is truly a geomantic treasure! I remember breaking the bones of eleven people right here. They all knelt before me, tears streaming down their faces, begging for mercy. You will be the twelfth! You should feel honored!"
Fu Chao wore a look of arrogance and amusement as he, along with several companions and bodyguards, slowly walked towards Bai Yan.
One of Fu Chao's companions found a few steel rods from a garbage bin by the alley. It was their hidden arsenal. The rods still bore the dark red traces of dried blood, indicating that this wasn't their first time engaging in such deeds.
Each man armed with a steel rod, they encircled Bai Yan.
"Let me tell you! If you kneel down and beg now, I can assure you that the beating you'll receive will be slightly less severe."
Licking his lips with a wicked smile, Fu Chao was eager, yearning to see this fair-faced man grovel on the ground!
"I also want to tell you something. After today, you'll deeply regret provoking me, truly!"
Bai Yan smiled sincerely at Fu Chao.
"F***! Ungrateful bastard! Brothers, beat him up!"
Fu Chao's face twisted with violent fury as he roared fiercely.
"You weakling, kneel down!"
A wealthy young man towering at 1.8 meters tall charged forward. Clearly well-exercised, his muscular body looked intimidating.
The steel rod, accompanied by a whooshing sound, was ruthlessly aimed at Bai Yan's head—cruelty to the extreme!
None of these people seemed like university students; each one fought with lethal viciousness, using full-force blows with steel rods against a person's head.
Did they not fear killing someone?!
Truly a bunch of scum!
Bai Yan's eyes narrowed in fury.
Instead of retreating, Bai Yan advanced. His right leg, generating an even sharper whooshing sound, shot out like a shadow, savagely slamming into the tall rich young man's abdomen.
The young man's eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out!
He felt an immense force emanating from his gut, followed by a sensation as though his stomach was thrown into a blender. His belly and intestines trembled in agony as he was sent flying by Bai Yan's kick!
The wealthy youth was sent flying three to four meters, crashing into a wall painted with spray-paint patterns and leaving a slight dent.
His eyes bulged, blood trailing from his mouth, his face a mask of pain as he writhed on the ground, clutching his abdomen, his mouth emitting pained gasps.
At that moment, Bai Yan's strength and speed were about three to five times that of an ordinary person, and his blow was not something a regular person could withstand.
"Motherf***er. Get him! How dare you hit my man! Bai Yan, you won't be walking out of here today!"
A flash of astonishment crossed Fu Chao's face, quickly replaced by an even angrier bellow.
A crowd rushed forward, roaring, swinging their steel rods viciously at Bai Yan's body!
Some of the bodyguards, eyes narrowed, slightly bent forward, ready to move, with hands hovering over their waists as if they could draw guns at any moment!
The bodyguards' eyes were much sharper than those of the students—this young man surnamed Bai clearly had great strength and speed. Though he did not use any fancy techniques, he was not someone an average person could deal with!
"Heh, overestimating your capabilities."
Bai Yan chuckled lightly, his gaze exceptionally cold.
These people repeatedly provoked me; do they truly think I'm a sick cat?
The chaotic and evil Camp was constantly and subtly altering Bai Yan's personality, transforming him from a serene and uncompetitive character into one of violence and Bloodthirst.
If left unprovoked, that would be one thing, but once provoked, one must face the wrath of a purebred Demon!
Bai Yan moved with astonishing speed, his palm striking out and knocking out the teeth of the lead wealthy youth, then smoothly seized the steel rod from his hand.
Whether it's killing or fighting.
These ordinary people stand no chance against Bai Yan, who has survived the endless battles of the Abyss Plane!
Wielding the steel rod in hand like shadows, Bai Yan struck the arms of the wealthy youths.
With each blow delivered by Bai Yan, someone's arm would shatter in a compound fracture!
In less than a minute, seven or eight wealthy youths were lying on the ground, wailing and rolling in pain, tears and snot everywhere.
A bodyguard shouted, drawing a firearm and aiming at Bai Yan.
"Haha, just like what Young Master Li said, you really can fight!"
Fu Chao laughed heartily, his tone full of contentment, "But no matter how skilled you are, can you beat a gun? Nineteen years of martial arts training, no match for a small handgun!"
Bai Yan's gaze was cold as he bent down, touched the ground with the tip of his foot, and his figure blurred, shooting out like a blast!
The bodyguards only saw a blur before a sharp pain surged through their wrists.
A series of bone-breaking sounds echoed; every bodyguard's wrist was fractured, handguns dropping to the ground, no longer posing any threat to Bai Yan!
And all this happened in just three seconds!
Fu Chao's laughter abruptly ceased, like a duck whose throat had been squeezed, pitiful and laughable.