Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 415: Teach Me a Harsh Lesson

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If it were before, they might have admired someone doing this, but now they were so captivated by Hao Jian’s sword dance that they couldn’t stop watching. At this point, they were unwilling for anyone to interrupt them.

"Is this a student from your school?" Cao Guobin frowned, turning to look at Qiu Chenggong beside him.

Qiu Chenggong shivered, "This, I’m not very clear about that."

With so many students in the school, how could he know if this girl was a student from their school? If she were, it would be a big blunder, smashing someone with a brick in front of Cao Guobin. The image of the Business School would be completely ruined.

Seeing this, Cao Guobin stopped talking, but his face turned darker than the bottom of a pot.

Qiu Chenggong was on the verge of tears, praying in his heart that she must not be a student from their school, otherwise, he would be finished.

At that moment, Zhao Yating stopped ten meters in front of Hao Jian and then threw the brick in her hand into the air.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh."

Hao Jian swiftly drew his sword with a speed that even thunder couldn’t cover his ears, and those bricks instantly turned into chunks of stone in midair, then scattered on the ground.

At the same time, eight large characters appeared amidst the edge of the sword and neatly landed on the stage in front of them.

The eight characters organized in order were so neat that it was bewildering. The students seeing Hao Jian carve out eight characters in midair were all dumbfounded.

From the throwing of the brick to its landing, the whole process didn’t even take three seconds. Hao Jian managed to carve out eight characters in less than three seconds? How did he do it?

But they didn’t have time to be surprised and curiously turned their gaze towards the eight characters on the stage.

Those characters boldly declared, "Huaxia Dragon Soul, everlasting and undying!"

Upon seeing this, Cao Guobin breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed loudly, "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Immediately followed by Cao Guobin’s hearty laughter, obviously, Hao Jian’s maneuver had dazzled him.

This was much better than Li Jiasheng’s fencing. Li Jiasheng could only skewer apples, but Hao Jian could even carve words on bricks. The difference between them was like heaven and earth!

Moreover, the characters that Hao Jian carved held a great implication that was very much to Cao Guobin’s taste.

Li Jiasheng, watching from below, was also stunned, as the other party had beaten him in his most skilled area.

Both were swordsmanship, but his swordsmanship compared to Hao Jian’s was like a child playing with mud, simply not worth mentioning.

At this moment, Li Jiasheng was utterly humiliated!

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Li Jiasheng could not believe it. How could anyone achieve this? To simultaneously carve eight large characters within three seconds meant wielding around twenty sword strikes, each one had to be precisely executed. This was utterly impossible.

How could someone’s hand be fast enough to strike more than twenty times in three seconds?

Others might not be able to, but Hao Jian could because he was the God of Death!

Unlike Li Jiasheng’s thunderous applause, the audience was silent after seeing Hao Jian’s performance.

Because they were shocked by Hao Jian’s performance. It was nothing short of magical, powerful beyond imagination!

"Du Yuelin, your student is very impressive, truly impressive! It’s a great fortune for Huaxia to have such a learned individual!" Cao Guobin laughed heartily, patting Du Yuelin’s shoulder, "It seems I’ve underestimated you in the past. Your Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is a hidden dragon and crouching tiger."

"Not at all, not at all," Du Yuelin said modestly, but his two white eyebrows were bent with a smile.

However, Qiu Chenggong wasn’t very happy at this point; today’s evening event was originally meant to boost the prestige of the Business School, but in the end, it turned out to be a dowry for the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Hao Jian bowed to the audience with calm and poise before heading towards the stage below.

And just after he left, sudden thunderous applause erupted from the audience, its magnitude much stronger than that for Li Jiasheng.

As Hao Jian descended from the stage, he passed by Li Jiasheng and took off his mask, patting Li Jiasheng’s shoulder: "Don’t be disheartened, practice for another three to five hundred years, and you might be able to surpass me."

Li Jiasheng sent a murderous glare at Hao Jian, clearly understanding that Hao Jian was mocking him.

"Ouch, didn’t you just say you wanted to make our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital lose face? You said that, right?" Hao Jian continued to tease without appearing to see Li Jiasheng’s look.

Li Jiasheng’s face turned red with anger, nearly bursting with rage.

"Young man, don’t act tough if you can’t do it. If you know you’re worthless, just be content with being worthless, okay?" Hao Jian teased.

"Just a small win, and you’re already acting like a petty person who got lucky?" Ye Chunliang approached with a sneer, fixing his gaze intently on Hao Jian.

Hao Jian frowned, "Ye Chunliang, I’d advise you not to meddle with things that don’t concern you, this is between Li Jiasheng and me."

Hao Jian was already cursing inwardly; if it weren’t for the fact that you are Ye Linglan’s brother, I would have beaten you so badly your mother wouldn’t recognize you.

"I want to meddle, I want to trip you up, what about it?" Ye Chunliang said arrogantly, who was this guy to threaten him?

"Out of respect for Ye Linglan, apologize to me, then I’ll act as if this never happened," Hao Jian said expressionlessly to Ye Chunliang.

"Don’t mention my sister!" Ye Chunliang roared, and for some reason, whenever he heard Hao Jian call Ye Linglan’s name, he felt extreme disgust.

"Ye Linglan. Ye Linglan. Ye Linglan," Hao Jian sneered as he repeated the name three times.

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"You’re asking for it!" A murderous aura flashed across Ye Chunliang’s stern face as he threw a punch toward Hao Jian’s face.

Hao Jian didn’t dodge or flinch, instead, he looked down on Ye Chunliang with a cold smile.

"Bang!"

Ye Chunliang’s punch landed squarely on Hao Jian’s cheek.

"Teacher Hao Jian!"

"You bastard, how dare you strike our teacher?"

Luo Tong and the others were immediately upset and rushed towards Ye Chunliang, ready to teach him a lesson.

"Stay back!" Hao Jian commanded Luo Tong and the others to stop with a turn of his head.

Luo Tong and the others paused, looking at Hao Jian with confusion.

Hao Jian slowly turned his head, his gaze mingled with contempt as he looked down at Ye Chunliang, "Your punch is even weaker than Ye Linglan’s!"

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Ye Chunliang’s pupils shrank. His words implied that he was inferior even to a woman?

Ye Chunliang’s expression became extremely awkward, and he couldn’t understand why this was happening. His punch should have been strong enough to knock him down.

"Here’s the deal, I’ll give you another chance. If you can make me move from my spot with ten punches, then I lose. I will kneel before you in front of everyone and never appear in front of Ye Linglan again; likewise, if you can’t do it, you’ll cancel this performance, how about that?" Hao Jian asked with a friendly smile.

Meanwhile, Che Xiaoxiao and the others were at their wit’s end, knowing that Hao Jian was up to his tricks again.

"Are you joking?" Ye Chunliang asked with a dark face.

"Do you think I’m joking?" Hao Jian sneered.

"Since you’re hell-bent on getting yourself killed, why should I refuse!" Ye Chunliang huffed.

Hao Jian curled his lips, "It’s still unclear who’s seeking death."

Immediately, Hao Jian spread his arms open, smiling leisurely, "Come on, give it your best shot, and teach me a lesson!"

Even Li Jiasheng and the others were stunned by such arrogant remarks. Wasn’t this looking down on people too much?

Ye Chunliang was also brimming with rage. Did this guy really dare to take him so lightly?

Grinding his teeth with hatred, Ye Chunliang roared and launched a series of combination punches at Hao Jian’s chest.

Ye Chunliang’s classmates all gasped: "Ye Chunliang’s going to kill him!"

They had all seen the power of Ye Chunliang’s fists, capable of smashing bricks with one blow. How could a succession of ten punches not kill someone?

At that moment, Li Jiasheng’s face bore a cruel smile. He would rather Ye Chunliang cripple Hao Jian.

After all, he was now humiliated and furious, and at this point, who the hell cared about school honor?

If possible, he would have wanted Hao Jian dead!

"Hurry up and call an ambulance, just don’t let him die in our school. Otherwise, it would be troublesome," a student said anxiously before taking out his phone to call for an ambulance.

Just then, a hand pressed down on the student’s phone, and Ye Chunliang said coldly, "What’s it to you? Why are you meddling?"

"But he’s going to be beaten to death by Ye Chunliang," the student said weakly.

"That’s Ye Chunliang’s business, not yours. Get lost!" Li Jiasheng said rudely, preferring best that Hao Jian was dead, so why would he allow anyone to meddle now?

The students from the Business School looked at each other but did not dare to disobey Li Jiasheng, the second young master, so they had no choice but to swallow their anger.

"Bang bang bang bang."

Ye Chunliang was still attacking ferociously, and everyone thought Hao Jian was done for, but then they noticed something was amiss.

No matter how Ye Chunliang attacked, Hao Jian stood immovable, appearing unscathed.

After finishing his assault, Ye Chunliang also suddenly realized, had Hao Jian really not moved an inch?

Che Xiaoxiao and the others looked at Ye Chunliang with mocking faces. He had been played by Hao Jian and didn’t even know it, how foolish.

Yawning, Hao Jian looked at Ye Chunliang leisurely, "Ten punches are up, and I haven’t moved a bit. According to the bet, you should call it quits!"

Ye Chunliang’s handsome face was covered in frost, but he acted like a man and didn’t welch, instead leaving in a huff after shooting a cold glare at Hao Jian.

Li Jiasheng was utterly dumbfounded. Could this guy be made of iron?

"Alright, now it’s time to settle things between us." Just then, Hao Jian turned to look at Li Jiasheng next to him, smiling with ill intent. "It seems like you really wanted me dead by Ye Chunliang’s hands?"