731: Best Martial Artist

Best Martial Artist

Sheng Yang was on the way back to the dorm when suddenly, her ears twitched and she heard a cry for help.2

This familiar voice…

Sheng Yang pushed aside the grass and walked over.

Luo Mengmeng was being held down by a foreign student. This student was one of the famous students from the Ivy League. He was extremely tall and two meters tall.

Luo Mengmeng's eyes were glistening with tears, and she was extremely scared. However, when she saw Sheng Yang, she didn't lose her rationality and hurriedly said, "Yangyang, leave quickly. Get the security guards."

Sheng Yang's cold gaze swept past the smiling foreign student as though she was looking at a dead person.

Should she look for the security guards now? It would be too late by the time she returned.

She strode forward. Although Luo Mengmeng was extremely touched, her eyes were filled with anxiety. "Yangyang, leave quickly."

The foreign male student also saw Sheng Yang. She was fair-skinned, beautiful, and had long legs. She was clearly Chinese, but she was not inferior to the Russian female students in his university. He became more excited.

Sheng Yang walked in front of him. She didn't lift her head to look at him. Instead, she just took the belt that the male student had unfastened. With a smack, the male student fell to the ground in pain.

This girl looked thin and weak, but she was so strong!

He got up in a rage, only to see that there was a long wound on his hairy arm. His flesh had split open, and blood was dripping down.

"I'll kill you!" He swooped down. He was so big, and when he rushed forward, it was as if an earthquake had occurred.

Sheng Yang lightly lifted the belt and flipped him over.

…

Where was the fight?

Yuan Xinran came over because she had heard the commotion. She liked to find experts to compete with. Furthermore, she had heard someone wailing miserably. This opponent of hers must be very good at fighting.

Filled with hope, she pushed aside the grass and focused her gaze. She only saw a slim figure standing there calmly. She struck out with the belt in her hand again and again, causing the other party's skin to split open. He begged for mercy, but she did not move at all.

Yuan Xinran raised her brows. Oh, it looked like Sheng Yang was really angry this time.

She still remembered that at the end of the last semester, Sheng Yang had fulfilled her promise to her. They had a fight. However, Sheng Yang was able to defeat her easily. In the end, Yuan Xinran admitted defeat.

Only then did she realize that this seemingly weak girl was not only good at arm-wrestling but also good at fighting.

It turned out that she, who looked inconspicuous when she fought, was actually the best martial artist in the entire university.

At this point, Yuan Xinran was no longer as arrogant as before. This semester, she had restrained her temper a lot. She finally understood that there was always someone better than her. Who knew who else around her were hidden masters?

…

Sheng Yang taught the foreign student a lesson, but this matter wasn't over yet. The next day, the foreign student who couldn't even get out of bed after being beaten up so badly complained to Mr. Wilson, the teacher leading the Ivy League team. Mr. Wilson charged over angrily. "Where's that female student who can fight? I want to seek justice for my student."

Ji Qingming heard the commotion and quickly rushed over. He smiled apologetically. "Teacher Wilson."

Wilson still had a stiff face and did not fall for his tricks. "Quick, hand over that female student. She actually beat Louis until he couldn't get out of bed. What is her motive?"

Louis was ranked third in terms of brainpower among the students he had brought along. He was going to use him as an ace.

Ha, Imperial Capital University felt that they could not win, so they used this kind of sinister trick.

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