Chapter 76

"Hey... another beauty has arrived. I must say, this Nanling High School is pretty ordinary in other aspects, always ranking second to last in the fighting competitions, but when it comes to beauties, there’s no denying it... each one of them is so stunning that they make your mouth water..."

The pimply boy stared at Li Jiawei's high chest, which was barely concealed by her loose blue training suit, and swallowed his saliva, speaking without restraint.

Li Jiawei frowned but didn't say a word.

The short, fat boy poked the pimply boy's waist and pointed at Li Jiawei, deliberately mocking, "Pimple face, are you blind? This is Li Jiawei, the beauty of the Nanling High School team, the one who sat on the bench the whole time during the away game at our school."

"Oh, let me take another look, really?" The pimply boy looked at Li Jiawei, suddenly realizing, "The Nanling High School team is really trash. If they all sent beauties like you, there would be no need for a match; we would just concede."

Ning Yi stepped forward, placing Gu Ying and Li Jiawei behind him, standing in front of the pimply boy. The pimply boy was at the mid-level of the Qi Practitioner Fourth Layer, and Li Jiawei was certainly no match for him.

"Can't tell, another pretty boy has arrived." The pimply boy sneered at Ning Yi's action, "Pretty boy, you want to be a protector, right?"

The short, fat boy was even more direct, rushing to Ning Yi and slowly raising his fist, "None of your business, get lost."

"Fatso, if you have the guts, try it." Ning Yi said calmly.

The fat boy's mouth twitched, and he swung his fist directly at Ning Yi. Just as it was halfway, Ning Yi moved like lightning, grabbing his fist.

The fat boy was stunned, "Can't tell, no inner energy at all, but your hands are quite nimble... Get off!"

He roared, his right arm swelling, the exposed elbow bulging with muscles, and a ball of white battle qi burst out, forcibly shaking Ning Yi's hand off.

"Fatso, if you have the guts, come at me. Using battle qi against someone without inner energy, aren't you ashamed?" Li Jiawei, seeing Ning Yi's hand shaken off, was instantly furious.

"Hehe, beauty, I wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you..." The short, fat boy stared at Li Jiawei, a hint of lust in his eyes.

"Zhou Cong, get back here..." The fat boy's companion, a sallow-faced, dark-skinned, thin man, walked over and shouted at the short, fat boy.

As soon as he spoke, the short, fat boy obediently walked back.

Ning Yi looked and almost blurted out, "Isn't this Feng Jie?"

Indeed, the dark-skinned, thin man looked like a man at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it was a woman, and except for her height, she was a living, breathing Feng Jie.

More importantly, her cultivation was not low, at the early stage of the Qi Practitioner Fifth Layer. Seeing Ning Yi staring at her as if she were a monster, her eyes turned cold, "Puppy, if you look again, I'll gouge out your eyes."

Before Ning Yi could respond, her eyes turned to Li Jiawei, "A beauty is just a vase..."

Li Jiawei's face tensed, and Ning Yi spat out, looking disgusted, "With a face like that, you still dare to come out? It's not your fault to be ugly, but it is your fault to disgust others."

Hearing this, the woman's eyes turned cold, and she slid forward, appearing in front of Ning Yi in the next moment. Her speed was so fast that Ning Yi couldn't even see how she moved.

Then she raised her hand, slapping Ning Yi.

However, her hand stopped in mid-air.

Because Li Jiawei had grabbed her wrist.

The woman looked at Li Jiawei, her eyes turning cold again, "Li Jiawei, do you think you can stop me?"

"Chen Cuifeng, don't forget, this is Nanling High School." Li Jiawei retorted without backing down.

Ning Yi was stunned; they seemed to know each other.

"Nanling High School? Hmph..." Chen Cuifeng sneered, "What's Nanling High School? Slut, today I'll bully you on your own turf, what can you do about it?"

As she spoke, her body tensed, about to gather battle qi. Ning Yi's eyes narrowed; as soon as this ugly woman gathered battle qi, he would immediately take it away.

But at that moment, a calm voice drifted over from the side.

"Whoever it is, daring to cause trouble on Nanling High School's turf."

Li Jiawei's face lit up with joy, and the weight on her heart lifted.

Outside the Chongwen Pavilion, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a gray vertical-collar shirt with a short beard, appeared beside them, his eyes cold as he looked at the entire team from Xilin High School.

Mid-level Orange! Director Zhao!

No, not just Director Zhao, there were two more people with him.

Both were familiar faces to Ning Yi, one was Liu Jingjing, and the other was... Feng Ying.

With her side-swept bangs, black long hair with slightly curled ends, and a flawless oval face hidden under her black hair, her skin was so fair it could almost reflect images, her nose was straight, and her cherry lips were slightly moist, making one want to kiss them.

She wore a white mid-length skirt, and standing there, Ning Yi realized how tall the goddess Feng Ying was, probably around 175 cm. Her chest was high and full, somewhere between Gu Ying and Li Jiawei, about the legendary 34D, and it seemed to be the perfect teardrop shape...

Even more stunning were her long legs... absolutely the best Ning Yi had ever seen, white, even, and straight, the legendary nine-head goddess...

Her cultivation was at the early stage of the Red Level... actually the early stage of the Red Level!

Ning Yi was stunned; he didn't expect the goddess Feng Ying's cultivation to be so high, at the early stage of the Red Level, which was a formal martial artist!

Her cultivation had already entered the realm of formal martial artists, and among the younger generation, who could achieve this?

The three stopped about five to six meters away from Ning Yi and the others. Although they made no move, the appearance of three formal martial artists instantly silenced the Xilin High School team.

Chen Cuifeng could only glare at Li Jiawei and let go, "Lucky for you, if you have the guts, we'll see on the field!"

She quickly left.

"Are you okay, Weiwei?" Gu Ying asked Li Jiawei anxiously.

"I'm fine!" Li Jiawei shook her head.

Feng Ying and the others slowly walked over. Liu Jingjing looked at Ning Yi, slightly stunned, but didn't say much. Feng Ying, however, looked at Ning Yi, her fine eyebrows slightly raised, deep in thought, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere."

Before Ning Yi could speak, Liu Jingjing reminded her in a low voice, "Miss, you forgot, the little beggar who extorted money from you at the school gate."

Feng Ying's lips pursed, and she covered her mouth, clearly suppressing a smile.

Ning Yi was speechless but didn't bother to argue.

"Hello, Teacher Gu..." Feng Ying greeted Gu Ying and then turned to Li Jiawei, asking with concern, "Are you okay, Weiwei..."

Ning Yi's eyelids drooped; it seemed they knew each other.

"Fine, Yingying... why did you come?" Li Jiawei asked curiously.

" Came to see..." Feng Ying said with a faint smile.

Li Jiawei's face darkened, looking at the backs of the Xilin High School team, and said softly, "It's a pity you can't participate; otherwise, Chen Cuifeng wouldn't be so arrogant here."

Just as she spoke, Li Jiawei's phone rang. She answered it, her face first lighting up with joy, then hesitating.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ying asked.

"Fang Ting is not feeling well... so Teacher Gao asked me to prepare, if we need to fight the fifth match, I'll go on."

"That won't do, Chen Cuifeng's cultivation is two levels higher than yours! And you just had a falling out with her." Gu Ying said anxiously.

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