The second class of the morning was physical education.
Under the shade of a tree, Jiang Yu had somehow acquired a lounge chair, enjoying a refreshing juice while two people fanned him with small electric fans.
The feeling was incredibly satisfying.
The two people beside him had dyed their hair yellow and green respectively, and their outfits perfectly embodied the punk style.
Their faces were pierced like Yahiko, so much so that if they held water in their mouths, their faces would turn into a showerhead.
Their names were Wang Yan and Liu Qingjie, and in the original text, they were Jiang Yu’s 'traffic light' lackey trio, often following the original Jiang Yu to provoke Lin Qifan, the Son of Destiny.
As a result, they were beaten black and blue every time.
Yet, they still followed the original Jiang Yu to provoke Lin Qifan every time, showing a certain persistence typical of minor characters.
“Hehe, Jiang Shao, don’t worry, we’ve prepared everything as you instructed. This Lin Qifan actually dared to provoke Jiang Shao, he really doesn’t know how to write the word ‘death’!”
“I’ve also hidden the camera, just waiting for Zhang Yang and that kid to finish their run, hehe… just thinking about it is exciting!”
Jiang Yu crossed his legs, squinting his eyes as he watched the track in the distance.
At this moment, the field next to the track was crowded with people.
Most of them gasped in admiration as they stared at the figure galloping like the wind on the track.
The physical education teacher, who was timing, was even more dumbfounded, muttering, “This child has the potential of a great emperor, truly terrifying!”
Some girls shyly covered their eyes but couldn't help peeking through their fingers at the running boy.
The one showing off was none other than Lin Qifan, who had left the red-haired Zhang Yang several laps behind!
He wasn't wearing a shirt, and under the sunlight, his wheat-colored skin glowed with a dazzling white light, his muscles, like those of a Spartan warrior, blinding many a dog’s eyes.
Of course, the people in Class 10 knew what kind of person Lin Qifan was.
Therefore, all the people watching him run were classmates from other classes and other grades.
Seeing this, Jiang Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes and complain, “He even takes off his shirt just to run, he’s such a show-off.”
Lin Qifan still had his charmingly evil smile on his face.
When passing by crowds, he would always inadvertently flash his signature crooked-mouth smile at a few girls.
Of course, he wouldn't even glance at ugly girls or men.
“Ah, this is what campus life is all about, haha, mere mortals, look closely, this will be your only chance to witness an immortal’s body!”
In the 10-kilometer endurance race, the red-haired guy named Zhang Yang was easily left four or five kilometers behind, and now he was still chasing like a dog.
Lin Qifan couldn't help but twist his mouth again.
He thought about how many girls would come to ask for his contact information after the run.
The race ended quickly, and it was no surprise that Lin Qifan won.
“Kid, don’t think you can go against a god. Get real, I’m telling you the truth, I only used ten percent of my strength when running with you.”
Lin Qifan's arrogant smirk almost reached the heavens as he coldly mocked the red-haired guy.
Although the red-haired guy named Zhang Yang had been rude just now, given that he cooperated with him in his act of showing off, Lin Qifan decided not to execute him for the time being.
“Lin Qifan, you’re so handsome!”
“Lin Qifan, you’re amazing! You’ve broken our school record, you’re a god!”
“Lin Qifan, here’s some water for you.”
Lin Qifan saw that everyone around him had gathered, their eyes full of admiration, and he couldn’t describe how thrilled he felt inside.
He casually took the water handed to him by someone.
With a twist of his mouth, he took a big gulp.
Pfft— *cough cough cough*
“What the hell is this taste? How… how does it smell like piss?!”
Lin Qifan spat out a mouthful of water, spraying it all over a very close, pimply, chubby girl in the crowd who had a fanatical look of a fangirl on her face.
She sniffed it and let out a piercing scream that almost ruptured eardrums.
“Ahhh! It’s pee! So disgusting!”
“Damn it!” Lin Qifan’s face turned green with anger. The crowd stirred, quickly moving away from him, making it impossible for him to find out who had given him the water just now.
Everyone quickly scattered like birds and beasts, their faces filled with horror and disgust.
Because Lin Qifan's body was also covered in that liquid, emitting a very disgusting, pungent odor.
“Lin Qifan, here’s some water, quickly rinse your mouth!”
Someone handed him a bottle of Nongfu Spring. Lin Qifan, whose brain was already in a state of shutdown, directly took it and drank half the bottle.
But he quickly realized the taste was off again.
His two bloodshot eyes widened, and he almost gagged directly.
Damn it! This bottle was also piss!
“Ugh—ugh—”
Lin Qifan wanted to vomit but couldn't, his eyes turning completely bloodshot. He looked up, staring intently at the person who gave him the water.
It was Wang Yan, with his yellow hair, and Liu Qingjie, with his green hair.
Both of them had mocking smiles on their faces and openly taunted him:
“Haha, isn’t this Lin Qifan? Don’t you like our water? Drink up!”
“This is a gift we painstakingly prepared! We hope you like it~”
The enraged Lin Qifan completely lost his mind. Coupled with being mocked by Jiang Yu yesterday, his anger directly exploded.
“I’ll screw your mother! Mere ants, mere ants! Ahhhhh!”
Lin Qifan lunged forward, hitting the yellow-haired guy, who flew into the air and spun for two and a half seconds before landing.
Then he immediately flashed to the green-haired guy’s front.
Liu Qingjie’s eyes widened. He never expected Lin Qifan to be so fast.
Fortunately, his mouth was faster.
“Wait a minute, I got that bottle from the women’s restroom…”
The enraged Lin Qifan subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.
It really did seem to have a slight aftertaste.
However, his fist still landed on the green-haired guy, sending him staggering back a few steps and falling onto the ground.
“Lin Qifan! What are you doing? How can you hit a classmate? They were just trying to get closer to you and played a joke, you’re going too far!”
Just then, a very irritating voice came over.
Lin Qifan’s eyes were bloodshot. He looked up and met Jiang Yu’s malicious gaze.
The boy’s flushed face explained everything.
“Jiang Yu! So it was you, you bastard! You actually used such despicable methods! I will kill you today!”
Lin Qifan never expected that the damned Jiang Yu would resort to such a sinister plot as making him drink urine.
Facts proved that rather than schemes, he should use his fists to pave his way.
He would beat him now, beat him until he was looking for his teeth on the ground. Drinking urine was something that could not be tolerated!
He leaped forward and kicked Jiang Yu. The kick, filled with rage, was powerful enough to break a tree trunk the size of a bowl.
However, this kick landed on Jiang Yu’s blocking forearm, as if hitting an iron plate.
“What?! How is that possible?!”
Lin Qifan turned pale with shock. To block that attack, one would at least need to be a Mid-Yellow Rank Ancient Martial Artist.
How could this guy jump from the Mortal Rank to the Mid-Yellow Rank in just one day?
Suddenly, Jiang Yu screamed in terror, pretending to be knocked down, and heavily lunged towards Tu Youqing, who had come over to enjoy the sight of Jiang Yu being brutally beaten.
He heavily pressed her onto the lawn, and once again used “Haji Jiang’s Big Hand.”
“Ahhh! Jiang Yu, you bastard!”
Tu Youqing, like a startled hamster, never expected that she would be accidentally injured just by coming to watch the show.
And… and where was this guy’s hand?!
Jiang Yu’s face was full of pain as he groaned in a low voice:
“My King’s power! Lin Qifan broke my arm, I feel dizzy and nauseous now, my vision is blurry, it’s so uncomfortable!”
Upon hearing Jiang Yu's words, Tu Youqing subconsciously felt a pang of sympathy, but when she saw the mischievous smile he couldn't suppress at the corner of his mouth, that sympathy immediately receded.
“You… you can clearly bear it. Who exactly are you, and which Ancient Martial Artist family do you belong to? Stop pretending, get up!”
Lin Qifan, worried that the little loli would be crushed, quickly went to pull Jiang Yu’s arm.
“Ahhh!” Jiang Yu screamed, “Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! Take all the money, don’t mind my feelings~”
Just then, a powerful voice echoed across the sports field.
“The Ancient Martial Arts Special Task Force of the Ministry of Public Security is here! Where is the Ancient Martial Artist committing crimes?”