Chapter 286: Class violence
Chapter 286: Class violence
Chapter 286: Class violence
Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
“All right.” Ye Qing Luo accepted without any hesitation.
She still needed more training to solidify the foundation of this body.
More training was an absolute help for her.
Qian Jin nodded and returned to the outer area of the training ground as he observed the students.
Ye Qing Luo didn’t have any interest to interact with the others.
Those students were both curious yet afraid towards Ye Qing Luo and under the circumstances where they didn’t understood her yet, they naturally wouldn’t head up actively to engage in small talk.
Ye Qing Luo happily walked to one corner waiting for the training to start.
“Stand up and continue! Trash, you’re the worst waste in the entire class! Don’t drag our hind legs!”
Not having been able to stabilise her footsteps, an ear-piercing ridicule was heard beside the ear.
“Quickly get up!” Someone stretched out their feet and kicked.
A dull moan of a lady was heard as she bore with the pain and sniffled, lowering her tone, not daring to make any sound.
Ye Qing Luo squinted her eyes as she glanced sideways.
She saw seven to eight students forming an encirclement beside the weapon stand which had various weapons on it.
There were two students who had just raised their feet as they kicked the person who was surrounded by them.
School violence, class violence, was still commonly seen.
“Wu.... Stop beating, I’ll run immediately, I’ll run immediately.....” a lady’s sobbing was heard faintly as she was so painful that she kept drawing in cold air.
This voice.....
Ye Qing Luo’s brows knitted slightly as her gaze fixed upon those students.
As expected, the lady who was surrounded by the crowd was Ni Ruo Pan.
She was in a sorry state as her uniform became messy from the tussle, her figure was so thin as though she would not be able to hold her footing as she fell onto the ground any second now.
Ni Ruo Pan climbed up and seemed to see Ye Qing Luo as she went into a slight daze but immediately lowering her head, bracing her tottering body which was on the verge of collapse, as she ran past her.
Her feet staggered as every step of running seemed to take a strain on her.
Just a few steps and she fell onto the ground once again.
Coincidentally, she fell right beside Ye Qing Luo’s feet.
Ni Ruo Pan’s eyes reddened as she bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to look at Ye Qing Luo.
As for those seven to eight students, when they saw Ni Ruo Pan had fallen once again, all of them walked over, giggling.
“I already said that this waste cannot run anymore, waste is waste, she can’t even manage two rounds around this training ground.”
“Why do you think this waste is still staying in the devil class for, she’s pulling down our collective standard!”
Ye Qing Luo heard those people’s malicious talk and then lowered her head to look at Ni Ruo Pan whose head was hanging lowly, crying out softly without daring to rebuke them, her heart wasn’t filled with anguish at all.
Her brows wound tightly as she shifted a few steps to the side.
Those students started to crowd around, surrounding Ni Ruo Pan once again and continuously ridiculing and berating her.
Ye Qing Luo shifted her vision towards Qiao Jin.
Qiao Jin and Yan Xiao Yi bore an expression which seemed accustomed to seeing such things, as though they were used to the class violence which were inflicted by the students who were abusing Ni Ruo Pan.
No matter where, ability talked and the weak were prey to the strong.
Devil class was the same.
The students were getting high from the insults and berating as one student even drew out a piece of steel pole from the weapon rack.
That student played with the steel poke in his hand for a while before he laughed loudly, “All of you move aside, this waste won’t have any motivation if there’s no pressure, see how I lead her to run these two rounds!”
The students burst out laughing as they stepped backwards.
Ni Ruo Pan turned her head around in horror, as tears filled her eyes, “No.... I’ll run! I’ll run.....
“Look at how much difficulty you have when you’re jogging, I’ll stay right behind you to keep an eye on you, I’ll absolutely let you finish these two rounds easily! Ha ha ha.....” the student holding the steel pole laughed loudly.
He displayed a simple cudgel technique as he raised the steep pole and it abruptly fell onto Ni Ruo Pan’s body....