Chapter 32: Light as a Feather

  "This guy can't be a master, right?" Seeing Xiao Ping so readily accept the challenge, Tang Jiaqiang's heart also "thudded" once. However, at this point he had no way to retreat, and with feigned courage loudly said: "Alright, it's settled!"

  Although Song Le seemed to have become the prize for Xiao Ping and Tang Jiaqiang's bet, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but instead asked Xiao Ping with concern: "Do you want to change into a training suit?"

  "It's okay." Xiao Ping smiled and waved his hand at Song Lei: "It won't be long before we have to switch back, it's too much trouble."

  Tang Jiaqiang on the stage was so angry that he almost died after being scolded by Xiao Ping, and furiously shouted: "Right, no need to change! I can knock you down in just one round!"

  Xiao Ping pulled the corner of his mouth, took off his jacket and handed it to Song Lei, then took off his shoes and placed them neatly at the edge of the ring, before slowly and calmly getting on the ring.

  On the other side, Tang Jiaqiang had already waited impatiently. As soon as Xiao Ping stood on the stage, he let out a strange cry and rushed up. Tang Jiaqiang only thought of beating Xiao Ping in front of everyone to vent his anger. As for Song Lei's opinion, he couldn't care about it now, just wanting to beat this annoying guy first.

  Tang Jiaqiang, fueled by anger, moved swiftly and punched towards Xiao Ping's nose. He really wanted to punch the face that Xiao Ping often wore a cold smile on, and it would be even better if he could smash this annoying face.

  However, Xiao Ping simply dodged to the side and avoided Tang Jiaqiang's punch. He shook his head gently and said, "Little boy... you haven't even learned how to fight properly, yet you want to learn how to pick up girls? Kids these days are really growing up too fast!"

  "Look out!" Tang Jia shouted loudly, and with a heavy kick, he kicked towards Xiao Ping's chest. This was the second time he had been treated like a child by Xiao Ping, and he could no longer tolerate his disdain.

  Just when everyone thought that Xiao Ping could easily dodge like before, he didn't even intend to dodge and stood there solidly, taking a kick from Tang Jiaqiang. Everyone heard a dull thud coming from Xiao Ping's chest, and Tang Jiaqiang's kick was indeed very accurate.

  "Ah!" Song Lei, who was standing at the edge of the ring, was extremely worried and involuntarily let out a low cry. Song Lei still had some understanding of Tang Jiaqiang and knew that he had some real skills in karate. Xiao Ping was kicked straight in the chest by him, and it was very likely that several ribs were broken, which naturally made Song Lei extremely worried.

  However, Xiao Ping withstood such a heavy blow and only shook his body slightly, without even retreating half a step. On the contrary, Tang Jiaqiang retreated several steps in a row and finally managed to stand firm.

  "Oh dear, I made a mistake earlier. You're not a little boy." Xiao Ping continued to tease Tang Jiaqiang: "Actually you're just a little girl, and you don't even have the strength to hit someone."

  At this time, Tang Jiaqiang was blinded by anger and rushed up silently, lifting his leg to kick at Xiao Ping's groin. To say that the previous two attacks were still following the rules of karate, but this time it was a completely malicious personal attack. For men, this is a vital part, if Xiao Ping was kicked hard, even if he wouldn't lose his life, his sex life would be ruined for the rest of his life.

  Tang Jiaqiang kicked with all his might, the speed was so fast that ordinary people couldn't react. Tang Jiaqiang had made up his mind to severely injure Xiao Ping, and the ferocious smile on his face twisted what was originally a handsome face.

  However, Tang Jiaqiang's full-strength kick was only slightly faster than a slow-motion shot in the movies to Xiao Ping, who had taken the spiritual liquid. He clearly judged where his opponent's foot would land and even had time to think to himself: "This bastard is ruthless enough, he wants to make me infertile!"

  Since he had already seen through Tang Jiaqiang's sinister intentions, Xiao Ping would not let him off easily. He also lifted his leg and kicked out, and his legs heavily collided with Tang Jiaqiang's.

  "Ah!" Tang Jiaqiang felt a severe pain in his leg and involuntarily let out a loud cry.

  Xiao Ping kicked out with one foot and didn't stop, casually grabbing Tang Jiaqiang's calf, using his own body as the center of gravity to exert force, and surprisingly swung Tang Jiaqiang, who was tall and big, off the ground.

  Tang Jiaqiang's shout had barely fallen when he felt his body lighten, and he left the ground entirely. By the time he reacted, all he saw was the ground rapidly rotating beneath him, and he let out a terrified scream without any dignity.

  Xiao Ping swung Tang Jiaqiang around in a few circles, and only when the speed was fast enough did he put him down on the ground. In fact, he had originally wanted to throw this guy out directly, but considering that doing so might result in loss of life, he changed to a relatively milder approach.

  However, Tang Jiaqiang still suffered a lot. He sprawled out on the ground, spinning around under the force of inertia and crashing into the chairs at the edge of the arena. Throughout this process, Tang Jiaqiang let out miserable cries that sounded as if he was being ravished by twenty big men.

  Xiao Ping didn't even give Tang Jiaqiang a second glance, his expression was as calm as if he had just thrown away a piece of trash. But the way others looked at him had already changed completely. Previously, these university students generally admired Xiao Ping and respected him to some extent, but now they were thoroughly convinced by him.

  Tang Jiaqiang was the champion of Jiangsu Province University Karate Competition! Although he can't be considered a great master, he should have no problem dealing with three or four ordinary people. But in front of Xiao Ping, he was completely like a little kid, and before he even made a move, he was thrown out of the arena, this is what a real master looks like.

  Many boys looked at Xiao Ping with a few points of admiration in their eyes, and the girls were even more shining. Xiao Ping is simply the representative of the perfect man, handsome, able to make money, and strong enough to fight, there is no one more suitable than him as a husband candidate. If it weren't for the fact that the girls didn't have much confidence in front of the beautiful Song Lei and knew they couldn't compete with her, they would have already launched a gentle attack on Xiao Ping by now.

  In fact, although Xiao Ping appears to be calm and composed on the surface, he is actually very excited inside. He had of course long known that the spiritual liquid was beneficial for his body, but he hadn't expected himself to become so powerful. This added a few more points of expectation in Xiao Ping's heart, wondering what kind of changes he would undergo after taking the spiritual liquid for several years or even ten years, could it really be like the legends said, where one becomes an immortal in broad daylight?

  But this matter is too vague, Xiao Ping wouldn't think too much about it, what's most important is to solve the current situation first. Under everyone's gaze, Xiao Ping walked straight to Song Lei's side, habitually putting his arm around her slender waist and heading towards the exit of the comprehensive gymnasium. When they reached the entrance, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, coldly saying to Tang Jiaqiang who had just stood up: "I hope you remember what you said, don't come to harass Song Lei again, otherwise...hmm!"

  Xiao Ping threw down the sentence and left. Tang Jiaqiang, who had lost all face, didn't have the courage to lift his head, and ran towards another exit of the gymnasium with a pale face, filled with deep hatred for Xiao Ping, without thinking about keeping his promise to stop there.