Chapter 269 - Wrestling Competition (2/2)
What happened next…
“Master Meng, let’s go.”
When Lao Hei saw Meng Fan standing there, he was afraid there’s more throwing. He went over and carefully tugged on Meng Fan, and breathed a sigh of relief when he wasn’t thrown. He grabbed Meng Fan and left the dojo.
Lao Hei was a straight-forward guy, but he was also detail-oriented. He said to Meng Fan as they walked out, “That guy is probably faking fainting so he doesn’t get killed.”
He sounds like Constable Lu from “Heroes of the Marsh.”
Meng Fan let himself be led out by Lao Hei. He wasn’t so brutal as to want to stay.
“He’s faking fainting! See, he’s awake now!’
“Trash!”
“He should have been thrown to death!”
“Meng Fatty is amazing!”
“How dare he show off in front of Iron Hero!”
“What a show!”
“Iron God, you’re my hero now!”
“…”
When the audience saw that Jin Taiyun had opened his eyes for the doctor, they started commenting, making Jin Taiyun shut his eyes. This time, he’s really faking.
Among the female students who supported Jin Taiyun at first, half were on Meng Fan’s side for the fight with the K-pop celebrity, but they were still crushing on Jin Taiyun. They first became uncomfortable when Jin Taiyun twisted the truth, and when the Korean man ambushed Meng Fan after tapping out, they were disgusted. By the time Jin Taiyun was thrown repeatedly by Meng Fan, they were really looking down on him.
Though he was good-looking, he was just a silver-colored wax pipette tip: totally useless.
When it comes to looks, Meng Fan was actually more handsome than Jin Taiyun. He had a body that looked strong and dependable.
Even more important, Meng Fan respected women.
The female students who cursed Meng Fan at first, the airheads, looked very embarrassed now. They had no words.
“Everyone, please leave.”
Yang Feng waved his hand. He asked two people and the doctor to move Jin Taiyun over to the resting area.
“It’s okay now. There’s no one here.”
After making sure everyone left, he woke up the fake-fainting Jin Taiyun.
“Yang Feng, you have to avenge me!”
After Jin Taiyun opened his eyes, he wanted to sit up but yelped from pain.
Yang Feng’s face turned grim. “I told you, you can’t beat him, you didn’t listen! Avenge you… avenge you for what!? Are you forgetting why you started the fight?”
Anger filled Jin Taiyun’s eyes. “Yang Feng, if you don’t avenge me, I’ll—”
“You’ll what? Leave Feng Ji Dojo?”
At that moment, a man came inside the room. He had hair down to his shoulders and a face of full stubble but that didn’t hide his good looks. He was more handsome than Jin Taiyun and had an air of danger about him. His gaze was cold like a viper as he looked at Jin Taiyun, “If you don’t want to die, stay here.”
Jin Taiyun backed up when he saw the man. He wasn’t afraid of anyone at Feng Ji Dojo; he was only afraid of this man, the dojo owner. It wasn’t only because the man knew his secrets but that he knew the man — who had shown his hand or taught at the dojo — was truly powerful.
“Yang Feng, where is that Meng Fan?”
“Brother Ji, you’re not starting anything with him, are you?”
“I do want to start something with him. It’s not because of the Korean fight though. I’ve wanted to beat him up for a while now!”
When he thought of his sister, the adorable, kind, naive girl… the smartest and prettiest girl in the world, he became even angrier.