Published: February 19, 2025
Chapter 29: Cultists
Bang!
Chen Chu and Xia Youhui exchanged powerful blows once again, their fists colliding with a dull roar. Both were pushed back a few steps by the force of the impact.
"Stop, no more fighting," Xia Youhui gasped, sweating profusely, and waved his hand to signal that he was done.
Seeing this, Chen Chu halted his movements and let out a long breath.
At this moment, both of them were drenched in sweat, their skin flushed and emitting high temperatures, a clear sign of boiling blood.
Once he calmed his breath, Xia Youhui complained, "A Chu, we were just sparring, why do you have to go all out?"
At first, both of them had restrained their strength during their exchanges, but as the atmosphere of battle intensified and blood boiled, Chen Chu began to hit harder.
Faced with this situation, Xia Youhui naturally didn't hold back either, and the two ended up exchanging more and more fierce blows.
Chen Chu touched his slightly swollen left cheek and smiled, "Isn't it a battle of equals? It was just a spur-of-the-moment decision, and besides, I've taken more than ten punches, I'm the one at a disadvantage here."
"Can that be counted? Look at my face," Xia Youhui retorted, pointing at his two swollen eye sockets.
Although Chen Chu had taken more than ten punches from him, most of those hits landed on his back or shoulders, while he only got hit on the face once, which was much better than Xia Youhui.
At this point, not only Xia Youhui but also Luo Fei and the others nearby were surprised at how intense their fight had become.
Luo Fei approached Chen Chu and, seeing his cheek, asked curiously, "Chen Chu, does it hurt?"
"What do you think? Want to give it a try?" Chen Chu replied, his gaze landing on her pure and beautiful face, feeling tempted.
Such a beautiful face, one punch should make her cry for a long time, right?
Luo Fei quickly shook her head, "No!"
"Hehe, Xia Youhui, your arm is all swollen," Li Wenwen poked Xia Youhui's left arm with her finger, causing him to wince in pain and quickly dodge away.
"Don't touch it, it hurts."
Lin Xue walked over, taking out a small bottle, "I have a special medicinal alcohol here that can quickly reduce swelling and promote blood circulation. You two should apply some."
"Thank you, Class Leader." Xia Youhui accepted the medicine without hesitation and went to the changing room with Chen Chu to apply it.
As they left, Li Wenwen stuck out her tongue, "I didn't expect that Chen Chu, who looks so gentle, would turn out to be so fierce in a fight."
Lu Haitao, who had been silent, nodded, "Yeah, Xia Youhui really suffered."
Clearly, Chen Chu had been at a disadvantage and had taken more hits, but for some reason, everyone felt that Xia Youhui was worse off.
At that moment, Lu Haitao suddenly felt fortunate that he had chosen to stop fighting the other day after being knocked back by a punch.
Otherwise, he might have ended up like Xia Youhui, and he wouldn't know how the others would spread rumors about him in class.
Lin Xue suddenly said, "Do you think if I invite Chen Chu to join our club again, he would refuse?"
Li Wenwen blinked her big eyes, curious, "Class Leader, why would you want to invite him again?"
The other two were also somewhat surprised.
They were all high school boys, and they valued their pride. It made sense that after being rejected once by Chen Chu, Lin Xue would not have such thoughts again.
Lin Xue slowly replied, "Because he is very courageous and has strong battle instincts. If he joins our club, he would be a good teammate."
While others only saw the intensity of the fight, she noticed more.
For example, Chen Chu's fighting style, which remained fearless even when at a disadvantage, and how he responded more violently in a calm state. He had an instinct for trading injuries while avoiding critical hits.
Such a person is a natural-born warrior with a steadfast will.
Luo Fei softly spoke, "I feel he will refuse."
"Alright, pretend I didn't say anything."
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