Chapter 6: You’re Totally 66, 9999 Times Over
"Why did you hit him? Feng Biao is the top dog of the grade, aren’t you afraid he’ll come to cause trouble at the dorm tonight?" Wu Yong asked timidly.
"Afraid of what?" Lin Tian snorted coldly, "Causing trouble? If he dares to mess with me, I’ll teach him a lesson he’ll never forget!"
"Hey!" Wu Yong shook his head helplessly, feeling like Lin Tian has been acting strange ever since he woke up from the hospital.
"Enough chatter, let’s play games!" Lin Tian logged into King of Glory.
Lin Tian and Wu Yong spent the last class of the evening self-study playing King of Glory.
Until the end-of-class bell rang, the two reluctantly turned off the game.
"Maybe you should ask the homeroom teacher for leave and go home!" Wu Yong suggested kindly.
"No need, I want to see what tricks Feng Biao can pull!" Lin Tian said casually.
They headed straight to the dormitory and it was odd; the other six people in the dorm had already finished washing and were lying on their beds with their heads under the blankets.
Making the dorm eerily quiet, like the calm before a storm, it was a bit scary.
"Why don’t you hide in another dorm?" Wu Yong naturally noticed the change in the dorm too, surely the roommates were afraid of trouble and decided to lie down early.
"No need!" Lin Tian sat calmly on his bunk, quietly waiting for Feng Biao’s arrival.
Lin Tian fiddled with his new phone as time ticked by. After the dorm supervisor finished checking rooms, there were only ten minutes left until lights out.
Suddenly, the dorm door was kicked open, and there stood Feng Biao with a furious expression, followed by six other people.
"Hit!" Feng Biao stormed in without saying a word, heading straight for Lin Tian.
Lin Tian moved faster than Feng Biao, clutching the bedframe with both hands, he leaped up and delivered a fierce kick.
The first to be hit was Feng Biao, and he was kicked away, his large body crashing into the six guys behind him.
Just like bowling pins, they were all knocked to the ground.
Wu Yong, who was washing socks, stared blankly at what just happened, feeling like a herd of alpacas was running through his mind: "Whoa, since when did Lin Tian become so powerful?"
After striking successfully, Lin Tian didn’t stop; he rushed forward and continued to punch and kick those guys.
With three punches and four kicks, the seven of them lay on the ground, unable to fight back.
"Bro~ you’re totally my idol!" Wu Yong dropped the socks and dramatically kneeled before Lin Tian.
Single-handedly taking on seven people, and unscathed, it was simply... non-human.
"I told you, don’t be afraid of those who rely on numbers to bully others!" Lin Tian kicked Feng Biao who was lying on the ground.
Feng Biao glared at Lin Tian with a look full of resentment, hatred filling his heart.
The feared top dog of the grade was defeated by Lin Tian twice? It’s humiliating, utterly humiliating.
How can he show his face at school in the future?
"This is the last time. If you dare to cause trouble again, next time I won’t be so forgiving!" Lin Tian warned, pointing a finger at Feng Biao’s nose.
That serious demeanor showed he wasn’t joking.
Feng Biao responded with silence, awkwardly getting up from the floor and signaling his guys to leave.
Before leaving, he cast Lin Tian a vicious look through the glass on the door, obviously still unwilling to give up.
"How did you become so powerful?" Once they left, Wu Yong asked the question he had been pondering.
"I’ve always been powerful, I just chose to live a low-key, ordinary life. But now that it’s interrupted, I can only respond high-profile!" Lin Tian said, acting cool.
"Awesome!" Wu Yong gave a thumbs up, "Bro~ you’re totally epic!"
"Alright, let’s get some rest, we have a basketball game tomorrow!" Lin Tian suddenly remembered there was a basketball game between Class 1 and Class 2 tomorrow.
Originally, Lin Tian wasn’t interested in the game, but knowing Li Li was in Class 2 changed things.
It’s necessary to put on a good show, make that girl jealous and regret.
Thinking about this, Lin Tian lay on the bed and closed his eyes.
But he didn’t choose to sleep; he sorted through the information in his mind—the Tai Chi Bagua Palm Skill, Foshan Shadowless Kick, Shaolin Fist, there were so many ordinary cultivation techniques.
Lin Tian quickly reviewed them all in his mind and learned them all.
Finally, he found a strange Mystic Sect Skill called "Tyrant Emperor’s Record"!
As Lin Tian sorted through Tyrant Emperor’s Record in his mind, apart from shock he felt nothing else.
Because this cultivation technique was truly mystical, mastering it might enable someone to become an Immortal.
The entire night, Lin Tian didn’t sleep, he kept studying Tyrant Emperor’s Record.
This Mystic Sect Skill had two volumes: the first was for cultivating oneself, the second for Alchemy and Acupuncture.
Exceptionally domineering!
By the next day, Lin Tian had entirely memorized Tyrant Emperor’s Record in his mind; his memory was now astonishing, scanning texts at lightning speed, committing them all to memory.
He got up and washed, cleaning away yesterday’s fatigue and dust, looking at himself in the mirror, he seemed even more handsome than yesterday.
His skin was flawless, white as milk, better than a girl’s, with striking features, a chiseled face, a full-fledged handsome guy.
Putting on his newly bought Nike shoes, Lin Tian changed into sportswear, today was the basketball game in the morning, the last major school activity before the final exams.
"Today I’m definitely going all out, so you’ll regret it!" Lin Tian brushed aside his hair covering his eyes, his dark eyes sparkling.
At the basketball court, the game between Class 1 and Class 2 had already begun.
Girls and unplaying guys crowded around the basketball court.
The cheerleading squad of girls shouted loudly:
"Class 1, go for it, Class 1 must win!"
"Class 2, Class 2, you’re the best, you must win the basketball game!"
Besides the cheers from the squad, some infatuated girls shouted boldly.
"Feng Biao, you’re so handsome!"
"Ye Feng, you’re so handsome!"
Feng Biao and Ye Feng were both skilled basketball players from Class 2, Ye Feng played with skill, while Feng Biao relied on his physique.
Whenever a student from Class 1 came with the ball to attack, Feng Biao used his body to bump them, exploiting his height and size, the collision usually made them lose balance and the possession.
The students hit by Feng Biao didn’t dare to complain due to his intimidation at school, they just quietly got up and continued defending.
At this point, Feng Biao always passed the ball to Ye Feng, who jumped up for a high shot, scoring a basket amid girls’ fanatical screams.
"Ye Feng, so handsome, you’re truly handsome!"
"Go Ye Feng, I want to have your kids!"
Whenever Ye Feng did this, he’d blow his bangs with his lips, flipping his head full of black hair, causing screams among the girls outside.
"Ah... ah... you’re making me swoon with your handsomeness!"
"Damn, truly handsome!"