Grabbing Su Mingzhao by the collar, he casually threw him to the ground, directly knocking over a row of tables and chairs.
Fortunately, there was nothing on these tables and chairs at the moment; otherwise, it would probably be quite a hassle to clean up.
Although Su Mingzhao was in pain from the fall, he quickly sprang to his feet.
He stood upright, glaring fixedly at Lin Mo with slightly bloodshot eyes, and even his face flushed red.
This was a symptom of increased adrenaline.
Watching this scene, a tall and thin boy spoke up.
"Come on, stop fighting. Do you want to get a major demerit?"
But Su Mingzhao ignored him. He patted the dust off his clothes and then slowly walked towards Lin Mo.
"No one has ever dared to fight with me. Let me see how good you are!"
He only thought that the previous incident was just a momentary slip on his part and didn't think Lin Mo was that powerful.
Lin Mo, on the other hand, stood there with a frown on his face.
Maybe I was too gentle just now.
Su Mingzhao walked towards Lin Mo and suddenly quickened his pace, trying to launch a surprise attack.
He threw a punch, from bottom to top, aiming to hit Lin Mo on the chin.
The chin was a place with dense nerves. If hit, it would definitely be very uncomfortable. He, Su Mingzhao, just wanted to make Lin Mo suffer.
Ma Ruixiang looked at Su Mingzhao's state and then at Lin Mo.
He originally thought he could step in to help Lin Mo. However, seeing that Su Mingzhao's eyes were now bloodshot and he seemed a bit crazy, it would be better to go and tell the teacher instead.
With this thought in mind, he immediately left the classroom and rushed towards the office.
A confident smile flashed across Su Mingzhao's face. With one punch, he could make this guy cry for his mom.
But before his fist could reach, it was caught by a hand gripping his wrist.
The iron - like grip slowly tightened, pressing his wrist painfully.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
A look of pain contorted Su Mingzhao's face. He swung his other hand at Lin Mo, trying to break free.
But Lin Mo caught that hand too.
Applying force with both hands simultaneously.
Su Mingzhao could only let out loud cries of pain.
The next second, Lin Mo kicked out.
Su Mingzhao lost his balance and his knees hit the ground directly.
If it weren't for Lin Mo holding his hands, that kick would have sent Su Mingzhao sprawling on the ground.
But kneeling on the ground was also extremely painful.
For a moment, Su Mingzhao couldn't tell whether his hands or feet hurt more; all he knew was that it all hurt terribly.
Then Lin Mo let go of Su Mingzhao's hands and once again grabbed his collar with one hand and lifted him up.
He calmly scanned the classmates around and then looked at Su Mingzhao.
"Next time you want to start a fight, you'd better think about where the best feng shui burial place is."
There was still a look of unwillingness and anger on Su Mingzhao's face, even though he was being held by the collar.
He still clenched his fists and swung at Lin Mo.
But Lin Mo simply threw Su Mingzhao towards the back of the classroom.
Thud!
Su Mingzhao hit the wall and then slid to the ground.
He was dazed, and his back burned with pain.
Before he could fully regain his senses, Lin Mo had already walked over and grabbed his collar.
As soon as Lin Mo raised his hand, Su Mingzhao immediately put up his hands to protect himself, and he had no desire to attack at all.
"Don't hit me."
"Don't provoke me in the future. I won't do anything to you at school, but outside of school, I'll break your legs."
After saying that, Lin Mo left Su Mingzhao behind, then returned to his seat. He tidied up the desk a bit before slowly sitting down.
Jiang Yunlu was beside him, carefully looking at Lin Mo.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Mo showed little expression. "What could be wrong?"
Many people developed a hint of awe for Lin Mo. After all, he had so casually knocked someone down and was even able to lift a person up with his bare hands.
Just this alone made many people think he was amazing.
Even the boys were discussing the technical skills of what Lin Mo had done.
In the end, the conclusion they reached was that none of them could do it.
The boys also thought even more highly of Lin Mo.
On the other side, Su Mingzhao was filled with hatred. The looks from the surrounding classmates were full of disdain and pity.
When had he, Su Mingzhao, ever endured such looks?
But he couldn't lose his temper again because he already knew he couldn't beat Lin Mo.
However, he snorted coldly in his heart.
"So what if he's good at fighting? In high school, it's about grades. As long as I can outperform Lin Mo in the future, his fighting skills won't matter."
He got up, patted the dust off his body, and then slunk back to his seat.
Not long after, Ma Ruixiang brought Chen Xiaoya to the classroom.
Chen Xiaoya walked into the classroom and scanned the room. The first person she saw was Su Mingzhao. There were no wounds on his face, but he looked disheveled, probably not having gotten the upper hand.
Then she looked at Lin Mo, who was calm and composed with his clothes neatly arranged.
He was completely different from Su Mingzhao, a troublemaker.
But since she had come to the classroom, she naturally wouldn't let it go so easily.
"Su Mingzhao, Lin Mo! Come out, you two!"
As soon as Su Mingzhao saw Chen Xiaoya coming, he knew someone had gone to the office to tattle. Looking at Ma Ruixiang following behind Chen Xiaoya, he glared at Ma Ruixiang fiercely.
But Ma Ruixiang didn't even look at him.
Instead, Ma Ruixiang walked up to Lin Mo, patted his arm, and said, "It's okay. The teacher will stand up for you."
Lin Mo looked at Ma Ruixiang.
This Ma Ruixiang was going to be the class monitor in the future, but in their eyes, he was more like the teacher's lackey.
Lin Mo just nodded and followed Chen Xiaoya out.
Chen Xiaoya looked sternly at Lin Mo and Su Mingzhao.
"On the first day of school, you two are fighting, right? Who started it?"
Lin Mo was the first to raise his hand.
"Teacher, we weren't fighting. Classmate Su Mingzhao wanted my seat. After I persuaded him rationally and emotionally, he decided to stay in his original seat."
Su Mingzhao opened his mouth, and finally said, "Yes, we just had a little argument. In the end, I realized my mistake, so we both went back to our own seats."
Seeing that both of them said so, Chen Xiaoya didn't press further.
As long as things didn't go too far, they usually didn't interfere in students' affairs.
In the end, she could only say, "Since that's the case, then it's over. If there's such a situation again next time, I'll call your parents."
Calling parents has always been one of the teachers' most powerful weapons.
But this trick had no effect on Lin Mo at all.
After Chen Xiaoya gave the warning, she turned around and went back to the office.
As for the students in the class, they had to wait until the upcoming opening ceremony was over to end their day.
Su Mingzhao just gave Lin Mo a deep look and then silently returned to his seat.
After Lin Mo returned to his position safe and sound, Jiang Yunlu finally let out a sigh of relief.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
