Ku Cha'r Ge's red underwear was strikingly bright.
It was clearly visible from a distance.
Moreover, everyone present was an Awakened.
Their sight and hearing were several times stronger than ordinary people's.
Xin Ge's red triangular underwear, embroidered with mandarin ducks, both tacky and sexy, immediately caused a sensation among the surrounding teachers and students.
"Holy crap! What flashy red underwear!"
Someone, it's unknown who, took out their phone to take a picture first.
Others followed suit, pulling out their phones to snap photos.
But after taking the pictures, some people were surprised to find:
"Why does this look so familiar?"
"Damn it, it's exactly the same as the Ku Cha'r Ge from the beheading operation before!"
"It really is! It even has a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it!"
"Isn't Ku Cha'r Ge Zhang Qiang?"
Everyone discussed animatedly, their gazes all turning towards Zhang Qiang.
Zhang Qiang's expression was sinister; he clearly hadn't expected Xin Ge to wear the red underwear in public.
When he first entered the school, he initially subtly guided public opinion. For such a long time, the real Ku Cha'r Ge hadn't said anything, apparently finding the title shameful. But he thought the title was very flashy, he liked it a lot, and if the original owner didn't want it, he would take it.
He hadn't expected that today, pushed to the brink, Xin Ge would wear the red underwear in public. Zhang Qiang could no longer hold onto the title of Ku Cha'r Ge.
Shi Tailang seemed to recall something, "No wonder Xin Ge was so against the 'Ku Cha'r Ge' title back then; it turns out he was the person himself!"
Zhang Qiang's supporters, seeing this, said, "Brother Qiang, Xin Ge is imitating you!"
These words undoubtedly made Zhang Qiang's face burn. Zhang Qiang gave an uncomfortable laugh.
"Who is imitating whom, exactly? Are you Ku Cha'r Ge?" Shi Tailang glanced at Zhang Qiang with disdain.
Zhang Qiang licked his lips, "I never said I was Ku Cha'r Ge, did I? You all insisted on calling me that! Can you blame me?"
As soon as these words came out, they immediately drew widespread ridicule.
"But you never explicitly refused! Not only that, you deliberately misled everyone!"
"Hilarious, so he was a fake!"
"A pure clown! Before, when people called him Ku Cha'r Ge, he pretended to be a hero who didn't boast about past glories. You never had any glories, so of course you wouldn't boast!"
"He's scrambling for a title that Xin Ge doesn't want, it's truly making me laugh!"
"Everyone still remembers when Palace Master Shang came to give us a lecture, right? Palace Master Shang was clearly there for Xin Ge, but Zhang Qiang pretended to let it slip, calling Palace Master Shang 'Uncle Shang'! He ended up getting publicly humiliated!"
"This kind of person is truly a pure clown!"
"Batman went to visit his parents' graves, and he came out to perform!"
Waves of mockery rose and fell, all aimed at Zhang Qiang.
And many of Zhang Qiang's supporters subconsciously distanced themselves from him.
They looked at Zhang Qiang with disdain.
Zhang Qiang's face was ashen, his fists clenched tightly, but he could only rage impotently internally.
He stared fiercely at the stage.
Hoping that Yang Haosi could kill Xin Ge, so he wouldn't be so embarrassed in the future.
But after Xin Ge put on the red underwear,
Yang Haosi's poisonous gases were useless against Xin Ge.
Xin Ge instantly flashed in front of Yang Haosi and unleashed a punch.
Although the Strength was bounced back, it was greatly weakened.
Xin Ge hadn't known that Yang Haosi had a Witchcraft System treasure that could reflect damage, so his attack was fierce. Now that he knew, he wouldn't attack as wildly as before.
Mental-based abilities restrained Witchcraft System, but the headband on Yang Haosi's head could resist mental attacks.
Furthermore, Yang Haosi clearly had a Power within him that didn't belong to him; continuing to drag this out was not a solution.
The most effective method now was to remove the headband from Yang Haosi's head, launch a mental attack to temporarily prevent him from using Witchcraft System Power, and then deliver a complete Lushan Shenglong Ba!
Light Power spread within Xin Ge's body. Xin Ge stared at Yang Haosi.
Suddenly, he disappeared from his spot.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Yang Haosi.
Raising his hand, he reached for Yang Haosi's headband. Xin Ge, with the unique ferocity of a Mangfu, tore off the headband, hair and all.
Yang Haosi roared in pain.
He turned around and spat a cloud of poisonous mist at Xin Ge.
Xin Ge, wearing the red underwear, didn't evade at all, instead cupping Yang Haosi's chin with both hands.
He activated his mental Power, unleashing the Eye of Divine Authority!
"Look at me, you bastard!"
Yang Haosi's pupils dilated for a moment.
Xin Ge, with his left hand supporting the back of Yang Haosi's head, delivered a fierce elbow strike with his right arm, landing squarely on Yang Haosi's face.
Yang Haosi was immediately struck, his face a mess.
Xin Ge didn't miss this opportunity, delivering over a dozen consecutive elbow strikes.
Yang Family.
Jiang Suqing, watching her son receive a full elbow-strike combo from Xin Ge through the floating orb, immediately let out a piercing scream and fiercely shoved the Witchcraft System elder.
"Kill him for me! Kill him!"
The elder's eyes flashed with malice as he channeled Witchcraft System energy into the orb.
Xin Ge, in the midst of battle, clearly sensed another Power surge into Yang Haosi's body.
He realized that Yang Haosi must have some other treasure connecting him to the outside, allowing him to borrow external Power.
Immediately, he roughly ripped open Yang Haosi's outer jacket.
He then saw that Yang Haosi was wearing a treasure similar to an old man's vest underneath, and it was this treasure that was emitting that earthy yellow aura.
Xin Ge, without a word, pulled it off.
Then he also stripped off Yang Haosi's inner clothes.
Only then did he see a palm-sized object stuck to Yang Haosi's chest, like a dog-skin plaster, emitting an earthy yellow aura.
Xin Ge, without thinking twice, tore it off.
As that dog-skin plaster was torn off, he clearly felt the external Power surging into Yang Haosi's body disappear.
Yang Haosi staggered and fell to the ground, his mouth full of blood, his eyes still gleaming with ferocity, "Xin Ge, you motherfucker, I am the Young Master of the Yang Family! My grandfather is also the Vice President of the White Lotus Society, and my uncle holds a high position in the church! We're not done with today's matter! Tomorrow they will take your life!"
Xin Ge's killing intent surged, "You won't have a tomorrow!"
He grabbed Yang Haosi's ankle, swung him wildly left and right, and slammed him repeatedly onto the ground.
The scene, brimming with a sense of powerful impact, made all the spectators below grimace, muttering to themselves that he was indeed a Mangfu with Strength Talent.
Yang Haosi let out continuous howls as he was slammed. Sensing the increasing Power in Xin Ge's hands, Yang Haosi quickly shouted and screamed.
"Xin Ge! If you dare to kill me! My mom definitely won't let you go! The forces behind me won't let you go either!"
It was better if he didn't shout, but as soon as he said that, the Power in Xin Ge's hands grew even stronger.
Yang Haosi finally became afraid, "Xin Ge, I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong! Please don't kill me! I'll give you anything you want! Please! Don't kill me!"
"You were the one who wanted to kill me, and now you're the one begging me! If you had kept being stubborn, I might have even left you a complete corpse!"
Xin Ge grabbed Yang Haosi and threw him skyward.
A whip kick swept across.
Yang Haosi's body flew horizontally like a cannonball. The moment his back hit a pillar,
Xin Ge flashed in front of Yang Haosi, his arms covered in dragon scales formed by qi, and he punched Yang Haosi like a dragon, the gale howling.
After a dozen seconds.
Yang Haosi, now unrecognizable, slid down the pillar at the edge of the life-and-death arena, completely dead.
Xin Ge's fists were covered in blood, having vented a little over half of the suppression he'd felt these past days. The other half was reserved for Huo Shi.
He shook his fists.
Xin Ge walked to the edge of the life-and-death arena with an expressionless face.
Below, it was silent. Xin Ge exuded a chilling aura, full of oppressive force, so much so that they dared not breathe loudly.
Xin Ge raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Qiang in the crowd below, then crooked his finger.
"You! Come up!"
