Chapter 206 - 136: I Am a God

Chapter 206: Chapter 136: I Am a God

"You... how could you just hit someone?!"

The girl in jeans stared in disbelief, stunned by Gu Qing’s lightning-fast strike.

Gu Qing said impassively, "No reason. I just felt like hitting him."

The girl in jeans quickly pulled out her phone, her eyes filled with unconcealed glee. "You’re done for! This time, it wasn’t a soccer ball that hit someone—you punched him!"

"Everyone saw it with their own eyes! You can’t deny it!"

"I’m calling security on you right now! Just you wait, you’re going to get expelled!"

"..."

Gu Qing said, "No worries. Take your time. Once you’re done, I’ll hit you."

The girl in jeans was in the middle of dialing the number.

Hearing Gu Qing’s words,

she froze. Her face went rigid, and her finger stopped in its tracks, not daring to press any further.

A stocky guy standing behind her immediately stepped forward to shield her. He faced Gu Qing and demanded,

"We’re all college students here, educated and civilized people. Can’t you be reasonable?"

"Reasonable?"

Gu Qing scoffed. "Go tell that to my fists!"

The moment he finished speaking, he threw a punch that sent the stocky guy reeling.

His one and only rule: punch anyone who stepped out of line.

No scruples.

Pure impulse.

Utterly brazen.

Gu Qing pulled back his fist after hitting two people in a row, his eyes sweeping over the others.

His voice was calm, yet filled with a menacing pressure:

"I work hard to get stronger every single day, precisely so I can afford to be unreasonable in situations like this. Does anyone else want to try and reason with me?"

"..."

Wherever his gaze fell,

people averted their eyes.

No one dared to meet his stare, terrified of getting a fist smashed in their face.

Seeing that no one dared to speak,

Gu Qing’s gaze fell back on the girl in jeans. He raised his fist again.

The girl’s face was a mask of terror. "I didn’t call!"

Gu Qing said, "You’re still getting hit."

The girl was so scared her words came out in a stutter, "I-I’m a girl! You can’t hit a girl!"

Gu Qing said, "Sorry. Gender equality."

The words had barely left his mouth when he threw a decisive punch, landing a solid THWACK on her face.

The punch sent the girl in jeans reeling. She stumbled back several steps, finally collapsing and taking the ponytail-wearing guy who was with her down to the ground.

Gu Qing took out his phone. CLICK. He snapped a photo of the "happy couple."

He then opened his dorm group chat and sent the photo.

He made sure to @Chen Zijie, typing: [Zijie, you know that trashy couple that pissed you off at the mixer? Somebody just beat them up. They’re lying on the school’s track and field, can’t even get up.]

[Chen Zijie: Holy shit! This calls for a celebration! Good riddance to that trashy couple!]

[Qian Duole: That scumbag couple must have pissed off someone else and gotten the shit beaten out of them.]

[Gao Fei: Old Gu, you’re back on campus?]

[Gu Qing: Yep. Had to take care of some business.]

After sending the message,

Gu Qing put away his phone and headed straight for the pull-up and parallel bars.

The person in his way consciously stepped back to make room.

At that very moment,

Gu Qing was filled with a sense of godlike power.

’I’m stronger!’

’I’m smarter!’

’I’m better!’

’I am the only god!’

’I can do whatever I want!’

’No, this is getting to my head...’ Gu Qing suppressed his surging arrogance. ’I’m still just a small fry. I have to keep training, keep evolving and getting stronger.’

Behind him,

Xia Shuran stood rooted to the spot, watching dazedly as Gu Qing’s figure retreated into the distance.

It was only at this moment that she realized it.

’The upperclassman I’ve always admired... he’s not actually a gentle person.’

’He might be someone who advocates for violence.’

’The kind of person who chooses to solve things with his fists instead of his words, just to be more efficient.’

’But...’

’What does that have to do with me?’

’As long as he’s gentle with me, that’s all that matters.’

’I don’t care about anyone else.’

Once she came to this realization,

a smile spread across Xia Shuran’s face, and she broke into a jog, hurrying to catch up with Gu Qing.

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