Chapter 127 – One Wave Unsettled, Another Rises

As the saying goes: Once a woman gains power, she must exercise control.

Yet no one could have anticipated that despite their delicate cherry lips, both Ling Piaoyun and He Luan possessed razor-sharp tongues that spared no one.

The crowd could only endure the verbal sparring between the two women, with no signs of physical confrontation in sight.

This was the most agonizing part!

Meanwhile, midnight had arrived, leaving merely five hours until dawn.

“Yawn…” Even Ye Kuang couldn’t suppress his weariness, succumbing to repeated yawns.

Yet given the tense standoff on site, he dared not simply walk away.

Thus began this peculiar scene.

Ye Kuang stealthily retreated to a corner, casually pulling out a pack of Golden Panda cigarettes and lighting one.

Noticing this, Ling Yun blinked his drowsy eyes and whispered: “Pass me one.”

The two men huddled in the corner, soon engulfed in clouds of smoke.

At the center:

He Luan: “A fledgling remains a fledgling. I’ve consumed more rice than you’ve eaten salt, encountered more people than you’ve ever dated. How dare you compare yourself to me?”

Jade Maiden: “You… have absolutely no shame.”

“Giggle…” He Luan’s laughter blossomed like trembling flowers, clearly having found dawn’s first light after hours of verbal battle.

“What? Don’t tell me you’re still a virgin? How laughable, utterly laughable!”

“You…”

In the corner:

Ye Kuang: “Finally reaching the climax.”

Ling Yun: “Sigh… indeed.”

As they spoke, they reluctantly extinguished their cigarette butts and straightened up with renewed alertness.

Even the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars ceased their murmuring, rising collectively as if to witness the final moment of this feminine war.

Simultaneously, Gao Laosan was shaken awake. After a discreet stretch, he excitedly blurted: “Is it over?”

Unexpectedly, his exclamation drew dozens of disdainful stares.

Gao Laosan: “Why is everyone looking at me?”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang inwardly cursed “Old Sixth.”

Ling Piaoyun’s lips twitched uncontrollably, her pearly teeth lightly chattering – she realized she had delayed everyone’s rest.

This realization made her stamp her petite feet in fury before shooting venomous glares at Gao Laosan and a certain someone.

Witnessing this, Ye Kuang could only feel wronged, adopting an expression of pure innocence.

Ling Piaoyun’s fair cheeks flushed crimson, thoroughly enraged.

Yet she swallowed her indignation, declaring vehemently: “This ends here. I can’t be bothered with a shameless woman like you.”

“Ha, thanks for the compliment,” He Luan chuckled.

Seeing Ling Piaoyun take the lead in departing, the crowd secretly rejoiced, collectively exhaling in relief while thinking: Finally over.

For her part, He Luan suddenly felt the pointlessness of it all. Leading her sisters, she departed with synchronized catwalk steps, leaving in formation.

Within moments, the vast hall emptied until only Gao Laosan and others remained exchanging bewildered looks amidst the chaotic aftermath.

This night was destined to remain turbulent – one trouble truly followed another!

Walking along the campus path, Ye Kuang breathed the night air while gazing at the starry river, sinking deep into contemplation.

Though he had repelled two groups of adversaries, this might merely mark the beginning.The mastermind behind the scenes still hasn’t shown themselves, and not even the slightest clue has been uncovered.

This indirectly suggests that the person pulling the strings is likely immensely powerful and capable of covering up everything.

Thinking of this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on. He suddenly realized he seemed to have fallen into some kind of vortex.

Beep beep beep… The man singing loudly with wine in hand, is of the northern wolf tribe…

Just then, his contemplation was interrupted by the ringtone. Pulling out his phone, he was surprised to see it was Ma Xiu calling.

“Sister Ma, what’s up?”

“Ye Kuang, come to Yinghao Martial Hall tomorrow at noon. We’ve encountered serious trouble…”

“What do you mean? Hey… hey! Sister Ma?”

Beep beep beep…

Hearing the disconnected tone, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but curse angrily: “This damned broken phone, always failing at critical moments, and even turning off completely.”

When he restarted the phone and tried calling back, he couldn’t get through no matter what.

“What kind of serious trouble could it be?”

One could say Ye Kuang fell asleep with this question lingering in his mind.

The next day, exactly 8:00 in the morning.

Ye Kuang had already asked his homeroom teacher for three days off and took a taxi to Yinghao Martial Hall.

Throughout the journey, his mind alternated between calmness and irritation. He only realized they had arrived at their destination when the driver reminded him.

The moment he entered, several figures in blue came into view, each investigating the remaining clues at the martial arts school.

He found Ma Xiu, and after detailed discussion, finally noticed several blood-red characters on the wall:

“Surrender the palm technique, and you shall be spared!”

Ye Kuang murmured to himself: “Such arrogance…”

Before his words fully faded, he continued addressing a group of elders: “Since they’re targeting me, leave this matter to me. I want to see who has the audacity to challenge me right under my nose.”

Elder Yan: “You mustn’t let your guard down. All surveillance footage has been destroyed, even the main server was damaged. The capability to accomplish this speaks volumes about them.”

Elder Shi: “Indeed, this person is no ordinary individual. I think it would be best to inform Reverend Tie about this matter.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang pondered for a moment before agreeing with the two elders.

He still trusted Reverend Tie’s character. Whether he would help or not was a matter of personal loyalty.

However, Ye Kuang would never place all his hopes solely on the concept of “loyalty.”

Because in this world, loyalty sometimes isn’t worth much.

He only believed in: rather than waiting passively, it’s better to take the initiative.

Since the other party coveted the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, he could use it as bait to capture them all in one sweep.

Ye Kuang: “Elder Yan, Elder Shi, please spread the word that Yinghao is opening its doors wide, intending to fully impart this dominant palm technique.”

Upon hearing this, the eyes of Elder Yan and the others inexplicably lit up.

Because sometimes legitimate apprenticeship is more attractive than sneaky methods.

The three of them suddenly realized they were thinking along the same lines: the opponent would inevitably come to learn, and would go to great lengths to suppress their true abilities, claiming to have come out of admiration.

If circumstances permitted, they might even demonstrate astonishing talent after some time, achieving their goal of mixing the genuine with the false.