"Wait—stop the car!"
Suddenly, Tian Xin seemed to notice something and hurriedly shouted at Lan Tianyu.
"What's wrong?" Lan Tianyu asked, puzzled.
"Stop the car! In that alley—I think I saw the Ultimate Class uniform."
Tian Xin pointed toward the alley, her expression turning serious.
If it were just some gang fight, she honestly wouldn't want to get involved.
But if Ultimate Class was involved—
Then as their homeroom teacher, she had to see it through.
That was a teacher's responsibility.
Lan Tianyu frowned slightly at her words and stepped on the brake.
The car came to a steady stop.
"Look—doesn't that look like Wang Arthur? It seems like he's fighting someone."
Tian Xin tapped Lan Tianyu's shoulder and pointed ahead.
Lan Tianyu followed the direction she indicated.
The extraordinary vision granted by the cursed technique Six Eyes instantly pierced through the dim lighting and the moving crowd, accurately locking onto Wang Arthur's figure.
Looking at the surrounding thugs, he felt a strange sense of déjà vu.
"Seems like this scene also happened in the original storyline."
"If I remember correctly, Wang Dadong will step in soon."
"This small conflict eventually becomes the catalyst for their brotherhood…"
Lan Tianyu pondered for a moment before withdrawing his gaze and speaking calmly.
"Relax. They're just a bunch of low-level thugs."
"With Wang Arthur's strength, dealing with them is only a matter of time."
He had no interest in interfering with such trivial matters.
After offering a few reassuring words, he prepared to drive away.
But unexpectedly—
Tian Xin unfastened her seatbelt at lightning speed, pushed open the car door, and rushed toward the alley entrance.
Seeing this, Lan Tianyu sighed softly.
He should have expected it.
With Tian Xin's almost stubborn sense of responsibility and protectiveness—
If she saw her students in danger,
Even if the path ahead were a mountain of blades or a sea of fire—
She would never stand by and watch.
Put kindly, it was responsibility.
Put bluntly—
It was foolishness.
Without sufficient strength, yet still insisting on stepping forward.
Fortunately, these were only ordinary thugs.
If the alley were filled with fighters possessing combat power indexes, rushing in recklessly would only push herself into a hopeless situation.
Inside the alley.
Just as both sides were about to clash—
A figure suddenly rushed into the encirclement like a gust of wind, landing steadily beside Wang Arthur.
The newcomer wore a leather jacket and held a silver wok tightly in his hand.
It was Wang Dadong.
He had actually arrived earlier but had been hiding nearby.
If the fight hadn't started, he wouldn't have shown himself.
But once the battle began—
No matter the reason, he would stand by Arthur's side.
"Hey! You bunch of trash!"
"You think you can touch someone from Ultimate Class without asking me, the boss?"
Wang Dadong pointed his Dragon Pattern Wok at Black Dog, his arrogant aura instantly dominating the scene.
Wang Arthur's cold eyes flickered slightly as he glanced at him.
"What are you doing here?"
"This is my personal matter. Leave."
His voice was low and suppressed.
"Cut the nonsense!"
Wang Dadong grinned, fiery battle intent blazing in his eyes.
"I'm the boss of Ultimate Class!"
"You think I'm the kind of coward who abandons his classmates?"
He scanned the dense crowd of enemies without the slightest fear.
"You dare touch my classmate on my territory?"
"Bring everyone you've got! I'll take you all on!"
"..."
Wang Arthur felt his heart tremble.
Complicated emotions surged within him.
Just a short while ago, the two of them had been confronting each other at school, nearly fighting.
Yet now—
Facing an external enemy,
This man had abandoned their conflict without hesitation and chosen to fight beside him.
A warm surge of emotion washed away part of his grief.
Arthur said nothing further.
The cold killing intent in his eyes locked onto Black Dog once again.
The hatred of killing his father—
Could not be shared under the same sky.
Black Dog had to die today.
"Damn it, you two little brats sure are arrogant."
"Brothers—cut them down!"
Black Dog roared in anger.
Upon hearing the order, dozens of thugs wielding weapons let out thunderous battle cries and rushed toward Wang Dadong and Wang Arthur.
"Woohoo! Party time!"
Wang Dadong shouted his signature catchphrase as his internal energy surged and his combat power index exploded.
[3658… 5263… 7265… 9077]
Like a tiger unleashed from its cage, he swung the Dragon Pattern Wok and charged straight into the crowd.
Wherever he passed—
People were sent flying, blood and flesh scattering.
A cold light flashed in Wang Arthur's eyes as he followed closely behind.
Though the Sword in the Stone remained sheathed,
The immense force behind his fists and kicks still shattered bones and tendons.
Standing back-to-back, the two fought in perfect coordination.
Whoever rushed forward—
Was immediately knocked down.
"Tch… those lines are seriously cringe."
"And their use of internal energy is pretty crude too."
Lan Tianyu clicked his tongue.
"They could easily release internal energy outward and attack the whole group."
"Yet they insist on fighting everyone one-by-one at close range."
With a shake of his head, his figure flashed.
In an instant, he appeared in front of Tian Xin, who had just rushed into the alley.
Before she could even cry out—
Lan Tianyu wrapped an arm around her waist.
With his other hand, he lightly traced a line through the air.
The cursed technique Blue activated.
Space rippled almost imperceptibly.
The next moment—
Their figures vanished as if erased by time itself.
When they reappeared—
They were standing silently on the balcony of an old apartment building nearby.
From this elevated position, the chaotic alley battle lay fully beneath them.
Shouts, cries of pain, and the clanging of metal weapons mixed with the stench of blood.
The scene resembled a living Asura's battlefield.
Yet on the balcony—
There was an eerie calm.
Lan Tianyu released Tian Xin and leaned casually against the railing, watching the fight like a spectator enjoying a stage performance.
"Ah!"
Seeing the bloody scene below, Tian Xin's face turned pale with fright.
Almost instinctively, she grabbed the arm beside her.
Soft warmth and a faint fragrance instantly enveloped Lan Tianyu.
He had originally intended to pull his arm away—
But his movement paused slightly.
After all, he had just indirectly saved her life.
What was wrong with enjoying the moment a little?
Acting completely natural, he continued watching Wang Dadong and Wang Arthur beat up the thugs.
But after observing their efficiency, he rubbed his forehead in mild frustration and finally called out:
"Hey, hey."
"Is your internal energy glued to your bodies or something?"
"You only know how to use it for basic attacks?"
"Release it outward for a wide-range attack!"
"Otherwise, with hundreds of these small fries…"
"Are you planning to fight until nightfall?"
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