Bang!

The door of Dormitory 404 burst open with a loud noise, the lock broken, as the door was viciously kicked in.

The huge noise startled all four people inside the room; Ling Shaofeng as well as Xu Ping reacted extremely quickly, awakening and immediately grabbing an iron pipe from under their pillows before leaping to their feet.

"Fuck! Which son of a bitch dares to kick down my door!"

Ling Shaofeng had drunk a lot last night, and his head was still a bit hazy. Now suddenly disturbed from a good dream, he was extremely angry, his eyes fixated on the door.

Not just him, Xu Ping and Glasses were also holding steel pipes, their faces unfriendly.

Three young men sauntered into the room from the doorway, looking extremely arrogant. They scanned the steel pipes in Ling Shaofeng and the others' hands with disdain curling at the corners of their mouths.

"Which one of you is Ye Feng?"

The young man speaking was not quite 1.8 meters tall, but unusually sturdy, wearing a tight T-shirt that accentuated his well-built muscles.

At the moment, his expression was extremely arrogant, not even glancing at Ling Shaofeng and the others, his gaze fixed straight on Ye Feng who was standing to the side:

"Are you Ye Feng?"

Before coming here, he'd heard that Ye Feng was wearing a ragged T-shirt; clearly, this guy holding his toiletries was the one.

Ye Feng's brow furrowed slightly. He didn't recognize these three men, but by their looks, it seemed they came with ill intentions:

"Who are you guys?"

"Fuck! I'm asking you, are you Ye Feng?" Hearing that Ye Feng didn't answer his question but instead asked one of his own, the muscular young man's face darkened, and he glared at Ye Feng menacingly and said viciously.

The other two young men also gave Ye Feng a dismissive look, their faces filled with disappointment. They had thought Ye Feng would be formidable, but didn't expect him to be such a frail guy.

Seeing the arrogant and overbearing attitudes of the three young men, Ling Shaofeng and the others could no longer suppress their anger and immediately wanted to rush at them with steel pipes in hand: "Fuck your mother! Where the hell do you three little shits come from, daring to talk to our boss like that!"

"Boss?" Hearing Ling Shaofeng's words, the three men's faces showed even more disdain and mockery, their eyes leisurely scanning Ye Feng up and down, the corners of their mouths tinged with mockery:

"Freshmen these days really don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is, any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to call himself the boss! Let me tell you something, we're here to deliver a challenge letter, no time to dilly-dally with you! At nine o'clock in the morning, at the Taekwondo Hall, our President wants to personally instruct you newcomers!"

With that, the young man pulled out a letter with the word "Challenge" written on it from his chest, tossed it to the ground, and was ready to turn and leave:

"Remember! You must come, otherwise, if our President has to personally invite you, then you'll be in for it!"

Having said this, the three men spat on the floor of Dormitory 404 and laughed boisterously as they walked out of the room.

"Fuck your mother! You're asking for it!" Ling Shaofeng and Glasses, along with the others, were furious, steel pipes in hand, ready to give chase, but they were stopped by Ye Feng.

"Boss, those three bastards are too much!" Ling Shaofeng and the others were raging, obviously upset.

Ye Feng shook his head and picked up the letter that had the word "Challenge" on it from the ground: "They're just minions, not worth fussing over!"

As he said this, Ye Feng unfolded the challenge letter, only to see the words "Invitation Letter" written in big characters at the top, with a shiny golden name right below it—Jin Nanyi!

Further down was written, in red ink, the names of those being challenged; it wasn't just Ye Feng, but also a dozen other names.

"Martial Arts Sanda Major—Liu Yongcai!"

"Karate Association Member—Zhang Zhiheng!"

"Street Combat Team Member—Xu Huaishan!"

...

These dozen or so names, almost every one of them came with a brief introduction of their identity, all related more or less to combat, and all of them were freshmen who had just started at the university.

Ye Feng found his own name as well, but behind his was only the major of clinical medicine. On this list, his name was the only one unrelated to combat.

Looking at this, Ye Feng frowned slightly, thinking that Jin Nanyi was really arrogant to challenge over a dozen people at once.

"Bro, who is Jin Nanyi?" Ye Feng, not very familiar with the senior students, turned to ask Ling Shaofeng.

Upon hearing the name Jin Nanyi, Ling Shaofeng's expression changed as he stepped forward to look at the list, his face instantly darkening:

"Boss, Jin Nanyi is the President of our school's Taekwondo Association, a junior at our university. His father is Chinese and his mother is Korean. This guy was born and raised in China but has always identified himself as Korean. Though, he did go to Korea to learn Taekwondo, and after he came back, he founded the Taekwondo Association here, which is quite formidable!"

"Taekwondo?" A glint appeared in Ye Feng's eyes, and a hint of disdain curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Taekwondo is a very flashy martial art, but very few can truly master its essence. Especially in life-and-death combat, Taekwondo has an innate disadvantage, easily outclassed by Muay Thai, Jiu Jitsu, Karate, and the internal martial arts of China.

Ye Feng had encountered members of some of the highest combat teams from Korea, but none of them used Taekwondo; instead, the most commonly used was ultimate fighting!

"Last year, Jin Nanyi challenged some troublemakers in the school and defeated all of them, forcing them to join the Taekwondo Association. Seems like he's up to his old tricks again today!"

As he spoke, Ling Shaofeng looked at Ye Feng with anticipation, "Boss, will you go?"

Although Jin Nanyi was formidable, in Ling Shaofeng's eyes, he was still nothing compared to Ye Feng. If Ye Feng could defeat Jin Nanyi in front of everyone, it would be a matter of great prestige.

However, Ye Feng just shook his head and said indifferently, "I can't be bothered with such trivial matters that offer no benefit!"

After that, Ye Feng picked up a towel and went into the restroom to wash up.

Seeing this, Ling Shaofeng and Xu Ping both wore wry smiles. They knew that the opportunity to show off had just slipped away.

...

After Ye Feng finished washing up and had something to eat, he went straight to the Arts Department building.

Taking advantage of the morning with no classes, he wanted to visit Chouchou and arrange a time for her treatment. After all, Ye Feng couldn't bear the thought of a young beautiful girl being mistaken for an unsightly creature and treated with disdain—it went against his reputation for cherishing and protecting beauty.

Thinking of directing a real-life drama where an ugly duckling turned into a swan filled Ye Feng with excitement.

The highest realm of showing off isn't just about making oneself look cool, but transforming others into stars!

Once Chouchou completes her transformation, Ye Feng could imagine that the students of Jiangnan University would all be astounded!

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