Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 334 - 257: Man and Fist as One!_3

The students of class 9, especially the cohorts of Shen Xinli, lamented,

"Brother Li is ill, and it’s quite serious."

Dan Kaiquan looked at Shen Xinli, but he felt that he deserved what had happened to him.

Previously, Shen Xinli and a few of his cohorts, relying on their numbers, acted ostentatiously to attract the attention of the girls, and directly pushed Liang Sheng to the ground in front of class 8. frёewebηovel.cѳm

It was really unbearable to watch.

Is this person considered good?

Clearly not.

"Serves him right!" Dan Kaiquan cursed inwardly, fate has a way of cycling around, who has ever been spared by heaven?

Wang Longlong leaned forward slightly, and in a flash, his eyes became sharp, like a bone-scraping knife!

That was the aura of a superior!

Facing Wang Longlong, the students of class 9 felt that this classmate was no ordinary person.

Someone who knew him whispered, "His name is Wang Longlong."

Wang Longlong was not well-known in the entire first grade, unlike other prominent figures like Zhuang Jianhui, Du Chuan, Qi Tianheng, Li Shi, Shen Xu, Dong Jiayi—they, Wang Longlong was a nobody.

Yet, it was this nobody who had such striking presence, as if he were not Wang Longlong, but the Dragon King!

Wang Longlong looked directly at Shen Xinli and barked,

"You’re just someone who’s been kissed by Pang Jiao, right? What’s the big deal? It’s not a sin for a man to cry!"

Shen Xinli’s shaking suddenly halted.

And with that pause, the heartbeat of the students in class 9 also skipped a beat.

Then, everyone saw a horrifying gleam burst forth from his dim eyes.

Shi Qianjin cheered, "That’s it, my Brother Li has pulled himself together!"

Class 9 almost ran about spreading the news.

However, they just saw Shen Xinli shout loudly,

"I ask heaven for another five hundred years!"

He began shaking his head again, faster and more urgent than before!

All one could see was a spiral illusion!

Amidst this cranial spiral, Shen Xinli swung his fists.

He wildly shook his head, a perpetual motion-like power transmitting from his neck to his head and back to the neck, then along the spine to his waist, and finally back to his shoulders.

Waist and horse combined, man and punch as one!

Carrying a force of unmatched terror, with injustice and endless resentment, Shen Xinli struck his fist fiercely against the classroom wall.

The wall’s slick white tiles actually showed a crack.

"Holy shit, Brother Li is too much, he smashed the tile!"

After the painful blow, Shen Xinli finally came to his senses.

People only remembered that the scream traveled very far, very far.

...

In the afternoon, during the last class.

The test papers for all subjects had already been handed out.

Dan Kaiquan had nearly gone through the scores of the original top ten in the class, but due to various discrepancies, he couldn’t accurately determine his class rank.

Class President Huang Zhongfei stood at the podium, lifting a stack of A4 papers.

"This list of scores was originally only one page long. I went to the office and had the teacher print a few more copies, let’s share them."

After speaking, Huang Zhongfei distributed the score sheets.

After thanking the class president, classmates quickly looked at the score sheets.

Dan Kaiquan grabbed one, his hands trembling as he glanced at it.

Someone shouted, "Class President, you’re ninth!"

"Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning are still the top two."

"Ma Shicheng is last."

"Damn, look at his overall school ranking. It looks like he’s last in the entire school!"

Ma Shicheng, sitting in the back row, silently played on his smartphone, his lone access to high-speed Wi-Fi still unable to heal the pain in his heart.

As a student, who could completely sever their connection with studies?

Dan Kaiquan clasped the score sheet, taking a deep breath.

He looked around, Song Sheng was also viewing his score sheet, Huang Zhongfei was surrounded by Yu Wen and a few girls, Chen Qian and Dong Qingfeng were whispering to each other, and Yang Sheng casually set aside his book.

He then looked towards the back, students who normally didn’t care about grades were now pointing at their score sheets.

He turned to look south, catching a glimpse of Bai Yuxia’s profile, which bewitched his heart.

She was the girl of his dreams.

Finally, Dan Kaiquan faced the blackboard, his gaze slowly blurring as if he were a camera losing focus.

The surrounding noise seemed to vanish.

He had studied in the town middle school and from the first year had been in the top three, always a prominent figure in the class, never changing.

Before the high school entrance exam, he had applied to Yuzhou Fourth Middle School.

His teacher, looking deeply at him, told him to work hard and stand out.

However, ever since he left the town and came to Fourth Middle, Dan Kaiquan had faded into mediocrity.

Dan Kaiquan had fallen for half a term, until he met that girl, and finally woke up.

His father was striving hard; how could he afford to fall behind?

Dan Kaiquan recalled various past events.

Sharing a desk with Bai Yuxia, day and night, but because his grades were insufficient, he was usurped by Chen Siyu.

Confessing to Bai Yuxia, nervously, but due to his timidity, he could only claim it was a game of truth.

But now things were different, he had become better.

Dan Kaiquan finally calmed down.

His gaze shifted to the score sheet, leaving behind his mediocre past.

Dan Kaiquan found his class rank.

From afar, girls exclaimed in surprise, "The eighth place is actually Dan Kaiquan!"

That was Yu Wen’s voice.

"It really is him."

People from the class cast their gaze this way.

He stood unfazed.

That day, Dan Kaiquan re-entered the top ten of his class.

...

Beside the podium.

Dan Xiao gripped the score sheet; he had ranked twelfth in the class.

Previously Dan Xiao had been a top ten gatekeeper, but now he had fallen back a spot.

This greatly displeased him.

The bell for class dismissal rang.

Dan Xiao pondered, deciding to go outside and gauge the situation.

His classmates were also preparing to go out to eat.

Suddenly, the loudspeaker outside started blaring:

"Students of the first and second grades, gather in front of the academic building immediately! Gather immediately!"

The voice repeated several times.

People recalled what the class president had mentioned last night about ’Tai Chi’.

Dan Xiao listened, annoyed and restless; his gaze pierced through the window, focusing on the wall of building number 2 with a large black loudspeaker.

Dan Xiao: "Aren’t you too noisy?"