Guo Qinghe's words were righteous and magnanimous. He did not mean to cover up at all.
The audience was silent for a few seconds. It was the girl Su Canye liked who broke the silence first. She laughed twice and said, "Brother Qinghe's words are reasonable. Well, my point of view just now was too narrow."
Although the others did not speak out in agreement, their silence had already shown their position.
Guo Qinghe patted Xiao Luo on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Xiao Luo, don't blame the class leader for not standing on your side. The Kendo Hall has its rules. Your daughter was running around on the training ground and was accidentally bumped into. But private matters are private, public matters are public. The root cause of this incident is that you did not take good care of your daughter, so you are mainly responsible."
Liu Fei did not expect Guo Qinghe to stand on his side. Of course, he was not a fool, and the others were not fools either. At this moment, they all understood that Guo Qinghe and the guy in front of them were old classmates, but there seemed to be a contradiction between the two.
Xiao Luo smiled coldly and stared straight at Guo Qinghe. He said playfully, "Then, according to the class leader's opinion, what should I do?"
What class monitor? Private matters are private, public matters are public. He finally saw through Guo Qinghe's true face. He was hypocritical and sanctimonious. He said one thing and did another behind his back. Since he was this kind of person, he didn't need to give Guo Qinghe any face, nor did he need to take into account the friendship of college classmates.
"What do you mean? Nothing. This is just an accident. There is no need to make it bigger. Just let it go." Guo Qinghe said.
"Let it go? That won't do. He just insulted my dignity as a swordsman. He must apologize to me. "
Liu Fei pointed his finger at Xiao Luo and said loudly. He had determined that Guo Qinghe's ass was on his side, so he had no scruples. He had to make Xiao Luo apologize to him.
"Xiao Luo, did you just insult him?" Guo Qinghe pretended to be surprised.
"It seems so."
Xiao Luo said coldly. He was restraining, restraining the anger in his body and waiting for Su Canye to come back.
Guo Qinghe did not notice the change in Xiao Luo's face at all. He shook his head and sighed, "This matter is originally your responsibility. Why did you insult Liu Fei's dignity as a swordsman? You … sigh … apologize to him!"
"Kid, did you hear that? Apologize to me, hehe …" Liu Fei raised his head forty-five degrees, with a proud face.
Xiao Luo's mouth raised a smile, and then shook his head.
At this time, Su Canye returned with the anti-inflammatory ointment. He held the ointment high and panted, "I bought the ointment. Cold-faced man, bring the little princess over. I'll help her apply it now."
As he said that, he squatted down on the wooden bench by the wall and unpacked the anti-inflammatory ointment.
Xiao Luo didn't say anything. He picked up Su Bei and walked over. He carefully put Su Bei on the bench, touched her head, and said softly, "Dad will help you get justice. You sit here and let uncle treat your wound."
"But …"
The little girl looked at Liu Fei and then looked at Xiao Luo, her eyes full of worry.
"Don't worry." Xiao Luo said.
Su Canye was anxiously dealing with the injury on Su Bei's knee. He had no time to pay attention to Xiao Luo. Besides, he felt that Xiao Luo was just saying some comforting words to Su Bei. Of course, if he had the ability to predict the future, he would not be so calm.
After telling Su Bei, Xiao Luo turned and walked towards Liu Fei.
When Liu Fei heard what he just said to Su Bei, he couldn't help but sneer, "Boy, did you take the wrong medicine? You still want to get justice? Hurry up and apologize to me, or you'll see."
"If you haven't knelt down and kowtowed to admit your mistake when I walk in front of you, you'll have to bear the consequences!"
Xiao Luo had a faint smile on his face as he walked towards Liu Fei step by step. He was not a good person. If he was bullied, then he would just kneel down and sing 'Conquer'.
Suddenly, the entire Kendo Hall was filled with a bone-chilling coldness. Everyone present shuddered unconsciously.
Liu Fei had an illusion that the person walking towards him was not a person, but a terrifying demon. He shook his head hard to get rid of this illusion. He was so angry that he laughed and said, "Hahaha … It seems that you really took the wrong medicine. You even asked me to kneel down. You're probably still not awake and talking in your sleep."
Guo Qinghe didn't speak. He didn't want to stop this escalating conflict. When he learned that Xiao Luo was the boss of Lo Fong at the Jiangcheng class reunion, his heart was extremely unbalanced. Xiao Luo could be said to have completely overshadowed his limelight that day. It was precisely because of this that he had an unspeakable hatred for Xiao Luo in his heart.
"Uh ~"
He had suffered a crushing defeat in the swordsmanship competition, and now he was being provoked by a brat who didn't know his place. Liu Fei was already full of anger, and at this moment, he finally exploded. He roared and pounced on Xiao Luo with a wooden sword. He wanted to let Xiao Luo know what a swordsman was.
His roar resounded through the place like a thunderclap. He used his voice to gain momentum and speed to rush forward like a cheetah. Then, he raised the wooden saber in his hand and slammed it down hard on Xiao Luo's shoulder. Even though the saber was not sharp, it could still hurt. The pain was like being hit by an iron rod. It was unbearable pain.
"Ah …"
Su Bei screamed in fear and covered her eyes with her small hands. She didn't dare to look.
"Peng ~"
With a dull sound, the wooden sword hit Xiao Luo's shoulder.
Xiao Luo snorted, and a powerful internal force burst out. It swept along the wooden sword like a stormy sea.
Liu Fei's face suddenly changed. He didn't even know what was going on. He only felt a strong force transmitted from the wooden saber, causing him to feel a sharp pain in the web between his thumb and forefinger. Then, he fell back completely uncontrollably, and the wooden saber also fell to the ground.
This … What's going on?
Liu Fei's eyes widened in horror as he looked at his trembling and numb arms. He didn't understand what was going on. He was the one who hit others with the wooden sword. How could he fall to the ground? How could this be?
Others, including Guo Qinghe, were all surprised at this time because what happened was too contrary to common sense.
Xiao Luo looked at the wooden sword on the ground. Under the suction force of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the wooden sword flew into his hand.
Hiss …
Everyone gasped and looked at Xiao Luo as if they were looking at a monster. Their eyes were full of shock. Telekinesis? This … How could this be?
They thought they were hallucinating, but no matter how many times they blinked, the wooden sword that was originally on the ground was indeed in Xiao Luo's hand.
"You … You can use witchcraft?"
Liu Fei's arrogant appearance was gone. His face was pale, and his whole body was sweating.
"Wrong, it's martial arts!"
Xiao Luo said with a sneer, and then the wooden sword in his hand hit Liu Fei's right leg.
"Ah …"
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