The King of Hatred

"Everyone, go to Training Ground No. 4 in an orderly manner. We'll hold a ring - competition there for 11 days."

As Zhao Youran spoke, she directed the students to leave the classroom. Qin Yu, who was standing in the corner as a punishment, blinked upon hearing this.

"Teacher, do I need to go?"

Zhao Youran squinted and smiled.

"What for? You've offended everyone. Go there and wait to get beaten to death?"

"Um, then what should I do?"

"Stay here and watch."

"Okay."

Everyone left one by one. In the end, even Zhao Youran walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.

Qin Yu turned to look at the empty classroom and remained silent for a full ten seconds.

"Teacher! You've all left! What can I watch! Take me with you, teacher! Teacher!!!"

Minutes later, a furtive figure appeared at the entrance of Training Ground No. 4.

Qin Yu gently pushed the door open and cautiously stuck his head in.

The next second, Zhao Youran, who was standing at the door, grabbed his ear and forcefully dragged him into the room.

"Teacher! It hurts!"

"Nonsense! I, the teacher, don't feel any pain at all!"

"But I do!"

"What are you here for?"

"To participate in the ring - competition!"

"Participate in the ring - competition?"

Looking at this irresponsible student, Zhao Youran didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She raised her hand and pointed around, with a strange look in her eyes.

"Do you think they look like they want to compete with you?"

Qin Yu heard this and looked up. He found that the students who were warming up around had stopped what they were doing and were looking this way.

Those fierce looks held no kindness at all.

Facing so many resentful expressions, even Olympic athletes might not be able to say that friendship comes first and competition second.

Qin Yu gave an embarrassed smile and shrank his neck.

"They don't look like they want to compete. They look more like they want to beat me up."

"At least you have some self - awareness!"

Zhao Youran also looked helpless. She suddenly grabbed Qin Yu's collar, dragged him to the side, and whispered.

"You've offended too many people these days. Almost everyone has a grudge against you. Usually, the school doesn't allow the use of internal energy, so you can bully others with your big size. But this is a place where the use of internal energy is permitted. Be careful not to get beaten to death by them!"

"Then, then what should I do?"

"You... Anyway, with your strength, don't even think about representing the class in the competition. Just go sit over there quietly. Remember! Don't accept any challenges from anyone! Otherwise, I can't save you!"

"Okay."

Qin Yu nodded and obediently went to sit aside.

Actually, he didn't want to fight with others either because even without getting into fights in this place, he could still gain energy.

Listening to the continuous energy - increase prompts in his ears and feeling the "friendly" and "amiable" gazes from his classmates, Qin Yu felt extremely comfortable.

When someone dislikes you, you actually don't need to go up and provoke them actively.

This feeling of dislike will constantly stimulate their nerves, making them have negative emotions towards you.

If Qin Yu were to have a fight with someone at this time and win with an overwhelming victory, it might not be a good thing.

When you show yourself to be too powerful, negative emotions such as disdain, dislike, and revulsion might be replaced by fear.

You will feel disgusted with someone weaker than you.

But when they are much stronger than you, the feeling of dislike will instead be offset.

When you face a monster that can crush you at any time, will you feel disgusted? No! You'll only feel afraid!

The students in the class had started warming up with each other.

As martial artists, their way of warming up certainly wasn't doing radio gymnastics.

There was only one word for a martial artist's way of warming up: fight!

With the activation of internal energy, students in pairs launched attacks on each other. Fist shadows filled the air, and some even took out weapons.

However, the two students closest to Qin Yu were fighting a bit absent - mindedly.

One of them glanced sideways at Qin Yu, who was slouching in a Ge You - like pose, and suddenly gave his companion a meaningful look.

The companion reacted quickly and let out an "ouch" as he fell to the ground.

"Ouch! Ouch! My back! I've sprained my back!"

Zhao Youran, who was watching from the side, quickly rushed over and helped him to a chair.

The student, with a pale face, groaned while holding his back and said.

"Teacher, my back is injured. I'm afraid I can't participate in the competition today. But I can't just leave my warm - up partner alone. How about..."

As he said this, the student's eyes directly glanced at Qin Yu aside.

The next moment, before the student could say anything, Qin Yu suddenly let out a scream while covering his buttocks.

"Ouch! My butt! I've sprained... Ah, no! I've bruised it! It hurts like hell!"

Zhao Youran, standing beside him, looked at him expressionlessly.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yes! It hurts beyond imagination!"

"But I don't feel anything."

"Teacher, you're joking. It's my butt that hurts. How could you possibly feel it?"

"Oh, so you know it's your butt that hurts! Then what were you doing pinching my butt!"

Suddenly grabbing Qin Yu's ear, Zhao Youran was truly angry this time. She instantly twisted the ear around, causing Qin Yu to jump up from the chair with a yelp.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!!!"

"How about it! Does it hurt beyond imagination?"

Zhao Youran said through gritted teeth. What could Qin Yu say at this moment? He could only nod frantically.

"If you dare to act like a lecher with me again, I'll break your legs!"

With a fierce growl, Zhao Youran suddenly turned her head to look at the student beside her.

"Do you hurt too?"

"Yes... No! No! No! No! It doesn't hurt! It doesn't hurt anymore! My back is already better! I'll go warm up right now!"

The student scrambled back to the team, while Zhao Youran stood there, arms folded, fuming.

Qin Yu, lying on the chair and covering his ear, resumed his Ge You - like slouch.

He didn't plan to participate in the competition, nor did he ever intend to become famous.

Because a famous person has a special status, and their actions will be viewed with prejudice.

If an ordinary person provokes someone, that person will immediately glare at you.

But if a famous person provokes someone, the result might not be the same.

Qin Yu decided to remain an ordinary person for a few more years and first increase his defense to 400.

He would consider making a comeback when he became invincible someday.

The internal competition of Class 2, Grade 3 started quickly and lasted for nine days.

Qin Yu went to watch for three days, then secretly slipped away and never went back.

The reason was simple. The students were focused on fighting and watching the battles. Who had the time to glare at him? Moreover, with Zhao Youran protecting them, if Qin Yu dared to cause trouble, she would grab his ear and drag him out without hesitation.

Since there was no gain, Qin Yu naturally didn't bother to keep watching.

In these few days, he had expanded the scope of his "mischief" from the school to the five streets nearby.

Wherever he went, there was chaos and annoyance.

For example, he told the coffin - shop owner that the patterns on his wreaths were too plain, and told the noodle - shop owner that the beef in his noodles dissolved as soon as it was put in water. In short, he did whatever he could to irritate people.

On the morning of the tenth day, before dawn, Qin Yu went out again and got into an argument with someone.