Chapter 82: Sudden Disaster

Su Haoyang was out for blood.

Ever since he entered Starscape as an in-house tester, his power grew and grew. Be it in his clan or outside, his way was paved, his future bright. How did it suddenly come to him suffering so miserably?

Li Mo stood before Su Haoyang, “Even after getting beaten you still won’t wake up. Just what are you trying to do?”

Su Haoyang clenched his fists, “You snuck up on me. If you have the guts, fight me fair and square!”

“I just can’t understand what you people think anymore. The more you refuse to accept the more lively you are. Let’s fight then, you refuse to remember it anyway.”

Li Mo spread his arms, “We can only fight it seems.”

Du Fei came out, “That was a misunderstanding. Look, tell me what you want and I’ll pay you.”

“Compensation? You alone? F***! You know full well who the Su clan is. This is how it’s going to be, tub of lard. Every time I see you, I will beat you up. And if I don’t see you, I’ll still come after you to beat you.”

Du Fei shivered from fear and hid behind Li Mo.

“If you don’t settle this, you are no longer qualified to fight alongside me.”

“Ahh~”

Du Fei wailed in his mad dash.

Su Haoyang started brawling with him. The two engaged in the most primitive and savage way of fighting. There were no moves, or techniques, just trading blow for blow.

Du Fei’s fighting ability was lacking compared to Su Haoyang. His eyes were hit so many times he couldn’t open them. Su Haoyang was vicious, targeting his eyes and other sensitive areas, like below the belt. While Du Fei always struck the chest.

Li Mo watched with a frown.

Although Du Fei was miserable right now, he did not intervene. How would Du Fei grow without going through real fights?

“I’ll pummel you! Wu~”

Du Fei looked back at Li Mo then wailed as he charged.

Su Haoyang drew back again and again while using both his hands to hit Du Fei until he was shouting.

Su Haoyang was far better at fighting than Du Fei.

Du Fei charged without a care about his life, despite always suffering. It was then that Su Haoyang found something was amiss.

He struck Du Fei’s eyes twenty times and kicked below the belt more than 30. But Du Fei didn’t seem affected at all, while his chest was burning from pain. 

It grew even more painful and Su Haoyang was beginning to sweat. If not for holding it in, he would be joining Du Fei in a round of crying.

Plop!

Finally, Su Haoyang could no longer retreat and fell with Du Fei on top.

The same scene that happened in the classroom was playing again…

Du Fei punched a few times then looked at Li Mo. Li Mo didn’t say a word so he kept on pummeling until Su Haoyang was knocked out.

Du Fei stood up, crying even harder.

The wounds on his face were visibly closing. In a blink, he was back to normal.

It was a special ability he had only because the Grand Light Sutra was such a perfect match for his Sacred Light Physique. Flesh wounds healed in seconds and if his cultivation was high enough, even fatal wounds could be ignored.

Du Fei felt his face and shouted in shock, “Ah? My wounds? I-I am fine! Bro Mo, this is bad. What do we tell him if the guidance counselor wakes up and he sees me unharmed?”

“This is the special trait of Sacred Light Physique, unparalleled recovery. Don’t think about the wounds. It will be hard for you to keep them unhealed. Regarding what happened today, say what you will. But remember, even if this had never happened, you and the Su clan would still have deep grudges.”

The past Du Fei was surrounded and killed, with the Su clan being one of the culprits.

“Only by rising from adversity can you become a man among men. You think you can live all your life like a flour in a greenhouse, free of worry?”

Li Mo turned to Su Haoyang.

Be it in his past or current life, Su Haoyang still bullied Du Fei every chance he got. They fought many times in the past and Du Fei suffered greatly each time. Beating Su Haoyang today was just interest.

“After today, the Su clan will definitely seek you out. Do you want to handle it yourself, or should I?”

Du Fei was startled, hesitated then said with resolve, “I will do it!”

The guidance counselor woke up and ran outside to see Du Fei cursing at the unconscious Su Haoyang.

“You dare to strike even against the respected guidance counselor. You scum, I will give you a beating even if it kills me. Ow! You’re so vile to even attack me below the belt.

Su Haoyang was still in a daze, as Du Fei was on top of him unharmed. But he made sure to let the counselor know of the harm to his loins.

Of course, these were all used to justify the situation.

“What of Li Mo?” The counselor held his bruised eye.

“Su Haoyang got Li Mo to run off after beating him, in a far worse state than you, sir.”

Hearing his comparison, the guidance counselor’s face tensed.

“You, Su Haoyang, and Li Mo all are put on record to be punished. You and Li Mo are to pay for Su Haoyang’s medical expenses and he will pay for mine!”

Su Haoyang groaned, his voice ineligible.

Li Mo was back to his home before noon.

He opened the door and the dalmatian plushie welcomed him with a wide mouth and soft teeth. Li Mo sent it flying by shaking his leg.

In the living room, Su Qingyi was teaching the panda common sense. 

One thing was to give him memories, the same went for remembering, and another to understand them. It was the same as giving a newborn adult memories. Just how much did he understand? 

Su Qingyi’s tutoring proved worthwhile, proof being the clothes the panda adorned around its waist. 

“That’s right. In the human world, we all need to wear clothes whether outside or inside.”

“Wu wu.” The panda nodded.

“And this…”

“Don’t run if you have the guts. Today I will surely kill you.”

The dalmatian plushie was back for round two. Li Mo ended it swiftly with another kick and entered the study and closed the door behind him.

When Li Mo left a while later, he picked the incoming dalmatian plushie in mid attack and drew a talisman to seal its mouth.

The duct tape fell from the dalmatian plushie’s mouth so Li Mo used a more permanent solution, robbing it of its right of speech. 

Li Mo put it down and the dalmatian plushie was relentless in attacking him. But this time, no matter how it tried to yell or scream, all it came out was silence.

The door to the study closed again.

Li Mo sat cross-legged and resumed refining his bones.

The dalmatian plushie rattled the door for a while before running helplessly to Su Qingyi.

“Sister Ye, how come you can’t speak either? Did brother Mo duct taped your mouth again? Let me see. “

Su Qingyi picked the dalmatian plusie up for a closer look.

“Sorry, sister Ye, I don’t see the duct tape. I can’t help you this time.”

The dalmatian plushie was jumping and running around in panic.

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