High School of Demon Hunting

70: Chapter 70: Tearing Up the Book Over a Disagreement_1

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Perhaps because they both had a notebook that could never be filled, Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao felt they had a synergy when they were together.

Just like now.

Both of them sensed an unsettling atmosphere slowly pervading the air.

Xiao Xiao carried his own black-cased notebook and silently took a few steps farther away.

He hated trouble.

Meanwhile, Zheng Qing reached into his grey cloth bag.

He was not afraid of trouble.

However, his only concern was that he barely had any combat talismans in his grey cloth bag.

Throughout his long journey of practicing writing symbols, Zheng Qing spent most of his time reviewing the symbols.

He had been taught very few complete talismans by his teacher, most of which were tranquility charms for peace of mind.

The only thing that might have some effect on these veteran second-year students, he guessed, was the Suppression Charm.

Zheng Qing took out a talisman scroll and began to tear off the pages of fully drawn talisman paper, one by one.

This was a Suppression Charm talisman scroll, as well as Zheng Qing’s usual practice book.

All the talismans in the scroll had been drawn and could be activated at any time.

To him, the talisman papers were just the large characters he traced every day; as long as he had a scroll to tear, he would always have some.

In the center of the square.

The golden-haired veteran in the white robe squinted and raised the high wine glass in his hand, giving Blue Bird a nod, then turned to Lin Guo and said slowly, in a proud but restrained tone: “Accept my invitation, and you will win the friendship of Sir Friedman.”

Friedman?

Some of the students watching seemed to recognize the name, whispering one after another.

The previously furious milk tea shop owner and several other locals hesitated and returned to their shops.

Seemed like this guy was famous?

Zheng Qing was tearing off the pages and glanced at Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao buried his head in his black-cased notebook and made no sound.

“I refuse!” Lin Guo once again shouted his refusal.

The white-robed veteran with golden hair stopped smiling and looked impassively at the young boy.

The atmosphere in the square suddenly froze.

Blue Bird patted Lin Guo’s shoulder and said very seriously, “You’re very brave, I approve of you!”

Lin Guo looked at Blue Bird, his eyes sparkling, and nodded vigorously.

“Remember!

Not everyone can earn my approval!” Blue Bird lifted his head proudly, leaning on his sword.

The blonde white-robed veteran’s face darkened, and the high wine glass in his hand was crushed into pieces with a ‘pop’.

Scattered pieces of glass fell from his hand, flickering with an unsettling glow under the dim street light.

The other students from Alpha began to slowly circle around Blue Bird, looking at him with ill intent.

The situation was on the verge of exploding.

The onlookers very consciously took a few steps back.

“Hey, Blue Bird, have you seen where Shi Yuan went?” Zheng Qing shouted loudly, hands in his robe, clutching the talismans he had just torn off.

He walked very casually to the corner behind the tall white-robed veteran, looking around as if looking for someone.

Lin Guo looked at Zheng Qing happily.

Blue Bird glanced at Zheng Qing, his lips moved, but in the end, he could only muster a faint smile.

Zheng Qing looked calm, but was internally cursing in frustration, imagining the beaten up face he would have later.

“Oh, I see him.” A medium-built, sturdy boy with a red face and somewhat tanned skin, sporting a crew cut, pushed aside the people around him and stood behind another white-robed student.

He casually waved at Zheng Qing, revealing black boxing gloves on his hands.

“The monk seems to have gone to eat vegetarian food.”

It was Zhang Ji Xin.

A bright smile bloomed on Zheng Qing’s face, “What a coincidence!”

“My bad luck!” Zhang Ji Xin clenched his boxing gloves tightly, his face distressed, he muttered, “Why does something bad happen every time I meet you.”

“What?” Zheng Qing didn’t hear clearly.

“I mean, if we get involved in this and brother finds out, he’ll break our legs.” Zhang Ji Xin glared at him threateningly.

More students were gathering on the street, everyone curiously watching them.

A new red robe, a blue robe and a white robe, challenging a veteran white robe student together?

Seems interesting!

“Ah, sorry, sorry!

I really didn’t see you there!” An embarrassed female voice sounded.

“I’m so sorry, really sorry!”

Zheng Qing turned his head, blinked, and couldn’t help but laugh.

The thin white-robed youth who had just disappeared into the air was crouching on the ground, hugging his legs and grimacing in pain.

And a tall girl in a red skirt, black high boots, with auburn wavy hair, and big black eyes, was clumsily standing at the side apologising.

“I’m so sorry, I was playing cards and didn’t see anyone in front.” The girl apologized with a guilty face, but the light blue playing cards in her hand kept flapping, showing no sign of stopping.

“No, it’s okay.” The skinny white robe, gritting his teeth and gasping for breath, tilted his head weakly and stared at the dazzling blue card in the girl’s hand.

“Ah!

Pervert!” The card-playing girl screamed, one hand blocking her skirt, the other holding her cards, and she kicked out hard.

The skinny Alpha boy covered his lower body, his eyes bulging, his mouth agape, gasping silently.

The onlookers shivered in unison.

Zheng Qing swallowed, and the shock of hair on his head quickly sagged.

“It was his eyes that were wandering.” The girl pouted her lips, still looking apologetic, but the blue playing cards kept fluttering in her hand like a windmill.

“You okay, buddy?” A somewhat dull voice rang out from the side: “Can someone lend a hand?

He seems to have fallen pretty hard!”

Zheng Qing followed the sound.

A tall blue-robed boy was supporting the skinny boy who had just been hit by the Blue Bird, dragging one of his arms and settling him on the side, muttering about going to the school hospital, but his eyes kept glancing at the center of the field, his feet not moving an inch.

Several blue robes crowded around the skinny boy, yelling.

Looking around, Zheng Qing grinned and smiled stupidly, his mind blank, but in his heart, an unusual impulse was stirring, roaring.

Lin Guo cried loudly.

Blue Bird lightly patted his head.

The golden-haired Alpha veteran smirked and slowly waggled his index finger, laughing, “Although I commend your actions, this is an internal matter of Alpha.

Aren’t you guys crossing the line?”

He emphasized the word “schoolmates”.

“Beat it, jerk!

Fight if you want to fight, or piss off!” Zhang Ji Xin’s face was slightly red and becoming brighter, his hands clutching and unclutching, shouting impatiently.

Zheng Qing felt a moment of exhilaration.

The blond senior’s face stiffened, then darkened.

Although his longstanding propriety made him swallow the swear words in his mouth, that gloomy face showed his attitude more clearly than ever.

After a moment of silence, he finally asked slowly and firmly: “So, you guys have decided to tarnish the glory of Sir Friedman?”

“Who is Friedman?” Zhang Ji Xin shouted impatiently: “Don’t mention Friedman, acting like he’s your dad or something.”

The onlooking students burst into laughter.

Several blue robes couldn’t resist stirring the pot, cheering loudly on the side.

The blonde Alpha student didn’t expect to be insulted like this, his face turned red, and he trembled with anger.

Pop, pop, pop!

The street lamps within several tens of meters burst one after another.

The dim sky returned.

The spectators screamed one after another.

A clear and low voice from the blonde white robe hovered in the air: “I, Arthur Ness, on behalf of Sir Friedman, regret your unfriendly acts.”

The stoutest white robe moved at the sound, his eyes were bloodshot, he roared, stomped heavily, and swung his fist towards Zhang Ji Xin.

“Great!” Zhang Ji Xin laughed, swung his fists, and welcomed him fiercely.

Zheng Qing’s tense nerve suddenly broke, and he tossed the talisman in his hand into the middle of the field, aiming at Arthur Ness not far away.

Another tall and thin Alpha student spread his hands, floated in the air, and muttered words.

Two flames slowly emerged between his hands.

Blue Bird furrowed his brow, caressed his hand a few times, but eventually didn’t pull out his longsword.

Instead, he simply lifted the blade and pointed it forward.

Next to him, Xiao Xiao who had been burying his face in his notebook, finally lifted his head.

He sighed and adjusted his glasses.

“Don’t pull out the law book!

Solve this with your fists!”

Watermelon Head yelled, waving his black hardshell notebook and rushing up.