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Chapter 424 - 390 Brother, this is the Mourning Attire

Chapter 424: Chapter 390 Brother, this is the Mourning Attire

"Stop arguing with him, shorty. Get to the Disciplinary Office quick! What class are you from anyway? You’re going to have some serious bad luck today!"

"I’ve never seen a freshman as brazen as you in all my life. You do realize that even the top juniors wouldn’t dare to be so reckless?"

A few people were pointing at Jiang Xiao, with two of them already preparing to drag him to the Disciplinary Office.

"Sigh," Jiang Xiao sighed helplessly and said dejectedly, "Why don’t you take a closer look? What I’m really wearing is mourning attire."

He watched as the faces of the five disciplinary committee members grew darker and darker.

Jiang Xiao understood that he had no way out.

"But I have to make it clear in advance, it’s not that I wanted to hit you all; you forced me to do it."

Disciplinary Committee: "?"

"Is your brain filled with Northeastern soybean paste?"

The response they got was the faint sound of electric current crackling in Jiang Xiao’s palm.

The disciplinary committee members were taken aback, and just as one of them was about to speak, "No wait, it seems a bit un..."

"Crackle!"

A burst of purple lightning sealed his big mouth, and the whole person instantly turned into a frizzy-haired explosion.

"It’s all because of you lunatic disciplinary committee members pushing me!"

Filled with sorrowful rage, Jiang Xiao knocked down another stunned disciplinary committee member with a punch, then got up in their face.

"Crackle!"

With that, the remaining three disciplinary committee members started to smell something burning...

"No, wait, brother, you first..."

"Crackle!"

A burst of lightning smeared his face.

Jiang Xiao, looking terrified, patted his chest in panic.

"Beasts! You had the advantage of numbers, beating me when I’m alone, and then you tried to distract me with talk, you’re no better than animals!"

The last two members of the disciplinary committee didn’t even think before turning to run.

But how could Jiang Xiao, quick as he was, let them get away so easily?

"Worse than beasts! You’re not satisfied with five against one, and you even think about getting help; someone like you deserves more than death!"

Apart from releasing electromagnetism, Jiang Xiao had not yet tried controlling the magnetic field.

He closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he could sense countless "big circles within small circles" around him.

And his hands became unusual as if one was positive and the other negative, capable of controlling the colliding electromagnetic fields...

"Magnetic field, spin! Left zero, right fire, Duke of Thunder, aid me!"

With a "boom"!

The two who had tried to escape suddenly turned charred black all over, and even the marble they stood on shattered.

But, amazingly, there was not even a trace of lightning visible to the naked eye.

"Huh? That’s nice, killing enemies unseen... it’s a good skill for sneak attacks."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A fit of coughing broke Jiang Xiao’s train of thought.

These five people actually didn’t die?

Is this ability really that weak?!

[Skill Electromagnetic Control: S-rank]

[Able to manipulate and master electromagnetic fields within a certain range, including controlling electric currents and generating electromagnetic pulses, etc.]

[The range and power of the skill are related to the user’s spiritual power.]

Could it be that he wasn’t angry enough just now?

"Yes, that must be it. I wasn’t threatening enough, plus I didn’t put in my full strength."

Jiang Xiao hadn’t released all his electromagnetic power just now, mainly because he feared destroying the classrooms where students learn.

The three of them stumbled to their feet, supporting each other.

As for the last two who tried to escape, they must have fainted and wouldn’t wake up for a while.

Aside from the Peach Wood Sword, lightning was another good thing to ward off evil spirits and ghosts.

This time, it had really shaken their brains.

"So, what do you guys say now? Am I or am I not wearing mourning attire? Tell the truth, you know I don’t like liars."

The guy with the center-parted black hair swallowed hard and tentatively replied.

"Bro, you—you’re wearing a tracksuit, cyan and white..."

’Zap!’

A bolt of electricity shot straight toward his crotch!

(;´༎ຶ┏ਊ┓༎ຶ`) "Ow!!!"

Damn it!

An electric roast bird?!

A smell akin to roasting lamb kidneys began to waft through the area.

Jiang Xiao waved his hand, signaling him to stop yelping like a dog.

"I said I don’t like liars. Take a good look, am I wearing mourning clothes or not?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Bro, you’re wearing mourning clothes! The most formal mourning clothes!"

"I heard you guys wanted to deduct points?"

"Aw, bro, listen to you, what are you talking about! I would sacrifice my own father’s life before deducting points from your class!"

That was a close shave; they nearly got electrocuted into menstrual disarray.

Now, their mouths were still emitting black smoke!

Where was the nerve to do anything now?

At this moment, the members of the school’s Discipline Committee had fully realized the terror of Jiang Xiao.

Faced with his ability to manipulate electromagnetic forces that seemed to control everything, their pride and confidence had withered like leaves struck by lightning, instantly scorched and fallen to the ground.

"Bro, we’re leaving now. Let’s pretend today’s incident never happened."

The center-parted black-haired guy trembled as he spoke, his face tearful, eyes full of fear.

Jiang Xiao gave a slight smile, an unquestionable authority in his demeanor.

"Remember, don’t be so arrogant in the future. Not everyone can tolerate your behavior."

The members of the Discipline Committee looked at each other and without any hesitation, turned around and fled like dogs being chased, tails between their legs.

They could never have dreamed that the most easily bullied first-year student would turn out to be such a tough nut to crack.

Jiang Xiao stood still, looking at their fleeing backs, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening by the moment.

He knew that, for at least some time, the Discipline Committee wouldn’t dare to bother him so easily anymore.

That meant he didn’t have to worry about mourning clothes anymore~

After the afternoon classes were over.

The money from Xiao Xue’s love letter had run out.

"Xiao Bro, just go find Xiao Xue, she likes you so much, and she’s a rich second generation; she definitely won’t mind," Wang Qiang said with a wicked grin.

"Yeah, Xiao Bro, you two are so close, this little thing is nothing," another buddy chimed in.

Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, feeling somewhat helpless, and finally decided to go find Xiao Xue—mainly because he really didn’t want to eat the cafeteria swill.

"Alright, I’ll go find Xiao Xue," Jiang Xiao finally compromised.

He approached the doorway of Xiao Xue’s classroom and, through the half-open door, saw Xiao Xue diligently doing her homework.

Jiang Xiao knocked on the door, drawing the attention of Xiao Xue and the classmates in her room.

"Xiao, what brings you here?" Xiao Xue put down her pen and walked toward him with a surprised and happy face.

With her status, she didn’t have to worry about the other students’ opinions.

Jiang Xiao scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Xiao Xue, well, I... I forgot to bring money today, could you maybe—"

Xiao Xue didn’t let him finish and cut him off.

"No problem, Xiao Bro, how much do you need?"

"A hundred would do. The money you gave should have lasted a long time, it’s just my friends keep asking me to treat them..."

While speaking, Xiao Xue reached into her bag, pulled out her wallet, and handed several hundred RMB bills to Jiang Xiao.

"It’s okay, guys should treat others, huh? One hundred won’t be enough. Take five hundred for now, and I’ll bring you more tonight at the dorm."

Jiang Xiao accepted the money, feeling somewhat guilty.

"Xiao Xue, thanks. I thought today you might—"

"Silly, why are you being so polite? We’re lovers, aren’t we? Isn’t it natural to help each other?"

Xiao Xue patted his shoulder with a laugh, as if she couldn’t wait for Jiang Xiao to borrow her money.

This only made Jiang Xiao even more puzzled.

Why was Xiao Xue so different from her morbid state this morning?