Urban Wolf King
Chapter 58 - 58 58 The Canteen Screams

58: Chapter 58: The Canteen Screams 58: Chapter 58: The Canteen Screams Seeing that Wang Yan hadn’t even taken his eyes off the physics textbook, the Four Great Vajra under Mr.

Hua had been beaten out.

Except for Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, everyone among the thousands in the cafeteria was stunned.

For a moment, the entire cafeteria was silent, with only the sound of countless heavy breaths.

This Mr.

Hua was particularly good at fighting, and his four underlings, known as the Four Great Vajra, were not to be trifled with.

Plus, Mr.

Hua had officially joined the Cyan Snake Gang, so he was truly the boss at Wanghai Noble School, lording over others with no one daring to provoke him.

Just like Xiahou Que, although he was a young master of the Four Great Clans, he was still terribly afraid of Mr.

Hua.

But Wang Yan, who looked like a bookworm, had easily taken down Mr.

Hua’s Four Great Vajra, which was truly unbelievable.

Mr.

Hua originally wanted to rush forward himself, but as soon as he saw his four lackeys defeated in a blink, he was stunned on the spot.

Mr.

Hua had been mixing in street fights for years and was known for his reckless fighting style, which was why he managed to become a formal member of the Cyan Snake Gang at a young age.

The word “fear” had never existed in Mr.

Hua’s dictionary.

But now, Mr.

Hua was really a bit afraid.

If Wang Yan had stood up and fought against them, ultimately taking down the four lackeys, Mr.

Hua wouldn’t have been this afraid.

But now Wang Yan didn’t even seem to have moved, and his four lackeys were already down.

This kind of power was simply too terrifying.

In the entire Wanghai City, the only person Mr.

Hua had seen with skills like Wang Yan’s was the leader of the Cyan Snake Gang—the mysterious Snake Soul.

But it was said that Snake Soul had inhuman strength; could it be that Wang Yan in front of him also possessed such power?

Mr.

Hua just stood there, unable to advance or retreat, turning things over in his mind, already sweating from his forehead.

Everyone around noticed Mr.

Hua’s fear and focused on him, their eyes filled with confusion.

Mr.

Hua felt the gazes of thousands of people on him, and suddenly his face turned red, his head buzzing as if it had suddenly swelled several times over.

If he retreated now, he would lose all his authority in the school in the future.

So, Mr.

Hua braced himself, shouted angrily, and cursed, “Kid, I’ve taken the money, don’t blame me.”

With that said, Mr.

Hua’s strong body lunged forward, charging at Wang Yan like a mountain.

Seeing Mr.

Hua personally make a move, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting both said, “Brother Wang Yan, be careful.”

However, Wang Yan still sat in the chair, head down looking at the physics textbook on the table, not even lifting his head.

Even with Mr.

Hua at an arm’s length and menacing like a fierce tiger, Wang Yan seemed oblivious.

As Mr.

Hua reached the table, his fist the size of a sandbag swung up, pounding down towards Wang Yan.

The sound of the fist created a rushing wind, ripping even the pages in front of Wang Yan.

Still, Wang Yan slowly turned the next page of the textbook, smiling as he said, “Good, good, the law of conservation of energy is here.”

Just as Mr.

Hua’s fist was about to hit Wang Yan, Wang Yan suddenly raised his hand, palm open.

Mr.

Hua’s fist landed on Wang Yan’s palm.

Although the power of Mr.

Hua’s punch was tremendous, with the momentum of his entire body leaping forward, Wang Yan merely had his head down reading with his palm slightly raised.

But after this punch, Wang Yan’s palm securely caught Mr.

Hua’s fist, forcing it to stop.

The massive inertia of Mr.

Hua’s body drove him forward, but Wang Yan’s hand was as immovable as a mountain.

With nowhere for the enormous force to go, Mr.

Hua’s body could only cave downwards, his knees buckling with a “thud” as he knelt in front of Wang Yan.

“My God?

Mr.

Hua conceded?”

“Mr.

Hua knelt down!”

The entire cafeteria was in an uproar.

Mr.

Hua’s face turned even redder; kneeling was even more humiliating than being killed for him.

Mr.

Hua let out a shout, trying to stand up with force.

However, Wang Yan twisted his wrist, his two fingers pinching Mr.

Hua’s wrist, and with a slight extension, clamped down on Mr.

Hua’s wrist.

Mr.

Hua immediately felt as if his wrist was trapped by iron pincers, unable to move.

Even though he used all his strength, he couldn’t stand up at all.

Mr.

Hua’s face flushed scarlet, almost turning a shade of purple.

However, others couldn’t understand what was happening between the two.

All they saw was Mr.

Hua delivering a punch and then immediately kneeling in front of Wang Yan, unable to get back up.

“What’s going on?” Everyone turned to Wang Yan.

At this moment, apart from the two fingers clamping Mr.

Hua’s wrist, Wang Yan made no other movement, still sitting there diligently studying, and his eyes never left the book.

Mr.

Hua tried every method he could think of, but his wrist couldn’t escape Wang Yan’s fingers, and he couldn’t even stand up.

Even though Mr.

Hua’s left hand could still move, after much thought, he dared not strike Wang Yan with his other hand for fear of harsher retribution.

Beads of sweat began to form on Mr.

Hua’s forehead, dripping onto the ground.

In the entire cafeteria, a pin-drop silence prevailed, punctuated only by the sound of Wang Yan flipping the pages.

As time slowly ticked by, Wang Yan seemed enraptured by the physics book, completely forgetting that Mr.

Hua was still kneeling beside him.

At this time, more students entered the cafeteria for lunch, yet upon witnessing the scene, they froze, staring directly at Mr.

Hua kneeling in front of Wang Yan.

A growing crowd gathered at the cafeteria’s entrance.

With more and more people arriving, Mr.

Hua realized that stalling would lead nowhere.

Forcing a reluctant smile, he said, “Hey, classmate, how about we turn foes into friends?”

Upon hearing Mr.

Hua’s words, the entire place erupted.

Everyone knew Mr.

Hua was notoriously arrogant and domineering, yet he was now proposing to turn enemies into friends?

Despite this, Wang Yan acted like he hadn’t heard, continuing to look at his book while nodding lightly.

Mr.

Hua licked his cracked lips and pleaded again, “Brother, show mercy and let me go.”

Even then, Wang Yan showed no response.

Mr.

Hua’s eyes darted, and he called out to the Four Great Vajra, who had stood back up, “You’re just standing there?

Aren’t you aware Xiahou Que needs a beating?

Get him!”

The Four Great Vajra obeyed Mr.

Hua’s every command, and upon hearing his words, they immediately turned and surrounded Xiahou Que, kicking him indiscriminately.

Xiahou Que, unprepared for the sudden attack, fell to the ground, curling up and screaming, “Help!

Mr.

Hua, I already paid…”

Before finishing his sentence, the Four Great Vajra stomped on Xiahou Que’s face, silencing him.

Though the Four Great Vajra were weak against Wang Yan, dealing with Xiahou Que was too simple for them, and soon Xiahou Que let out wails like a pig being slaughtered.

At this moment, Wang Yan slowly lifted his head and glanced at Mr.

Hua, smiling slightly.

Mr.

Hua quickly returned the smile.

Then, Wang Yan said, “Can you recite Newton’s three laws?

Recite them for me.”