Chapter 112
During a brawl with a few troublemakers, Shi Li and her classmates found it difficult to manage their strength at first, as they had never been in a physical fight before.
Eventually, they managed to use their baseball bats more effectively, and were able to bring the opposing side to their knees.
The impact of a baseball bat was brutal. The classmates from Senior One Class One hit particularly hard, thinking of these people as the culprits behind Song Ying's suicide.
Moreover, the more they practiced, the more they could recall Fu Huixing's instructions on how to use the baseball bat effectively and where to hit to cause pain without inflicting severe injury.
Nobody had taught Shi Li how to fight. Despite that, she wielded her backpack, laden with a thermos and heavy exercise books, as ferociously as anyone with a bat, though it fell short in terms of convenience.
While brandishing her backpack, she relied solely on brute strength and was exhausted after a few swings.
When her backpack was torn off by the opponents, she resorted to bare-handed combat.
This was when Shi Li realized she had a knack for fighting. With her long arms and legs, she was at an advantage.
The female opponent fought dirty so at first, Shi Li was at a disadvantage. But, given that Shi Li was a fast learner, she quickly picked up the opponents' questionable tactics and used them even more efficiently.
Resenting these people for bullying Song Ying, Shi Li was merciless when she retaliated.
Furthermore, Shi Li had a sidekick, a friendly fire who was incompetent in fighting. She would unintentionally hurt Shi Li who was engaged in close combat with the troublemakers. Understanding her limitations, she only attacked when the timing was perfect.
This was their first time fighting, and more so, their first time collaborating in a fight. Yet, their coordination was impeccable.
When Shi Li clawed at an opponent, her ally would move in to land a strike with the bat.
They aimed for the body, not the face, so while the opponents’ faces remained relatively unscathed, the rest of them were in a miserable state.
Eventually, with the numbers and weapons on their side, they claimed victory. The opponents cowered, clutching their heads and admitting their defeat.
Shi Li, with vibes of a villain, harshly gripped an opponent's face and asked, "Do you know why we fought you?"
The opponent, faking toughness, wanted to spit in their faces as a show of her indomitable spirit.
However, standing next to Shi Li was a fierce classmate holding a baseball bat. The opponent was still aching from the bat strikes she had received earlier.
Upon returning home that night, those who accompanied Shi Li shared the latest development of "The Death of Song Ying" in their group chat.
Song Ying didn't die because of Xu Xing, she'd been constantly bullied by a group of little punks for several years until she took her own life.
Feeling triumphant, the group shared how they bumped into the little bullies who tormented Song Ying, whilst they were picking on an innocent girl.
They had grabbed their weapons and given those bullies a good beating.
As for why the students carried weapons in their school bags, the class teacher had stopped questioning it.
After all, Grade 1, Class 1, was a class with quite a reputation. Carrying weapons just seems to be the routine for them.
However, the thought of it irked the teacher silently. He just wanted these rebels to focus on their exams for now and planned to search their bags altogether once the exams were over, to confiscate any weapons.
He was worried that if weapons were brought into school, any quarrel might escalate into a knife fight.
Thinking about the post-exam period, he recalled one more thing.
These mischievous kids hadn't been home studying for their exams these past few days, instead, they had been out fighting?
Is there no justice in the world anymore?
Looking again at the few students who were particularly active in the group just now, they are the top of the class, so they didn't attend after-school tutoring.
The homeroom teacher feels like he's going insane, the best performing group in his class got into a gang fight with a punk girl just before the monthly exam.
Why don't you guys go to war before the college entrance test, why don't you argue with the invigilating teacher in the examination room of the college entrance test?
He used to think the top students in his class were reliable kids, now he just feels naive.
There's not a single normal person in this class!
What good kid from a decent family goes to a brawl before the exam, all under the lofty claim of upholding justice.
He's really going nuts.