He had the Swift Boots from the game, enhancing his agility and speed, which was the only reason he could dodge her sudden aerial kick, known as the “Cross Spin Kick.” If he hadn’t had that, just one of those kicks could have landed him in the hospital for over ten days. Using the Swift Step technique drained his mental and physical energy. If she decided to keep fighting, and he couldn’t bear to strike back, who knows how long he could last? One wrong move, and she could finish him off with one of her deadly moves. Now was not the time for more chatter. The moment Wang Xiaoyun stopped, Lin Feng immediately shouted, “Supernatural powers!”
“Hmm?” Wang Xiaoyun looked at Lin Feng with a cold gaze.
“It’s the power of love that suddenly gave me supernatural abilities! ‘The Wind of Love’ is actually me. Those harassing messages last night were sent by me using my mind, which is why they appeared anonymous. And earlier, when I jumped into your arms, that was intentional. I’m sorry, class monitor…”
“Finally, you’re apologizing, you scoundrel? Wait, what’s this scoundrel talking about? Supernatural powers… The power of love gave him supernatural abilities? His power is to send messages with his mind? He’s still making up excuses to deceive me! Do you take me for a three-year-old? Lin Feng, you’re ruthless. I never saw this coming; you, the silent sheep, have quite the imagination when it comes to lying! Now that we’re at this point, what else are you hiding? Bring it on! Even if it costs me my life, I’ll expose your scheme. You won’t get any more useful information from me!”
“Oh, really? Your supernatural powers are quite something, just for sending annoying anonymous messages to harass girls? Hmm…” Wang Xiaoyun emphasized the words “supernatural powers” heavily, her knuckles cracking.
“Really, class monitor… no, Xiaoyun, I swear, what I said is absolutely true, you must believe me!” It shouldn’t count as deceit if I attribute it to supernatural powers, right? Otherwise, should I tell her it’s because of a magical item I got from a game that turned me into this? Would she believe that?
“Shut up! ‘Xiaoyun’ is not a name for you, you disgusting scoundrel!”
“…”
Lin Feng wanted to retort, “If not me, then which scoundrel should call you that?” but seeing Wang Xiaoyun on the brink of madness, he suppressed the urge.
“Scoundrel, whatever your purpose is, please come up with a better excuse than this lame supernatural powers story. Don’t you feel insulted by your own intelligence?”
“But, but, my ability to send messages really is a supernatural power! It’s not an excuse, I swear!”
“You dare to say that again!”
“I, I, I can prove it! I’ll show you right now! You have your phone with you, right? I’ll send a message to you now!”
“Alright, then raise your hands!”
“Raise them for what?”
“Stop talking! How else will I know you’re not hiding a phone in your hand?”
“Uh… fine, I’ll raise them. Afraid of you?”
Could he really pull it off? Faced with Wang Xiaoyun, who seemed ready to lose control again, Lin Feng, pushed to the edge, had no more excuses and could only take it one step at a time. In truth, he had no idea if it would work! “Oh, beautiful goddess, please let a miracle happen.” Would there be a miracle? Coming back to work is really not easy, 017, the method of sending free text messages. Wang Xiaoyun looked at Lin Feng with suspicion. What was he really up to? Was he not actually up to something else and just making up an excuse to get close to her? Lin Feng had been an unremarkable figure throughout high school, always quiet, especially shy around girls, blushing before he could even say a few words, and no one had ever heard of him practicing martial arts! Why did he hide his skills so diligently? If he were like any other boy with such flashy skills, wouldn’t he have been showing off all over the place? At such a young age, maintaining such a low profile for years, either he has exceptional self-control, or there’s something else at play. Watching him dodge her attacks earlier, his movements were comical yet perfectly timed, always escaping from the deadliest angles of her moves with an astonishingly sharp eye.
Clearly, he knew the weaknesses of his own boxing techniques like the back of his hand, or perhaps he was far superior in martial arts and disdained to fight with me, thus intentionally acting flustered. If he really had any intentions towards me, to speak despairingly, he should have had plenty of opportunities to restrain me. Could it be that he really had some troubles? However, sending text messages with supernatural powers, that’s… Suddenly, Wang Xiaoyun caught sight of Lin Feng scratching his head, wearing a mysterious expression. She instantly snapped out of her reverie, realizing she almost fell for this bastard’s delaying tactics. Want to play hard to get with me? Hmph! “Fine! I’ll give you, you dead bastard, one more chance! Send me a text saying ‘I, Lin Feng, am a despicable, shameless scoundrel’ right now. If you do it, all past matters will be forgiven. If not, hmph! Just wait for the police to come knocking!” Wang Xiaoyun was still very furious. Dead bastard, stinking rogue, no matter what your intentions are, if you dare, keep your stubbornness up, claiming you can send messages with your mind. Hmph, I’d be a fool to believe you! “What?” Lin Feng exclaimed in shock. Being called ‘dead bastard, stinking rogue’ repeatedly was already enough to make him feel stifled, but this wild girl was pushing it, asking him to demean himself. Lin Feng thought, if I were truly despicable and shameless, with your high martial arts, what could you do if I had bad intentions? There’s no third person here, taking advantage of you, Wang Xiaoyun, would be a piece of cake! You really underestimate me!
“Admit defeat if you can’t do it! A real man should stand by his word!”
“Wang Xiaoyun! Don’t push me too far! If I succeed, what then? Would you be willing to call yourself ‘a little slut’ three times in front of me?”
“You bastard!” Wang Xiaoyun turned and stormed off, her mind set on not letting him off easily today. This dead bastard was beyond reason, still being stubborn even after admitting fault. She didn’t want to argue further, but couldn’t he just endure a few insults? Sending text messages with mind power, what a high IQ lie! Infuriated, she pulled out her phone to call her mom and complain, but as soon as she turned it on, beep beep beep… the message alert sounded. What? Could it be… that bastard really can… Turning around, that bastard was still standing there with his hand raised, he shouldn’t have had time to tamper with anything in such a short time. She skeptically opened her inbox to find three unread messages from a string of zeros. No way? Could he really send messages with his mind? She opened them:
First: What are you looking at? I didn’t write it!
Second: I’m always the last to arrive, how could it be me!
Third: Stop being silly, you sanctimonious hypocrite, I’m here to learn, not to be yelled at like a grandson!
