Chapter 23 First Encounter

“Shit, where the hell did these two bitches come from?”

One of the black teenagers, wearing sunglasses and holding an iron wrench, couldn’t help cursing: “Forget them! Move faster, get it done before they find a teacher.”

At that moment, Li Mochen also got a clear look at the two girls. His heart suddenly raced, blood surged in his body, and his face flushed uncontrollably.

He quickly turned his head away, worried that his desires might spiral out of control.

The girls in this world, whether due to good nutrition or genetics, mostly had figures that were ridiculously good.

If that were all, it would be one thing, but the key was that the two girls’ facial features were also quite attractive. If placed in his original universe, they would all be top-tier beauties.

Especially the one on the left, also carrying a sword bag, with black hair and black eyes—she was exactly his type.

She might have some Eastern blood; her complexion was like crystal and jade, elegant and超凡脱俗, skin whiter than snow, like凝脂雪莲. Her soft jade-like arms, graceful and rounded long legs, standing there gracefully, were breathtaking. What Li Mochen found most irresistible were her bright eyes, clear and sparkling like stars.

This time, he and the original owner rarely agreed on aesthetics, so the body’s reaction was especially intense.

Li Mochen could only forcibly suppress the urge to take another look and tried to forget the images imprinted in his mind, focusing on the black teenagers in front of him.

But the next moment, the two girls on the steep slope directly climbed over the railing and jumped down.

The height from the top to the bottom of the slope was eight meters. For an ordinary person jumping down, the least they would suffer was a fracture. But when their figures fell halfway, a gust of wind suddenly rose, actually lifting the girls’ delicate bodies, greatly slowing their descent.

This scene made the black-clad teenagers exchange glances.

“A fifth-level magic sorcerer? Shit! That bastard is really lucky!”

“Wait, you bastard! This isn’t over. Don’t let us catch you. Remember, you’ve offended Bloodfang, offended Hancock!”

Before the two girls landed, these quick-witted guys had already scattered in all directions, each disappearing into the flower bushes in the blink of an eye.

Li Mochen’s situation was not good. He watched as the gust of wind blew the girls’ skirts upward. Although they were wearing safety shorts underneath, this stunning scene was still engraved in his mind like a knife, unforgettable.

“These guys—”

The first to reach Li Mochen was the black-haired girl. She glanced helplessly ahead, then turned to look at Li Mochen: “Classmate, are you okay? Hey, you’re bleeding from the nose? Did they hit you?”

The girl hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe the blood off Li Mochen’s face. But just as her hand reached out, Li Mochen slapped it away: “Don’t touch me!”

At this moment, his expression was indifferent, his eyes icy cold—a sign that he had entered the state of ‘Heavenly Mind Illumination.’

The black-haired girl’s hand hurt from his slap, but she wasn’t angry. She still spoke with concern: “Classmate, are you really okay? I think you’re bleeding quite a bit. Let me accompany you to the health room? Lina, go fetch the school’s discipline director. I think the school is responsible for this—”

“This has nothing to do with you!”

Li Mochen looked impatiently at the black-haired girl, then disdainfully turned his head away. Wiping the blood under his nose with a tissue from his pocket, he continued walking toward the library: “Girl, please stay away from me, okay? You’re bothering me.”

The girl was utterly confused but wisely said nothing more. However, her companion couldn’t stand Li Mochen’s attitude. Her golden eyebrows immediately shot up: “What kind of tone is that? We saved you, after all. Didn’t your parents teach you any manners?”

“Saved me?”

Li Mochen turned back coldly, his gaze sharp as a knife: “You two pieces of trash think you’re worthy? I’m already being generous by not holding your meddling against you. Don’t be ungrateful. Say one more word, and stop bothering me, OK? An eagle in the sky doesn’t bother to be polite to ants.”

The blonde girl was both angry and frustrated at his words. But when Li Mochen’s gaze fell on her, she inexplicably felt her body stiffen, her soul freeze, and she stood rooted to the spot, unable to speak.

By the time she struggled out of that state, Li Mochen’s figure had already disappeared into the distance. The black-haired girl beside her asked in confusion: “Lina, did we do something wrong?”

“You did nothing wrong; it’s that guy who’s wrong!”

Lina said angrily: “This is the first time I’ve met someone like him. No manners at all. And he called us trash, ants? Does he really think he’s an eagle? A guy who got caught by a bunch of thugs and had a nosebleed—I really don’t know where he gets his confidence.”

The black-haired girl said thoughtfully: “Maybe we really did interfere with him. Thinking back, he didn’t look scared at all; it seemed like he wanted to fight those guys.”

“You’re overestimating him, miss.”

Lina sneered: “That guy is at most a third-level magic swordsman. If it weren’t for us, he would have been beaten to a pulp by those thugs. He’d be eating dog shit! I regret saving him. I should have stopped you. It’s not worth it for such an ungrateful person—”

The girl glanced sideways at Lina, then burst into laughter: “This is the first time I’ve seen you so frantic, Lina. All worked up and saying whatever comes to mind.”

“I’m just furious with that guy!”

Lina’s chest was still heaving. She raised her little fist: “If I see him again, I think I might just punch him.”

“Ha! Then you’ll definitely have the chance.”

The black-haired girl’s lips curled into a stunning smile: “I noticed the emblem on his sword bag. He’s also in the Comprehensive Cold Weapon Combat Club. I think we’ll see him again in at most three hours.”

“Is that so?”

Lina thought for a moment, then sneered: “I’ll ask Miss Louise to arrange a sparring session with him. As an eleventh-grade senior, I think I need to teach him how to spell ‘manners.’”

The black-haired girl shook her head without replying. She continued looking in the direction Li Mochen had left, her black gem-like eyes full of interest: “I’m also looking forward to it. That classmate is really interesting. This is the first time I’ve met someone like him.”