257: Chapter 257 Scumbag, take your groping hands off me!

"Things... are just like that."

Lu Xingye, sporting two bruised black eyes, gazed up at the crystal chandelier at a forty-five-degree angle, a crystal-clear teardrop hanging from the corner of his eye, as he ended his ten-minute impromptu speech about being "betrayed by a close friend and losing the love of his life" in an extremely tragic and beautiful manner.

In Lu Xingye's highly infectious description, Jiang You was portrayed as a "peerless arch-demon" who had been eroded by abyssal demonic energy, and to satisfy his own selfish desires, had not only abandoned the bonds of brotherhood but had even used evil means to forcibly brainwash and possess his beloved Senior Sister Qiu Yunan!

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Surrounding Lu Xingye were the elite team captains from various top universities in the Great Xia Martial Arts World.

These young powerhouses, who were usually arrogant and refused to bow to anyone, were so enraged after hearing this tragic and melodramatic tale of betrayal that their blood boiled with righteous indignation!

"Bang!"

Zhao Zhenlei, the war machine of the Northern Border Military Academy, slammed a palm onto the marble pillar beside him, making it vibrate with a humming sound.

This two-meter-tall man, whose muscles were coiled like dragons, was so angry that his large, copper-bell-like eyes were practically breathing fire.

"To think such a shameless scoundrel exists in this world!"

Zhao Zhenlei's voice boomed like a giant bell as he threw an arm around Lu Xingye's slightly thin shoulders, patting them with great righteousness until they made a thumping sound:

"Brother Lu! Don't be sad! In my life, I, Old Zhao, hate nothing more than such scum who toy with emotions and betray trust!"

"What SSS-rank genius! In my eyes, he's not even worth a fart!"

"You wait, I'm going to go crush that scumbag's bones one by one and seek justice for your goddess!"

The other captains around them also responded one after another.

"That's right! Such scum is simply a disgrace to our martial arts world!"

"Captain Lu, rest assured, if we run into him in the upcoming matches, we will definitely make that kid pay dearly!"

Feeling the sympathy and support from this group of top elites, Lu Xingye's riddled, middle-school-syndrome heart finally found a sliver of solace.

There are still many good people in this world!

He took a deep breath, his eyes turning cold and filled with murderous intent once again.

"Many thanks to you all for speaking up for justice."

Lu Xingye slowly raised his bandaged right hand, as if pointing the way to a holy war, and abruptly gestured toward the dimly lit corner of the banquet hall's buffet table.

"Everyone, look!"

Lu Xingye gritted his teeth, his voice filled with a sense of tragic destiny:

"That demon, consumed by sin and sinking into the abyss of desire, is sitting right there!"

Swish—!

Following the direction of Lu Xingye's finger.

Zhao Zhenlei and the dozen or so elite captains from famous schools around him turned their heads in unison, filled with rage and extreme disdain for the scumbag!

They had expected to see a peerless villain sitting alone in the corner, with a gloomy face, radiating an aura that warned others to keep their distance.

However.

When their gazes pierced through the crowd and landed accurately on that black-and-gold silhouette.

Everyone's breathing stopped in that instant.

The scene, at this moment, became extremely high-definition and cruel.

They saw Jiang You, who had looked like a heartless killer on the red carpet when he entered.

At this moment, was holding a strange, incredibly charming and shy-looking female student tightly in his arms in an extremely greasy, "domineering CEO" pose!

Jiang You's left hand was arrogantly propped on the buffet table, and his right hand was even grabbing the girl's small hand tightly and impatiently!

The distance between the two was so close that they could almost breathe each other's air, and the atmosphere was incredibly ambiguous!

"..."

"..."

"..."

The entire circle of elite geniuses experienced the longest silence of the night.

The one eye Lu Xingye had exposed instantly widened even more than Zhao Zhenlei's copper-bell eyes!

He stared fixedly at the completely unfamiliar woman in Jiang You's arms, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning, and he completely fell apart on the spot!

"？？？？？？"

"Jiang You!!! Are you even human?"

Lu Xingye broke down; he truly broke down!

He had just been in agony last night because Jiang You had "stolen" Senior Sister Qiu Yunan away.

And yet!

How many minutes had it been since they entered the banquet hall?

Even by the most generous estimate, it hadn't even been ten minutes!

This guy didn't even forget to flirt while eating, and right in public, he had gone and bagged another one?

"You insatiable beast!!!"

Lu Xingye roared in the depths of his heart, his voice dripping with blood:

"You imprisoned Senior Sister Qiu Yunan's soul in darkness, and yet you turn around and get cozy with another woman here? What do you take our F-Class bonds for?"

As for the captains of the famous schools around him.

Their eyes, as they looked at Jiang You now, had completely changed.

If, just a moment ago, their assessment of Jiang You was merely that of a despicable villain who stole someone's love.

Then now.

When they saw with their own eyes that this kid had picked up another beautiful girl in broad daylight in just five minutes, and with such skilled, domineering moves...

"This is pure-bred scum!!!"

Zhao Zhenlei was so angry that white steam was puffing out of his nostrils, and his sandbag-sized fists were cracking as he clenched them:

"Pah! And I thought he was a worthy opponent! Is this kid's head filled with nothing but thoughts of the lower body?"

"Disgusting! He's simply a disgrace to the martial arts!"

Everyone's gaze completely shifted from "hostility toward a strong enemy" to undisguised disdain and loathing.

On the VIP platform of the banquet hall, Zhao Zhenlei of the Northern Border Military Academy clenched his sandbag-sized fists, his spiritual energy already uncontrollably overflowing from his body.

"To think he's molesting a respectable young woman in broad daylight in front of so many of us!"

"If we let him get away with this, where would the face of our Great Xia Martial Arts World be?"

Beside him, a top sword cultivation genius with a long sword on his back and flowing white clothes—Chu Tiankuo, the captain of the South Sea Martial Arts Academy—also snorted coldly, a sharp glint of sword intent flashing in his eyes: "Shameless scoundrel, everyone should rise up and slay him!"

"Captain Lu, rest easy. Today, I, Chu, will... for the sake of this innocent young lady, sever this scum's filthy hands!"

Before his voice even faded!

"Boom!"

"Clang!"

Zhao Zhenlei and Chu Tiankuo, these two champions of justice at the pinnacle of national universities, leaped into the air with perfect tacit understanding!

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, were like two falling meteorites, diving from the seven-or-eight-meter-high second-floor VIP viewing platform, creating an incredibly cool arc as they smashed directly toward the corner of the buffet table on the first floor!

"Bang!!!"

An extremely classic superhero landing pose!

The marble floor was cracked into spiderweb-like fissures by Zhao Zhenlei's landing, and his violent blood energy swept outward in all directions with him at the center.

Chu Tiankuo stood with his white clothes fluttering, one hand pressing on his sword, his robes flapping in the wind—he looked incredibly handsome!

Radiant! Righteous!

At this moment, the two of them were like protagonists in a shonen anime, complete with their own highlights and background music, emanating a holy radiance called "upholding justice on behalf of heaven" from head to toe!

"Scum! Take your filthy, dirty hands off that young lady's waist!"