Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Pang Jiao's spraying technique was quite advanced; a big mouthful of thick cola was sprayed all over Liu Chuandao's pancake-like face.

His originally small eyes immediately closed.

Liu Chuandao wiped his face, unable to stop the tears from spilling out. At the same time, a peculiar stench spread, making him feel unbearable.

Liu Chuandao, standing at 1.8 meters, was definitely considered tall among the first-year students. He was strong and robust; in class 12, he was the one who disciplined others, and no one ever dared to provoke him!

Moreover, he was the sports monitor, the strongest man in the class!

Being treated like this now, he wasn't just angry but also as exasperated as a king of beasts being provoked!

Liu Chuandao roared out: "I'll kill you!!!"

His roar was like thunder from the highest sky, reverberating through the entire classroom and drowning out all the noise.

It was like a giant's hand extinguishing everything, making the void silent.

Classmates were dumbfounded, and Dong Qingfeng, who was nearby, turned back abruptly, only to see the new classmate glaring at Pang Jiao.

Yu Wen, Jiang Yanan, Shen Qing'e, Dan Xiao, Huang Yuzhu, Dan Kaiquan… all glanced over.

Chen Qian was still studying.

In the back row, Wang Longlong swiftly jumped up, stepping directly onto a stool: "Brother Ma, Brother Ma, stop gaming, come watch the show!"

On the new classmate's side, Cao Kun was puzzled: "What's going on, what happened?"

Meng Zi Yun: "Seems like there's a conflict."

Tang Jing dismissed it: "What's there to conflict over?"

Xin Youling, who hadn't even been class monitor for a full class session, was astonished as trouble arose in the class.

Liu Chuandao swung his fist, punching towards Pang Jiao without any hesitation:

"Damn you, die!"

Pang Jiao stood like a mountain, unfazed; she chugged cola, and another torrent of black liquid spewed out.

Under the energy-saving lights on the ceiling, a large mist rose in the middle area.

Dong Qingfeng and others nearby quickly dodged away.

Liu Chuandao, caught off guard, got hit in the face again. He was so enraged he lost all reason, his facial features twisted, turning into a primal beast.

"You die for me!" Liu Chuandao shouted, mouth open.

Pang Jiao mimicked the cola-spitting action again.

Seeing the signs, Liu Chuandao paused, hurriedly shielding his face with his hand.

Pang Jiao tilted her head back, her large face mocking: "Dare call me ugly, take a look at yourself!"

Liu Chuandao, provoked like that, lost all control. He pulled apart the desks, stepping over the gap as Duan Shigang cleared the battlefield for him.

Liu Chuandao gathered all his strength, punching with deep hatred, his power immense.

Pang Jiao, having fought from childhood, against opponents ranging from elementary students to market spitfire women, was battle-hardened.

She wasn't just fat; she was a strong fat person!

Facing the incoming punch, Pang Jiao swiped and easily deflected his fist.

Liu Chuandao, in a daze, as Pang Jiao used her weight advantage to charge forward forcefully.

Liu Chuandao felt an overwhelming force hit him, "Boom!" His body instantly lost balance, retreating backwards and slamming into a desk.

"Bang bang bang" some classmates' books toppled from desks.

If it wasn't for Duan Shigang holding him, Liu Chuandao might have fallen.

"Damn!" Liu Chuandao straightened up, with no fear in his heart, only anger.

The king's dignity cannot be trespassed!

Fight! Fight! I must make a name for the sports monitor in the new class.

"Ah!" Liu Chuandao lunged at Pang Jiao, punching seven or eight times in an instant. Pang Jiao traded blows with him, "Bang bang bang," filling everyone's eyes with countless fist shadows.

In just a few seconds, both received several punches.

Pang Jiao's huge fist broke through, punching Liu Chuandao's cheek, deforming his face.

Liu Chuandao's head whipped back, returning on track, gritting his teeth, frantically inhaling and exhaling, his lungs like bellows, launching continued attacks.

No matter how hard he tried, he ultimately couldn't match Pang Jiao; his fight space kept getting smaller.

Classmates in their row, like Song Sheng, foresaw the developing chaos, hurriedly gathered their books, and moved south to avoid getting caught up.

Amid the chaos.

Yu Wen shrilled: "Where's the class monitor, where's the class monitor?"

Jiang Yanan shook Huang Zhongfei: "Class monitor, class monitor, say something!"

Huang Zhongfei smiled wryly: "I'm no longer the class monitor."

In his words, there was a sense of relief.

"Oh, the class monitor is now Xin Youling." Jiang Yanan just realized and hurriedly looked towards the back.

Qiang Li, seeing the fight, laughed: "Class monitor, there's a disturbance, it's your turn to handle it."

Old Class 6's Chai Wei also laughed: "Handle it or something."

Xin Youling stood up, walked a few steps forward, trying to assert an aura. The bags under her eyes diminished her severity, lending her some approachability.

She realized this was her opportunity to demonstrate her capabilities.

She surveyed the battlefield, advising: "Classmates, fighting is bad behavior. If you continue, it'll have a bad effect."

Liu Chuandao punched wildly: "Ah ah ah ah!"

Pang Jiao's punches weren't as fast as Liu Chuandao's, but each one was powerful and heavy: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Xin Youling frowned, understanding her lack of deterrence, unable to stop the classmates.

Thus, she issued a warning: "I told you to stop fighting, didn't you hear? Otherwise, I'll call the class teacher now!"

Previously in Class 6, just mentioning the class teacher was enough to make students cautious and easily resolve issues.

As soon as she said this, Huang Zhongfei sighed in his heart.

As expected, as soon as she finished speaking, two figures rushed to Xin Youling's side, Li Shengnan in the front and Zhang Yifei in the back, completely blocking her path, making her unable to advance or retreat.

Their faces were cold, warning: "You're not going anywhere!"

Xin Youling nearly choked.