Having made his decision in an instant, Lin Ye followed the direction from which the chicken leg had been thrown and found its owner—a youth dressed in fine silk, though his features were somewhat ugly.
"Are you looking for death?" Lin Ye asked, his voice cold.
Hearing Lin Ye's icy tone, the youth felt a surge of malicious pleasure. Even though he had missed, seeing Lin Ye angry satisfied him.
"Yo~ what's the matter? I was planning to treat you to a chicken leg, why didn't you eat it! Haha!" Looking at Lin Ye, the youth feigned an expression of shock, pointed at the chicken leg on the floor, and burst into laughter.
"Haha! Exactly, eat the chicken legs! We should treat all these paupers to chicken legs!"
"That's right, that's right, let them eat their fill!"
"These paupers will never make it to the second floor in their lives; it's up to us to 'feed' them! Haha!"
Hearing the first youth's words, the other Regular Students couldn't help but join in the laughter.
"Treat me to a chicken leg? Sorry, I think I'll return this one to you!"
Looking at the group of Regular Students leaning against the wooden railing and laughing, a flash of coldness crossed Lin Ye's eyes. He aimed directly at the youth who had thrown the leg and kicked it.
Whoosh!
With a sharp whistle of air, the smashed chicken leg shot upward like a projectile. In the blink of an eye, it flew straight into the open mouth of the laughing youth who had originally thrown it.
"Hahaha... mmmph... urgh—!"
His laughter was cut short as the chicken leg wedged into his mouth. Due to the sudden shock and instinctive reaction, he almost swallowed it. After frantically spitting it out and seeing the dirt still clinging to it, the youth began to dry heave.
While he was gagging, the other youths looked at their own clothes with ugly expressions. When Lin Ye kicked the smashed leg, the high-speed impact caused grease and bits of meat to splatter everywhere, staining their expensive outfits.
Their once clean and luxurious clothes were now covered in filth, causing their anger to explode. However, they didn't blame the boy who started it; instead, they fixed their sights on Lin Ye.
"You bastard, you actually dare to lift a hand against us!"
"It seems the lessons we gave you people before weren't enough!"
"You damn paupers, I'm going to make you pay!"
By the railing, several Regular Students clenched their fists, teeth chattered in rage. They prepared to head downstairs to teach Lin Ye a lesson.
But Lin Ye gave a cold smile. "No need for you to come down. I'm coming up to you!"
With that, Lin Ye sprinted toward the second floor. Before reaching the stairs, he suddenly leaped. He easily cleared five or six meters in height, soaring onto the second floor and landing directly in front of the Regular Students.
"How is this possible?!"
Seeing Lin Ye fly up from the first floor and land before them, the Regular Students were stunned. There was a gap of four to five meters between the floors—how could a "working" student jump that high?
"What, are you all blind? Can't you recognize me? Weren't you going to teach me a lesson? Come on then!" Looking at the five students, Lin Ye beckoned them. His normally calm face was now full of provocation.
"You bastard, don't be too arrogant!" Driven by rage, the pampered Regular Students rushed forward simultaneously, throwing punches at Lin Ye.
"You trash students shouldn't be so cocky!"
Trash? Students?
Lin Ye sneered internally and threw a punch to meet them. Facing their combined assault, he didn't even need to use his Phoenix Dance Six Illusions. With a few simple twists of his body, he evaded every strike and countered with a fist to their faces.
"What?!"
They were horrified to find that Lin Ye had dodged their attacks so easily, but before they could react, his fist grew larger in their vision.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Accompanied by the sound of flesh hitting flesh, the Regular Students screamed as they were sent flying by Lin Ye's iron fists. They tumbled across the floor, only stopping when they slammed into the wall, where they lay moaning in pain.
The commotion on the second floor drew the attention of everyone in the cafeteria.
"Boss is amazing!" Down on the first floor, the boys of Dormitory Seven looked up with expressions of pure worship.
Even Wang Sheng was impressed. Though Lin Ye made it look easy, Wang Sheng knew these Regular Students weren't weak—they were close to his own level. For Lin Ye to crush them so effortlessly meant his strength far exceeded his own.
"Is this all you're capable of?" Lin Ye walked slowly toward the moaning students and spoke indifferently.
"You... don't get cocky. Among the Regular Students, our strength is only average. Beating us is nothing special!" one boy managed to spit out through the pain.
"Since I can beat you easily, I can just as easily beat the strongest among you. To me, you're all the same," Lin Ye replied, still calm.
"You!" The fallen students were livid. They felt insulted by this newcomer's blatant disregard for their status.
"What big words!"
Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from the back of the second floor. Turning toward the sound, they saw a girl dressed in white with snow-white hair, leading a group of students toward them. Her features were delicate but carried an air of heroic coldness.
"Boss Lu Bing!" The defeated students rejoiced as if their savior had arrived.
"This is your boss? A girl?" Lin Ye frowned slightly.
He wasn't discriminating against the girl named Lu Bing; he simply found it strange that these boys would follow a girl as their leader.
"A girl?!"
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lu Bing's face instantly darkened.
Lu Bing seems to take offense at being called a "girl."