A reversal of fortune and victory in a world hated by all girls!

This time, Long Ying had nowhere to dodge. Just when she thought the punch was about to hit her, Long Ying reached out and took the punch head-on!

The fist and palm collided violently, producing a loud sound, and the burly man's punch was completely blocked.

Aoi Natsuki was dumbfounded. How could such thin arms withstand such a powerful punch? This was simply too outrageous!

Long Ying reacted quickly and punched another burly man to the ground.

Thus, both of them were defeated.

Aoi Natsuki breathed a sigh of relief, but just as she did, Ryuzakura's ears twitched, and she turned around and rushed in that direction, throwing a punch right in her face!

But when he noticed it was Natsuki, his fist stopped ten centimeters away from his face.

Aoi Natsuki wondered if she was hallucinating.

I really felt a gust of wind blow my hair back just now!

“Natsuki!” Ryuzakura exclaimed with delight.

"Oh...hi, I've come to visit you." For some reason, Aoi Natsuki's lips felt a little numb.

"Okay!" Long Ying nodded vigorously, then turned to look at the two burly men below, "Then you two can go back to the martial arts school first. You don't need to keep me company here."

This... is it considered a way to relieve boredom...?

"Yes, Miss."

"Then let's hurry back too." Long Ying, who had been full of fighting spirit just now, returned to the ward with her.

Longying took the cane that was leaning against the wall and moved forward little by little.

"What you were doing just now was..."

"They're just the martial arts school members fooling around. Don't worry about it too much; they'll be fine."

"But I just saw you take such a strong punch from them. Aren't you feeling any discomfort?"

"Of course not! Our training methods are very scientific!"

Is this scientific?

Is it really scientific to be able to catch such a punch?

Natsuki Aoi began to doubt whether she truly understood the worldview of the world she was in.

The two walked down the corridor, and soon Aoi Natsuki noticed something peculiar.

He stopped, his gaze sweeping over her entire body, before slowly asking his question: "Long Ying, have you... grown taller?"

Compared to before, Aoi Natsuki felt an even stronger sense of admiration for her. Putting aside psychological factors, she really seemed to have grown taller!

Long Ying laughed and said dismissively, "Idiot, what's so strange about me growing a little taller at my age?"

"So now you..."

"I'm about 1.82 meters tall."

"..." Good heavens, Natsuki Aoi thought to herself.

He's 1.78 meters tall, but height between men and women isn't determined by numbers, but by comparison. Women with good body proportions generally appear taller than men of the same height. And if someone is four centimeters taller on top of that, that's simply...

"Haha, it's true, Natsuki, you look so tiny right now." Ryuzakura laughed heartily and then reached out to touch the top of his head.

This is the first time a girl has ever touched the top of her head!

This feeling is truly quite peculiar!

The two returned to their private hospital room, where Aoi Natsuki opened a bento box for her. This time, he had specially made a large portion, with both pork and beef, to satisfy Ryuzakura's cravings.

"Thank you!" Long Ying happily began to eat. She was someone who didn't compromise on food at all, after all, she was the kind of person who once ate three hamburger meals in front of her and still felt it wasn't enough.

But for some reason, the way she was eating so heartily, she seemed to be really enjoying herself.

There's also a strange kind of cuteness about it.

"Natsuki, could you go to the nurses' station and tell them that it's time for my IV drip?"

"Okay," Natsuki Aoi replied, getting up and leaving the ward.

When he arrived at the nurses' station, he could only give an awkward smile as the nurse gave him a hostile look. He still lived in a world where he was disliked by countless women. Just to say something, he had to repeat himself to her several times before she would give a lukewarm "Oh".

Okay, at least the intention was conveyed.

Just as Aoi Natsuki was about to go back, he saw a group of red-haired girls in casual clothes walking out of the stairwell in the distance. At first glance, he mistook her for Ryuzakura, but upon closer inspection, she was just a girl who was only about 1.55 meters tall.

Despite their significant height difference, why do I sometimes feel that they look very similar?

Aoi Natsuki glanced at her again, and the red-haired girl also glanced at him sideways. A flash of white light appeared for half a second, and then disappeared.

He moved from his left to his right and then entered Ryuzakura's private hospital room.

Ok?

Was it someone I knew?

Chapter 80 The Fan and Ma families are not to be trifled with!

As Aoi Natsuki walked back to the door of the ward, wondering whether she should wait a moment before going in, she heard a series of strange noises coming from inside.

It sounded like a piece of wood breaking!

He hurriedly opened the door, and was then shocked by what he saw.

Long Ying, who was lying on the bed, had now fallen face down to the ground. The bedside table next to her was now half a meter in front of her, tilted over, with the cabinet door open, and some oval-shaped fruits such as apples and oranges had rolled all over the floor.

The short, red-haired girl stood with her hands in her pockets, watching the fallen Ryuu Sakura.

"you……"

"Dragon Cherry!"

Natsuki Aoi called out her name.

His tone was also urgent.

Come to think of it, Ryuzakura is indeed part of the Hokkaido Girls group with the other two girls, and her family owns a martial arts school, so she might have made enemies outside! Ah, what a miscalculation! I didn't expect it to be such a young girl who came!

The red-haired girl twitched her ears slightly, turned her head, and the next second her body approached like a gust of wind. Aoi Natsuki didn't even have time to react!

"Wait a moment!"

The dragon cherry on the ground suddenly made a sound.

The red-haired girl also suddenly stopped moving.

“Dragon Sakura…” Aoi Natsuki frowned. Could it be that they’re going to keep hitting her? She’s still a patient!

He was extremely nervous at that moment, waiting to see how things would unfold.

Can……

"Ah? Sorry, sorry, it's a misunderstanding! Blade, this person isn't an enemy." Ryuzakura raised her head, a bright smile on her face.

Eh?

"Is that so? But I sensed a very bad aura about him." The red-haired girl resumed her standing posture, staring intently at him.

Natsuki Aoi was clearly the most confused person.

"She, you..."

Long Ying laughed again, then rolled over and stood up on one leg: "This is my friend, Renzi. We've been fighting since we were kids. Every time we meet, we have to fight to exchange feelings. Ah... today was a crushing defeat."

Blade snorted and then bent down to pick up the scattered fruit: "If Longying hadn't injured your foot, we wouldn't have taken so long to decide the winner."

"Haha, you're right."

Looking at the suddenly harmonious scene before her, Aoi Natsuki let out a long breath.

"That startled me. I thought someone had come looking for revenge." Aoi Natsuki also stepped forward to help. "Since you're friends, and Ryuzakura is injured, do you still have to fight every time you meet? Don't you think that's strange?"

He had barely uttered his question when he expected a wave of reflection, but to his surprise, both girls turned to look at him simultaneously.

Long Ying's expression also turned serious, and she said, "Any real battle has no preparation time; it always happens suddenly. No matter if you have a cold, are seriously ill, are unconscious, have a broken bone, or any other negative condition, you still need to face this battle because all battles are decided unilaterally."

“Yes, it seems your friend’s idea is really naive,” Blade chimed in, her pupils gradually lighting up with a fiery light. “To increase your chances of winning in this slump, you have to make good use of everything. Like in this hospital room, the lever behind the bed that controls the height, the picture frames hanging on the wall, the sharp wood chips from the broken bedside table—all of these can be used as tools to turn the tide. Only in this way can it be a real battle.”

hiss……

Just hearing about it makes me feel impressed but I don't understand it.

Is it despicable? But when faced with a life-threatening battle, what she said was so true. After all, the human body has its limits, and it's right to make good use of the tools around us.

It's like how no one can beat Jackie Chan in a furniture store; it's the same principle.

Natsuki Aoi didn't speak, she just nodded slightly.

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed a bit tense, Long Ying quickly said, "Renzi, he doesn't practice martial arts, he's just an ordinary person."

You said it! You've finally revealed the fact that you're not ordinary people at all!

Blade was stunned: "Liar?! He clearly has such a strong aura about him, yet he's not a martial artist...?"

She was very puzzled.

It's that ethereal, elusive theory again.

Aoi Natsuki gave an awkward laugh: "I think... it must be something else."

Blade opened her eyes wide and pouted.

She has a particularly cute appearance, and even her voice is befitting of a young girl.

Aoi Natsuki also noticed that her eye color was a rare light blue; was she of mixed race...?

"Other things..." Blade poked her cheek with her finger, "Stand users?"

"Hey, hey, hey, that's way too far off the mark!"

"Hey, I thought that as long as I practiced martial arts hard, I could also become a Stand user in the future."

"That's absolutely impossible!"

At this moment, Long Ying patted Renzi on the shoulder: "Renzi is different from me. I went to run a martial arts school with my grandfather after I finished my second year of high school, while Renzi is now a freshman at Tokyo Institute of Technology."

"What! She's a college student?!" Natsuki Aoi was extremely surprised.