Over the past ten years, Kingsley had fought numerous bloody battles. Having gone through almost 1,000 battles of various scales, he had sustained countless injuries. To him, common injuries like knife wounds or gunshot wounds were part of everyday life, not to mention all kinds of burns, frostbites, and corrosive injuries that had left numerous scars on his body. On the one hand, this was how he had distinguished himself in action and become Ares, the God of War who was feared by enemies. On the other hand, however, this was also why Alice had burst into tears of anguish when she saw his body last time. Having gone through so many trials, he had a much stronger physique than an ordinary person could. To him, Calvin's Taekwondo wasn't much different from a tickle.

However, Calvin didn't know these things, so he felt as though his world had been turned upside down. With a look of disbelief, he yelled at the top of his voice, "W-What trick did you use?! How could you not suffer any injury?! I don't understand! I can't figure it out!"

"There are lots of things that you can't figure out," Kingsley said coldly. "Remember to learn to rein yourself in in the future. Otherwise, you might end up hurting yourself instead. Since you're still in an ivory tower, I'll forgive you this time. If you're still unrepentant, then I'm not gonna show you mercy again!"

Whoa! At the sight of this, everyone at the scene was stupefied. The room burst into an uproar, especially the several guys who had been flattering Calvin loudly just now—they were now stunned on the spot with looks of stupefaction!

"W-What's going on here? Don't tell me that the sound of bones breaking just now actually came from Calvin?!"


"Hiss… Is this guy's body made of iron or something? President Giuliani has really gotten into trouble today!"

Kingsley kicked Calvin as the latter was lying on the ground. "Come on. Lick up the soup, and the matter between us today will be over."

Feeling spasms of pain all over his body, Calvin said falteringly, "D-Didn't you say you'd forgive me? Why do you still want me to lick—"

"I mean that I'll spare your life, but I'm not saying that I'm gonna forgive you for dirtying my shirt," Kingsley said icily. "You should know that one has to pay the price for the wrongs they've committed."

Hearing his icy voice, Calvin instantly gave a shudder; he lowered his eyes, which had been tinged with blood in the first place. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot as a hint of venom flickered across them. A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him, he told himself inwardly. Then, clenching his teeth, he roared, "Okay! I'll lick it up!" With that, he stuck out his tongue and began licking the dirty soup on the floor right away.

"Holy crap! P-President Giuliani is licking the soup on the floor!"

"Oh my God! There really is a tough guy among this year's freshmen!"

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