Chapter Fifty: Lu Xiaoxiao (Another chapter will be released tonight)

Chapter Fifty: [Lu Xiaoxiao] (There will be another chapter tonight)

Chapter Fifty: [Lu Xiaoxiao]

Lu Xiaoxiao—upon seeing this name, people would surely imagine its owner to be a petite and adorable girl. If so, you would be gravely mistaken!

Alas... in this world, there are far too many examples where names do not match their bearers.

Lu Xiaoxiao was the same age as Chen Xiao and attended Kinder Academy as he did, though they were not in the same class. In truth, Chen Xiao had never paid much attention to the other students; with so many at the school, he only knew Xu Ershao and a few members of the karate club, and now, of course, Xiao Qing and the Cabbage Girl.

As for the rest, it was likely that even if they stood before him, Chen Xiao could not recall their names.

His lonely childhood, coupled with mild introversion after his parents' passing, made such behavior from Chen Xiao rather understandable.

Yet, when he arrived at school the next morning and glimpsed Lu Xiaoxiao from afar, he could not help but sigh.

What an apt case of a name failing to match its bearer!

Lu Xiaoxiao was not "small" at all. Quite the contrary—judging by her build, Chen Xiao thought she should be renamed "Lu Fatty" or "Lu Biggie."

It was not that Chen Xiao was being overly sharp; he had simply come to realize that people's names rarely fit their actual selves. Take, for example, the couple known as Water and Fire (Soft Xiao and Mighty Meng).

Lu Xiaoxiao stood a full one hundred seventy-five centimeters tall—generally, girls above this height would opt for a modeling career.

Yet Lu Xiaoxiao was not among them. Besides her height, her weight was substantial: seventy-five kilograms, matching the last two digits of her height.

She was not the sort of "plump girl" one might imagine, but rather appeared somewhat "swollen."

Her shoulders were too broad, her arms too sturdy, her waist... well, she could almost be described as waistless.

It is worth mentioning that Lu Xiaoxiao was also a sports enthusiast.

But do not misunderstand—not volleyball or basketball, even with her outstanding height among girls.

No, her passion was... judo!

Incidentally, Lu Xiaoxiao had a nickname:

Four-Browed Lu Xiaofeng!

Not because she sported a dashing moustache like Lu Xiaofeng, but because girls with a more robust build often have slightly denser body hair. Lu Xiaoxiao, perhaps due to a different balance of male and female hormones than most girls, had heavier facial hair, and a faint down was visible on her upper lip.

In fact, Lu Xiaoxiao was not ugly; her physique and appearance simply contrasted sharply with the cute name "Xiaoxiao."

At noon, Chen Xiao stood on the sports field, watching Lu Xiaoxiao and a group of girls whispering together.

Lu Xiaoxiao's outfit struck Chen Xiao as highly distinctive—he couldn't help but wonder why he'd never noticed such a unique girl before.

Miss Lu wore a long-sleeved T-shirt, with bold lettering on the back: "Handsome guys, drop dead! Beautiful girls, drop dead!"

And on the chest: "Couples, drop dead! Drop dead, drop dead!"

Chen Xiao sighed. Who would have thought this wealthy heiress was a die-hard fan of the "Drop Dead Club"?

As he watched from afar, someone clapped Chen Xiao's shoulder heavily from behind.

No need to ask—only Xu Ershao could greet him this way.

Chen Xiao turned, gazing silently at Xu Yifan. Xu Ershao sported designer casual wear, high-end sunglasses, and a dazzling, sunny smile.

"Hey, little Xu, let me ask you something." Chen Xiao hesitated, gesturing toward the group of girls in the distance. "You're the school's most famous playboy, surely you know all the girls' profiles. Are you familiar with Lu Xiaoxiao?"

Xu Ershao's jaw dropped as if he could swallow an egg. He removed his sunglasses, stared at Chen Xiao, and reached out to feel his forehead. "Xiao Wu, you aren't feverish, are you? If you fancied any other girl, I wouldn't be surprised. But... Lu Xiaoxiao?"

He suddenly lowered his voice, his expression changing. "Are you strapped for cash lately? Planning to become a kept man and hook a rich girl?"

"Pah!" Chen Xiao laughed and cursed, then said seriously, "I have my reasons for asking. Will you answer or not?"

Xu Ershao scratched his head. "Of course I know her. My old man is good friends with Lu Xiaoxiao's dad, and we've known each other since childhood. But... we've never gotten along; we've always rubbed each other the wrong way."

Why?

Chen Xiao was surprised!

With Xu Ershao's handsome looks and enviable family background, he was generally adored by girls—he was the darling of all!

Xu Ershao looked awkward and discreetly pointed at Lu Xiaoxiao. "Didn't you see what's printed on her shirt? 'Handsome guys, drop dead!'"

Chen Xiao sighed, stroking his chin and pondering—how could he get acquainted with her?

As he mused, Lu Xiaoxiao and her group had left the field, hurrying toward the school's sports center.

Chen Xiao didn't wait; he immediately chased after them. Behind him, Xu Ershao gaped at his back in astonishment, stamped his foot, and followed.

It was lunchtime, but the door to Kinder Academy's sports center was packed with people! It seemed the entire school's male population had gathered there!

Looking around, the largest activity hall's entrance was nearly bursting. Many boys wore sports gear, turning the place into something of a world-class sportswear fashion show, each itching for action.

There were few girls present. Lu Xiaoxiao pulled a few along, pushing through the crowd. Many boys hurriedly stepped aside for her, making it easy for Lu Xiaoxiao to forge a path inside.

"What's going on?" Chen Xiao eyed the throng. While the sports center was usually busy, today's crowd was unprecedented.

Xu Ershao grinned. "Don't you know? You chatted up Xiao Qing the other day, didn't you?"

"Hmph, you dare mention Xiao Qing?" Chen Xiao gave Xu Ershao a strange look. "Careful, if I tell the truth, she'll break your legs."

Xu Ershao was nonchalant. "You're not the type to betray a brother; I'm not worried." He paused, then smiled. "Xiao Qing's arrival set all the boys abuzz. And you know she's trained in martial arts—just a few days ago, she threw Young Master Ma from the martial arts club out of the karate club in front of everyone. The news shocked everyone! She's like a rose with thorns! Xiao Qing announced that she's secured student council approval to rent the largest venue in the sports center and open a new martial arts club. Today is the first day—are you interested?"

A martial arts club? Recruiting members?

Chen Xiao glanced at Xu Ershao. "Why aren't you joining? Where there's a beauty, you're always present."

Xu Ershao puffed his chest, beaming. "Who says I'm not? Didn't you forget? A few days ago, I officially left the karate club. Now, I'm the vice president of the new martial arts club! Otherwise, do you think a newcomer like Xiao Qing could get student council approval to form a club?"

As they spoke, a loud commotion erupted from the hall. Someone shouted: "Another one's out! Make way... get him to the infirmary!"

Several people carried a stretcher with a man in white practice attire lying on it, unconscious, a dark bruise evident on his face.

The crowd buzzed:

"Sigh, that's number eight today. Are there any more willing to throw themselves in?"

"Yeah, I heard this beauty is fierce. On her second day, she went around challenging every combat club!"

"Right, I think some who lost before brought in outside help—some professionals, even. But no one lasts more than two rounds against her..."

"Seriously? That wild? Who'd dare try to woo such a beauty?"

Listening to the chatter, Chen Xiao grew curious—remembering Xiao Qing's formidable skills that day...

Xu Ershao slapped Chen Xiao and, like a magician, produced an application form from his pocket, handing it over. "Don't say I don't look out for my brothers! Our new club isn't open to just anyone; to join, you must pass my master's personal assessment... Her fists and feet are not for the faint-hearted! So, as vice president, I'm opening a back door for you. Here, I've filled out the form; just sign your name, and you'll be the club's first official member."

With that, Xu Ershao dragged Chen Xiao through the crowd into the hall.

Xu Ershao was renowned at Kinder Academy—who would dare block his way? The two slipped inside with ease.

Inside, they saw a large circle of people surrounding the center, where stood Xiao Qing, the beautiful martial artist, dressed in a simple white traditional practice outfit, thin-soled cloth shoes at her feet, her long hair gently tied up, arms relaxed at her sides, her expression calm as she faced several opponents.

In that moment, Chen Xiao felt an illusion—a sense that Xiao Qing's stunning beauty faded into the background, replaced by an indescribable serenity and vastness!

Standing there, Xiao Qing seemed to transform into a boundless sea, a deep and unfathomable ancient well—her face tranquil, without a ripple, her bearing awe-inspiring!

Especially her eyes, once as limpid as autumn waters, now veiled by a faint mist, making her gaze inscrutable. And as she looked at you now, there was not a hint of worldly emotion.

Chen Xiao had never understood what novels meant by the bearing of a "master," but witnessing Xiao Qing now, he was suddenly enlightened.

"Go on, what are you waiting for!"

A sharp, raspy voice rang out; Chen Xiao smiled—it was an old acquaintance.

Young Master Ma, the one Xiao Qing had thrown out of the karate club that day, now brought in experts to challenge the club. Behind him stood two burly men, faces fierce and intimidating—clearly no ordinary characters.

At Ma's command, a short-haired man strode forward, his steps steady as if driving stakes into the ground. His arms swung powerfully, muscles bulging beneath his sleeves.

He faced Xiao Qing, showing no sign of underestimating her because she was a young woman—after all, everyone had seen her dispatch several opponents with ease.

He was tense inside, unlike Ma, who was all bluster. This man was a true practitioner, well aware of his own abilities. As they say, "A skilled hand reveals all," and he'd just witnessed Xiao Qing flatten several fighters in succession. Though he couldn't gauge her exact level, he was certain she was above him.

But, as his boss commanded, he had no choice but to step up.

Taking a deep breath, the man carefully produced a cloth pouch from his chest, extracting a dozen metal rings, which he slipped onto his forearms.

Xiao Qing watched calmly, smiling faintly as he donned the rings, her voice light: "Ah, a master of Iron Wire Fist. Please, show me your skills."

She stepped back half a pace, raising one hand in an elegant gesture—inviting him to begin.

The man looked grave, arms covered in iron rings, clinking as he shook them and suddenly struck a stance.

Chen Xiao, observing, was struck by a sudden thought. Without drawing attention, he eased back through the crowd, producing a portable detector from his pocket, placing it on his ear, and pressing the fingerprint scanner on its earpiece...

Crackle!

A faint burst of data sounded in his earpiece. Soon, his left lens captured the outline of the man with iron rings, and a string of data appeared beneath...

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