The girls were still shocked by Michelle's move, but as soon as Erin gave the order, they rushed forward to encircle Michelle again.
Michelle fought with precise movements. There was no wasted energy on her part, while the other girls huffed and puffed around her. She dashed around elegantly, quickly dodging their strikes and taking them down one by one. Michelle didn't seriously injure the girls, but definitely taught them a lesson.
Wherever Michelle went, the girls cried out in pain. But Michelle was also hit a few times because she was outnumbered. She didn't exert full force as she was afraid that she would seriously injure them.
"You know kung fu." Erin held her hurt arm and looked at Michelle in disbelief. She finally understood why Michelle was so arrogant. She was an expert in martial arts. It was no wonder that she hadn't taken their provocations seriously at all.
"You didn't expect that, huh? Lucky for me, I know kung fu. I can't imagine what would have happened to me if I didn't." Michelle wiped the blood oozing from the lower corner of her mouth, wondering which bitch had tried to tear her mouth apart.
"Michelle, here's a facial tissue. You're bleeding," Hilda said. She was nervous as hell when the fight broke loose, but she was relieved after she saw Michelle punch the air out of everyone, although she was outnumbered. However, the scar on Michelle's face made her nervous again.
"So, do you want to continue?" Michelle took the tissue from Hilda and wiped the blood off.
"I'm not that stupid. You are obviously stronger than us, I admit that. We are like eggs hurled against a stone. But don't count your chickens before they are hatched. This was just a lucky win. We won't let you win so easily next time," Erin said indignantly. She couldn't beat Michelle, but there must be someone else who could. She had already devised a plan to find a person who was stronger than her and then get her sweet revenge for all this humiliation.
"Since we are done here, I'll be taking my leave," Michelle said with a gloating look. Then she looked in Hilda's direction and said to her, "Let's go, Hilda."
"Are we just going to let her leave?" Watching Michelle leave unharmed, a girl muttered angrily.
"What else do you want to do? She knows kung fu! She took all of us down so easily. I bet she has a complex social background. An ordinary girl wouldn't be able to fight so fiercely," another girl rebutted her angrily. The blood streak at the corners of her mouth indicated that she was hit hard by Michelle.
"We can't beat her ourselves, but we have money to burn. Money makes the mare go," Erin said as she gazed after Michelle's receding figure. There was something cold and sinister in her eyes. She couldn't admit defeat so easily.
"Oh!! I know what you mean, Erin. Even if she had wings, she would hardly be able to fly away!" They all smiled, even in their defeat, as they realized that they could bring in somebody to help them vent their anger.
Michelle and Hilda slowly walked towards their classroom, not knowing that Erin and her lackeys were scheming against her. She would have to suffer some more before she could become truly formidable.
When she got home that evening, she dressed the wound on her face, but it was so serious that the swelling hadn't reduced even though she had applied ice for a long time.
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