Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1080

"Bash him up."

Having said that, a boy walked toward Jenson with his hands on his hips.

"Get up, Jenson. I want to fight with you solo."

"I refuse," Jenson said coolly, darting him a perfunctory glance.

"Hey, just look at his eyes. Are you looking down on m e?" Uncertain, the student turned around and asked his friends.

"Logically speaking, this useless piece of junk isn't supposed to have such a sharp gaze, but you're right, Boss, he did look down on you earlier." "Hehe, Jenson, you have a death wish, do you know that?" With that said, the boy lifted his foot without warning and swung it toward Jenson's neck. Like a sharp axe, his kick came slashing toward Jenson at a speed of light.

"Arghhh!"

Suddenly, a tragic cry pierced the sky.

After hearing the scream, the boy's friends who were smiling smugly at first now had their mouths wide open. They turned pale with fright as if they had just seen a ghost.

Jenson had yet to move.

The bully's leg was dislocated and he remained suspended in the air as though he was on a swing.

"What happened, Boss?"

A few students hurried up to help their boss.

"Didn't you see? He has a helper."

"A helper? Where?"

A silver light flashed by and a young, beautiful girl was seen standing in front of the boys all of a sudden.

She was clad in a silver-white invisibility cloak. At this moment, she took off her invisibility cloak and revealed a pair of wide-leg trousers and a tight-fitting crop top underneath. Like a stunner, she had a hot and sexy figure.

The girl looked to be about 17 or 18 years old. When she was not smiling, she looked just like an icy beauty.

"Whitney Cornelius?"

"That's me." The girl let out a bright smile.

Puzzled, the boys stared at her and asked, "Why are you helping this trash?"

Whitney glanced at the obedient-looking Jenson sitting quietly on one side and chided the boys, "How dare you bully Jenson? I've taken him under my wing. Do you want me to remove all 206 bones from your

bodies?"

A look of terror was plastered across the boys' faces. Whitney might look beautiful, but she had outstanding fighting skills and was also a top-scorer i n martial arts class.

She was known as the queen of martial arts.

No one could win her when it came to fighting-not even when all the martial arts students in the class fought against her at the same time.

"What are you still standing here for? Scram!" Whitney roared.

The boys fled in panic.

Jenson stood up and was about to leave.

Whitney quickly took his hand and smiled brightly. "I'm not asking you to go, Lil' Jens. Sit down. I have things to say to you."

Jenson stuck his hands in his trouser pockets, looking ever unconcerned and undisturbed.

"I have nothing to say to you," Jenson said coolly.

Whitney took his arm refusing to let go. She laughed." Tell me, why didn't you take the martial arts exit examination this time?"

Jenson glared speechlessly at her and thought,' What's the use of taking the exit examination when you're around?'

Whitney was stunned. Every time Jenson saw her, he would look at her with deep resentment in his eyes like she had excavated his ancestor's gravesite.