Trial

As soon as Lin Shuguang arrived in the classroom, Xu Jie grabbed him in a hug.

Before he could push the guy's head away with a look of disgust, Xu Jie said gossipily, "Old Fu was hospitalized! Apparently, he ran into a Demonic Cultivator halfway there, at that abandoned construction site around Long Hu Road. Come to think of it, that place is pretty close to your house... So, did you hear anything from your place last night?"

Lin Shuguang's hand paused.

Coming back to himself, he answered without showing anything, "No."

Xu Jie rubbed his chin. "The news was probably sealed off. I heard the senior students say that even the Special Management Bureau got involved... Which makes sense. Old Fu is a martial artist, after all. When a martial artist gets attacked, a national weapon of mass destruction like that is bound to show up."

A strange glint flashed through Lin Shuguang's eyes. He changed the subject. "How is Old Fu?"

Xu Jie told him everything he knew. "His life isn't in danger, but he'll definitely be bedridden for a while. Oh, right, Old Lin, let me tell you something weird. Didn't I tell you a while ago that a genius had joined my martial arts school?"

Lin Shuguang sat in his seat and replied casually, "I remember. What happened to him?"

Xu Jie sat down right after him, his face full of amazement. "He's been at our martial arts school for less than half a month, and he already learned a Killing Technique."

Lin Shuguang asked strangely, "...Is the Killing Technique hard to learn?"

Xu Jie exaggerated his expression. "Of course it is! A Killing Technique requires a massive amount of Blood Energy to support it. It's like the relationship between a needle and thread, but threading