I Am Still Su Tu

That was a voice formed from Mind Power. Its words carried not only a violent aura, but also a highly threatening mental assault.

It pressed down on Su Tu continuously and invisibly.

This assault did not target reality. It struck directly at Su Tu's mind.

A trace of disdain hid in the man's eyes.

Before coming to the school, he had already made inquiries and memorized the appearances of the major families' heirs and the dojo successors. Those were people he needed to avoid, or they would affect his plans.

But this kid before him had an unfamiliar face and was clearly not one of them. He had probably just stumbled into some dumb luck and caught the eye of an unknown martial artist, who had then taught him a cultivation method.

Hmph! A brat who doesn't know his place only needs a little mental pressure to behave.

The man stopped paying attention to Su Tu and continued explaining the benefits of the Martial Dao to the students. His voice carried traces of Mind Power, stirring the Elite Class students until their blood boiled.

They stared blankly at the heroic martial artists in the projection.

Quite a few students even slapped their desks, eager to sign up for the Martial Examination. They had completely forgotten how much sweat and effort they had put into preparing for the college entrance examination.

Their eyes reddened and their heads heated up. They wanted to ask their Class Teacher for registration forms without even discussing it with their parents.

The Class Teacher's state was also very wrong at that moment.

Liu Yingjiao had been a Class Teacher for decades. She knew better than anyone how risky it was for students to suddenly switch to an unfamiliar examination at such a time.

Under normal circumstances, a responsible teacher like her would have a serious talk with every student, make them think it through carefully, and only then let them decide.

But today, at this moment, when Teacher Liu heard that students wanted to register, she actually pulled up the registration website on the class computer. A virtual display appeared in midair, and she was about to help the students who wanted to take the Martial Examination submit their applications right away.

Seeing this, the corner of the man's lips curled upward.

"Register. All of you, register. Those who have fallen into emptiness, I will save you."

His voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. His hands clasped together, and whether intentionally or not, his fingertips scraped across his arm, leaving a long bloody gash.

But just as the first student who wanted to register was about to scan his iris—

Knock, knock, knock~

A series of knocks abruptly rang out in the classroom. The sound was not loud, but at that moment, it was like a great bell, striking heavily against every student's mind.

In an instant, the students seemed to calm down.

"Children, changing exams isn't a small matter. You should discuss it properly with your parents first!" Liu Yingjiao was the first to come to her senses. Before the student could scan his iris, she directly shut down the virtual projection.

The students who had wanted to register also calmed down. They did not know why they had suddenly gotten so worked up and wanted to sign up for the Martial Examination.

Afterward, they all returned to their seats sheepishly.

The smile on the man's face instantly froze.

He looked toward the source of the sound and saw Su Tu resting his chin on one hand while casually tapping the desk with the other in boredom.

He had made that sound just now.

He had infused Mind Power into it, breaking the man's mental suggestion.

How could this kid so easily shake off my mental pressure? He stared at Su Tu with hostile eyes.

Yet Su Tu did not even glance at him.

The mental assault the man was so smug about felt like nothing more than a breeze to Su Tu. It was not even as intense as the presence of Big Cat and Green Snake in his True Self World.

Su Tu never claimed to be a good person or a gentleman.

The matter of the Martial Examination involved too much and was too significant. It was not something a greenhorn who had just entered the Martial Dao could handle.

When he discovered that the man was using Mind Power to lure students into registering for the Martial Examination, he had assumed it was the Federation's decision. Thus, he had not interfered with the other students and had only snapped his childhood friend awake.

But just now, when the man had tried to pressure him with Mind Power—

Su Tu had sensed something ominous within it.

The man's mind was viscous and bizarre. The instant Su Tu made contact with it, he felt that something was wrong.

Mind Power was a reflection of a person. This man might be a terrorist, a mercenary, or an assassin, but he definitely was not a Martial Dao teacher sent by the Federation to recruit students.

There was something strange about this man. He had definitely come to the academy for another purpose!

Su Tu could have stayed out of this matter, but after three years as classmates, the bonds were real. Every student in the class shared at least some friendship with him.

When Tang Long had come looking for trouble, they had even joined Chen Xi in putting on an act to help him.

It had not done much good, but the sentiment had been sincere.

Su Tu sighed inwardly. I am still Su Tu, after all.

And so, he had tapped the desk just now and exposed the man's mental suggestion.

"Very good. This is not a small matter, after all. It is only natural for the students to think it over. I understand," the man said. His eyes stared coldly at Su Tu, but his voice remained gentle, as though he truly were a teacher who cared for his students.

"Once you've made up your minds, just contact your Class Teacher to register. I'll be leaving first."

As he spoke, the man walked toward the classroom door. But just before he left, he seemingly turned back casually and looked at Su Tu.

"Good boy! Good boy!"

A cold, venomous voice suddenly rang beside Su Tu's ear.

Su Tu raised his eyes and met the man's gaze.

Behind those seemingly resolute eyes lurked an indescribable filth and corruption, brewing with a nauseating aura.

The next moment—

A phantom formed from Mind Power shot out from the man's forehead.

"You dare ruin my plans? Then I will destroy your mind!"

The cold voice rang out as the man continued walking out of the classroom.

Yet from Su Tu's perspective, the man's mind had transformed into a phantom and charged straight toward him.

His plans had been ruined by a mere insect, and he was furious. He would thoroughly crush this insect's mind, make him suffer worse than death, and turn him into a complete cripple.

The next moment, his mind entered Su Tu's mind.

"You actually dared to ruin my plans! Do you know that you are obstructing humanity's path to happiness?"

"Tell me, don't you deserve to die? Don't you deserve to become a cripple?"

His mind roared and howled, wanting to see Su Tu's mind tremble in fear.

But when he came back to his senses and looked around, the savage terror on his face froze.

"Th-This... how is this possible? You actually constructed a True Self World!" the man said in disbelief.

At that moment, he had entered Su Tu's True Self World.

The strange rocks surrounding Black Mountain seemed to come alive, radiating a baleful aura that made him shudder and suppressed his mind.

A Green Snake coiled in the sky. Four claws seemed to flicker in and out of sight beneath its body, while its cold eyes swept over him, intentionally or otherwise, sending chills through his entire body.

Youth stood before him, neither sorrowful nor joyful. His hand gently stroked White Tiger's head, and White Tiger narrowed its eyes in pleasure.

A pure killing intent that soared to the heavens locked firmly onto the man from White Tiger.

"I didn't catch what you said just now. Could you say it again?" Youth's voice was gentle. Pale and crimson moonlight intertwined, casting him as though he were a god... or a demon!