Mo Yanran's Thoughts

A fragrant breeze wafted over. Mo Yanran, dressed in black leather jacket and pants, her hair tied in a ponytail and a pair of beautiful big eyes blinking, appeared beside Hua Qiang.

Mo Yanran extended a fair, jade-like hand and looked at Hua Qiang. "Let's get acquainted. My name is Mo Yanran, Class 1, Senior Year, First High School."

Looking at this pretty, valiant girl with a somewhat carefree personality, Hua Qiang's favorable impression of her shot upward.

Just as he was about to reach out and shake the girl's hand, a hand stretched over from the side and pulled Mo Yanran's away.

"Yanran, why are you shaking hands with him?"

"What qualifications does this worthless piece of trash have to know you?"

That annoying voice again!

Hua Qiang frowned. This woman really haunted him like a ghost. He didn't seem to have offended her, did he?

He hadn't even eaten her family's rice. Why did she keep targeting him?

He had foolishly fawned over her for two years, bringing her breakfast and fetching her meals every day, only to end up like this.

Sure enough, the saying was true: simps never die a good death!

Murong Qingya looked at Hua Qiang with utter contempt.

"Do you really think your results are real?"

"I don't know what methods or schemes you used to pass the Martial Artists certification."

"But I seriously doubt the authenticity of your results!"

"Even if you used tricks to obtain the status of a Martial Artist, you'll reveal your true colors soon enough!"

Hua Qiang's frown deepened, and his expression turned incomparably grim. This woman had gone too far.

"What do you mean?"

"Tch! What do I mean? Don't you have any fucking clue yourself?"

"Your Blood Qi was only 87 points at school before. In just two days, it soared to 164.6. How is that possible?"

"Even if you took high-grade Blood Qi Powder, it couldn't possibly have such an effect!"

"Besides, your family can't afford such a luxury."

"As for strength, with that fat body of yours, maybe you do have some brute force. I'm willing to believe that. But throwing a punch with 1,253 kilograms of force? Absolutely impossible!"

"Hua Qiang, for the sake of us having been classmates for years, and for the sake of you having pursued me before, let me give you a word of advice:

"Fake things will always be fake. Don't let yourself live in that kind of illusion!"

"Otherwise, what you lose won't be your face—it'll be your life!"

Hua Qiang really wanted to slap her. This woman was being utterly unreasonable and far too noisy!

But then he remembered that this was Martial Arts Association territory. If he really slapped her into tears, it would look bad.

Forget it. A good man didn't fight with a shrew. I'll endure it!

"You're seriously ill. Hurry home and take your medicine. Stop bothering me here!"

"You—"

Murong Qingya was so furious she nearly spat blood. This dead fatso had called her sick again.

"You're the one who's sick! Your whole family is sick!"

Mo Yanran's expression changed as well. How had her childhood friend become like this? It made her thoroughly dislike her!

More importantly, she kept targeting Hua Qiang, which displeased Mo Yanran even more.

This boy, who held extraordinary meaning for her, seemed not to recognize her at all.

Mo Yanran felt deeply disappointed. Had he forgotten her?

Did he not have the slightest impression of her?

"Qingya, why do you keep targeting Hua Qiang? And why are you being so aggressive?"

"How did you become like this? I really don't like it!"

"If you're still going to be this kind of person in the future, then I think the two of us should keep some distance from each other."

"What? Yanran, we grew up together. How can you speak to me like that?"

"How could you criticize me over this worthless piece of trash?"

"Why exactly is that?"

"Could it be that this worthless piece of trash has some kind of connection with you?"

"Impossible! You two live so far apart, you probably haven't even met before. Could our friendship possibly be worth less than this piece of trash?"

"You... I..."

"Hmph!"

"You dead fatso, just wait! I won't let you off!"

Murong Qingya stormed away.

Hua Qiang looked at Mo Yanran in great surprise.

It had been obvious earlier that the relationship between these two girls was anything but ordinary.

He had never expected her to speak up for him, or even anger Murong Qingya into leaving.

Scratching his head, Hua Qiang said awkwardly, "I'm really sorry for causing a conflict between you two!"

Mo Yanran shook her head, the smile remaining on her face, though inwardly she was rather disdainful.

She looked down on women with personalities like Murong Qingya's and had little desire to associate with them.

For the past two days, Murong Qingya had been clinging to her, and Mo Yanran had been too embarrassed to refuse her outright.

Now, she could use this opportunity to put some distance between them.

Someone with that kind of personality would cause trouble sooner or later.

Besides, she disliked Murong Qingya's character as well!

Snobbish, selfish, and somewhat sharp-tongued and mean-spirited.

One could see it from how she kept humiliating Hua Qiang and picking fights with him.

"Actually... my friendship with her isn't that deep."

Mo Yanran looked at Hua Qiang and offered an explanation.

"Hehehe!"

"If that's the case, then I don't have any psychological burden."

Hua Qiang extended his hand seriously. "Let me formally introduce myself. Hua Qiang, Class 18, Senior Year, Eighth High School."

Mo Yanran shook Hua Qiang's hand. "Aren't you here to choose martial arts techniques? If you can't make up your mind, I can help you consider them."

Hua Qiang said happily, "That'd be great. I'm a little indecisive. When there are too many options, my eyes get dazzled."

Mo Yanran looked at Hua Qiang's build, blinked, and then a mischievous smile flashed across her face.

"Seeing how strong you are, I suppose you favor martial arts that are fierce, powerful, and bold?"

"You should choose the Brute Ox Strength cultivation technique, along with the Savage Blade Slash combat skill."

"This path is all about dominance and courage. As the saying goes, one strength can overcome ten techniques; prove the Dao through force. With one slash, all Chimei Wangliang will vanish into smoke and ashes!"

Hua Qiang also felt that it suited him perfectly and immediately nodded.

"I'll take those two!"

He took his card and swiped it over the two martial arts manuals separately.

The Protective Shield opened, and he took out the two martial arts manuals.

He first picked up Brute Ox Strength and flipped through it from beginning to end.

Suddenly, a voice rang out in his mind:

You flipped through Brute Ox Strength once. The panel has automatically recorded this cultivation technique. Brute Ox Strength: Beginner.

Holy shit!

Hua Qiang couldn't help shouting in his heart.

Wasn't this way too easy?

He had reached Beginner level just like that?

He had learned this cultivation technique in under a minute, and it had even formed muscle memory.

Sure enough, the life of a cheat user was something others could only envy!

For an ordinary cultivation technique, it would take at least ten days to half a month to master.

He had merely flipped through it once, taking less than a minute.

If others found out about this, their Dao Hearts would probably shatter.

He put down the cultivation technique in his hand and picked up Savage Blade Slash, flipping through it once.

Less than a minute later, a voice once again rang out in his mind:

You flipped through Savage Blade Slash once. The panel has automatically recorded it. Savage Blade Slash: Beginner!

Yes!

Hua Qiang quietly celebrated in his heart, then looked at Mo Yanran.

"Thank you, Classmate Mo Yanran!"

Mo Yanran rolled her beautiful eyes at him.

"Just call me Yanran. Adding 'classmate' makes it feel so tiresome."

"Fine, then you can call me Hua Qiang or Brother Qiang."

Mo Yanran smiled sweetly. "Then I'll call you Brother Qiang from now on!"

"Um... what are your plans for tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?"

Hua Qiang thought about it, then shook his head. "Nothing planned for now."

"Then great. Let's leave through the South City Gate together and train in Falling Leaf Forest, improving our practical combat abilities!"

Hua Qiang thought for a moment and nodded. "Alright! Then we'll meet at the city gate tomorrow!"