Slam Dunking Su Weiyang

When Jiang Liu and Li Dongze returned to the classroom from the Illusion Realm map, a group of classmates immediately surrounded them, bombarding them with questions.

"What kind of map was the second round, was it difficult?"

"How was it? Did you two make it to the third round?"

"Are there any potential strong opponents? We'll take care of them for you tonight!"

As the only two people in the entire class to reach the second round, Jiang Liu and Li Dongze felt immense anticipation. If either of them won the Parkour King title, Third Middle School's Grade 12 Class 3 would be famous throughout the city. The other classmates would also feel proud and have bragging rights.

Parkour King? Oh yeah, that's my classmate, we peed together for three years.

"Of course we made it!"

Li Dongze said with his chin held high, a smug expression on his face. "My family is a big deal. How many people in this city are worthy of sitting at the same table as my father? This is just a small event, I'll win it with a flick of my wrist!"

His arrogant expression was only possible because no one saw him looking like a dead dog from exhaustion.

Jiang Liu was much more low-key than Li Dongze. He replied with a reserved smile, "Although it was a bit difficult, we managed to enter the third round."

After they answered, the entire class erupted in cheers and applause.

"Awesome, Brother Ze! Drinks tonight!"

"As expected of you, Brother Ze! Aren't you treating us to a meal?"

"No, Brother Ze is treating with his money. Jiang Liu, what's your excuse?"

"He's relying on luck."

Li Dongze was feeling a bit puffed up from the praise, but his expression immediately soured when someone mentioned Jiang Liu. He pouted and said sarcastically, "He's a lucky emperor, pulling a high-grade magic artifact in a single draw and getting a top-grade spirit root in one go."

"It's like he owns the permanent gacha pool, pulling magic tools is as easy as stocking up. Money can't compare to that."

Classmates: "..."

It was then that they remembered seeing Jiang Liu covered in shiny magic tools in the first round, with wings on his back.

At the time, they thought Jiang Liu was showing off with borrowed items, but they never expected...

"Damn it, I hate lucky emperors the most in my life!"

"A top-grade spirit root in one go? Holy crap, you already have a top-grade spirit root?"

"Damn it! Jiang Liu, you bastard!"

After learning the origin of Jiang Liu's magic tools, fierce accusations echoed through the classroom. They made no secret of their envy, jealousy, and hatred.

You're afraid your brother is living poorly, but even more afraid he's driving a Range Rover. That was probably the sentiment.

Jiang Liu's face darkened as he listened. If they keep talking, I'll just put on all my magic tools and blind them every day!

Just then, the Head Teacher walked in from outside. Frowning at the chaotic classroom, she called out, "Quiet!"

"Jiang Liu, come with me. The Principal wants to see you!"

"Get lost, all of you! Not cultivating, are you?"

Jiang Liu grumbled as he pushed through the circle of classmates and followed the Head Teacher out of the classroom. "Old Head Teacher, why does the Principal want to see me?"

"How should I know?"

The Head Teacher replied, leading Jiang Liu to the Principal's office. She shoved Jiang Liu inside and instructed, "Take good care of him."

Jiang Liu stumbled into the Principal's office, and a wave of scorching heat hit him. Besides the Principal, there was a fiercely burning fireball in the room. The fireball seemed even more ferocious, making it almost impossible to see the human figure within.

He glanced suspiciously at Su Weiyang and greeted the Principal, "Hello, Principal. What do you need me for?"

The sixty-year-old Principal stood at the edge of the room, his face flushed red from the intense heat. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he forced a smile and said, "Student Jiang, congratulations on reaching the third round of the event. I've called you here because I need you to help Su Weiyang."

"Help her?"

Jiang Liu blinked, confused. "How?"

With that massive fireball standing there, he didn't dare to get close. The flames, a combination of the Pure Yang Body and the top-grade fire spirit root, were something even the Thousand Hammer Golden Body couldn't withstand.

"Ahem, aren't you a top-grade water spirit root?"

The Principal coughed lightly. "Water counters fire. Let's see if your water spiritual energy can suppress her intense flames."

"As you can see, she's almost unrecognizable. It's already severely impacting her normal life. You are both the pride of Third Middle School, so helping each other is always the right thing to do."

Use my water spiritual energy to suppress her flames?

Jiang Liu was stunned. He looked at Su Weiyang, examining her from head to toe, and hesitated, "I'll try, but I can't guarantee success."

He didn't really mind. After all, she was a classmate. Helping out casually wouldn't be any trouble.

Moreover, she was a naturally born Pure Yang Body with a naturally born top-grade spirit root. When it came time to establish a Sect, such a genius would be a top choice for an elder.

Regardless of anything else, let her owe me a favor first.

"Su Weiyang, sit down cross-legged first," Jiang Liu said to her.

"Thank you, Jiang Liu. I'm sorry for the trouble," Su Weiyang said. She obediently sat on the ground. She knew her situation better than anyone. If even a top-grade water spirit root was useless, then there would likely be no solution in the short term.

Jiang Liu sat one meter away from Su Weiyang, feeling the flames burning his face. The water spiritual energy within him surged, and he rubbed his hands together, saying with a grave expression, "Control yourself a bit, I'm about to start."

"Which way?"

Su Weiyang gazed at Jiang Liu, who was fully supporting her, then looked at his hands radiating a watery sheen. As if recalling something, she hesitated and asked, "Can't you do it from behind?"

Sitting one meter apart, face-to-face, hands, about to begin.

Even though she was engulfed in flames, she was still a young maiden.

"No need."

Jiang Liu replied nonchalantly, reaching out a hand directly.

"Wait!"

Su Weiyang's eyes flashed, and just as she was about to pull back, she suddenly froze.

She saw that the water-imbued palm was not reaching for her chest but instead covering her head.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Liu asked, his hand wrapped in water spiritual energy, stopping just outside the raging flames, his voice filled with confusion.

"Sorry, it's nothing now."

Su Weiyang felt a slight embarrassment, gently brushed her hair aside, and said with an unchanged expression, "Continue."

Jiang Liu nodded. Water spiritual energy surged, and with his hand forming a claw, he reached into the ball of flames, his eagle-like grip directly clamping onto Su Weiyang's crown.

Hiss!

So hot!

But... it didn't feel as intense as the hammer from the Thousand Hammer Golden Body.

He held Su Weiyang's head with one hand, ignoring the scorching flames. The water spiritual energy within him flowed out from his palm, neutralizing the heat while slowly seeping into Su Weiyang's body.

The spiritual energy from the top-grade water spirit root was extremely potent. The moment the water spiritual energy surged out, the raging flames around Su Weiyang receded significantly, gradually revealing her ordinary form.

However, in less than two seconds, as if sensing an external invasion, Su Weiyang's Pure Yang Body and top-grade fire spirit root began to counterattack. The flames surged once more, engaging in a mid-air battle with Jiang Liu's water spiritual energy.

So resilient?

Jiang Liu frowned slightly, his grip unconsciously tightening. Su Weiyang couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, gritting her teeth in secret.

This is my head, not a basketball!

"Um... never mind, it's fine."