Xiao Chunan's Delusion!

Upon arriving at the training grounds, Su Yuan realized his classmates were already practicing martial arts.

Seeing this, he understood that the General Studies class had most likely been taken over by Teacher Li.

And he had actually been cultivating intensely for an hour right under Teacher Li's nose?

Am I really this brave?

Su Yuan quickly tried to formulate an explanation, but Li Ziquan, who was supervising the students, waved at him first.

"Su Yuan's here, come over quickly."

As she spoke, she asked with apparent concern, "Are you tired from cultivating? Do you want to rest a bit longer?"

Her enthusiasm made Su Yuan almost think she was being sarcastic.

Teacher Li, please don't be like this, I'm scared.

However, Su Yuan soon remembered his encounter with Li Ziquan in the cafeteria.

Clearly, after he had demonstrated the Eighteen Divine Fork Styles back then, Teacher Li had always considered him a promising martial arts talent, which was why she had been so favorable towards him.

So, Teacher Li was genuinely concerned about him.

Su Yuan, whose academic performance had always been mediocre, had never received such treatment before, and he felt a little unaccustomed to it.

He quickly shook his head, indicating that he was perfectly fine.

The classmates practicing martial arts on the field looked at this scene as if they had seen a ghost.

This Teacher Li was notoriously biased, always judging students by their performance rather than their character.

In her eyes, students with martial arts scores below ninety were no different from amoebas.

By that logic, Su Yuan was at best on par with some kind of "little elf with double ponytails," so how had he suddenly earned the treatment of a favored disciple from Teacher Li Ziquan?

Could there be some kind of shady deal involved here that relies heavily on modeling?

Li Ziquan said with a smile, "Su Yuan, I saw your performance outside the cafeteria a couple of days ago. I never expected to have such a hidden martial arts prodigy among my students."

"It's just that I didn't get to see everything when we were in the cafeteria last time. How about you show me now?"

If he had been singled out by Li Ziquan like this before, Su Yuan, who only knew the Eighteen Divine Fork Styles, would have been terrified.

But after receiving one-on-one tutoring from the sacred top student of the grade, he was no longer the same.

"How would you like me to demonstrate, Teacher?"

Su Yuan put his hands behind his back, exuding the aura of a master.

Li Ziquan thought for a moment, then turned to a girl in the crowd who was stretching, her youthful energy practically bursting forth.

"Wu Xingqi, come here and spar with Su Yuan."

"Oh, coming right up!"

Wu Xingqi waved and ran over to Li Ziquan and Su Yuan with her long, straight legs, moving like a gust of wind.

She sized Su Yuan up and down, surprised.

"You've broken through to Qi Cultivation Level 6? No wonder Teacher Li didn't wake you up earlier."

"But this is perfect timing. I'm also at Qi Cultivation Level 6. Although my Spiritual Power data has reached 69.3, we're still in the same realm. I won't be holding back during our spar later."

Looking at the carefree girl before him, whose amber skin was largely exposed, Su Yuan's lips curved slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

He cleared his throat and said righteously, "Classmate Wu Xingqi, although it might sound presumptuous, I have to tell you in advance that your spar with me will definitely not be pleasant. If you can switch with someone else, please do."

As soon as he said this, Wu Xingqi's gaze towards Su Yuan turned dangerous.

"Just broke through to Qi Cultivation Level 6 and you're already thinking of dominating everyone and everything? Hmph, it's just Xiao Chunan's fantasy."

Su Yuan: "..."

If you say that, I won't hold back anymore!

Without another word, Su Yuan calmly assumed his stance. The abyssal Spiritual Power within him surged like a mighty river through his vast meridians.

"Are you ready, Section Chief Su? Then I'm going to make my move!"

Wu Xingqi's lips curled. She lightly pushed off with her explosively powerful calves, and her agile body shot forward like lightning.

In an instant, the dark-skinned girl appeared before Su Yuan, her small fist striking out like a bullet, tearing through the air and creating a sharp whistle.

The power of this punch could rank in the top five of the entire class.

However, in Su Yuan's eyes, this punch was riddled with flaws.

Although the Eighteen Divine Fork Styles couldn't be used with bare hands, his judgment when wielding a fork remained.

No matter where the enemy's attack came from, Su Yuan could anticipate it!

The Pure Devil Heart gave him unparalleled focus, allowing him to react instantly.

In a moment of extreme danger, Su Yuan's body shifted slightly, dodging the fierce punch by a hair's breadth.

At the same time, he raised his elbow and struck the arm joint of Wu Xingqi as she swung.

The Morning Sun Fist Style is called a fist style, but the elbow strike is the most powerful blow among all fist techniques!

Bang--

Elbows met, producing a crisp sound of flesh colliding. Wu Xingqi's delicate body staggered slightly but quickly regained her balance.

She turned her head, looking at Su Yuan who had effortlessly neutralized her attack. A brilliant smile bloomed on her pretty face:

"Section Chief Su, that last collision was really powerful."

Could you please stop saying such suggestive things, young lady?

Under the watchful eyes of his classmates and teacher, Su Yuan felt a cold sweat break out.

Fortunately, the battle was about to end.

The moment his skin touched Wu Xingqi's, a large amount of Abyss Spiritual Power had already surged into the young lady's body.

Wu Xingqi, oblivious, clearly hadn't realized this. She still thought it was a normal clash of Spiritual Power and continued to swing her fists carelessly.

This time, Su Yuan didn't even bother dodging. He casually extended a single finger and, like lightning, tapped the young lady's forearm.

It was an extremely ordinary tap, containing no hidden force or anything else. But the moment it landed, Wu Xingqi felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

"Ah!"

Her delicate body froze on the spot. From the point Su Yuan had touched on her arm, an indescribable tingling sensation flooded half of her body.

If one had to make a comparison, it was like hitting a nerve hard, with every inch of her skin feeling like it was sprinkled with popping candy.

Under the influence of this sensation, the fact that Wu Xingqi could maintain her balance already spoke volumes about her firm Dao Heart.

"You... Su Yuan, how did you do that?"

Wu Xingqi turned her head with difficulty, her pretty face filled with shock.

But immediately after, her face showed a look of determination:

"No matter what method you used just now, I won't surrender easily!"

Saying this, the young lady suppressed her body's discomfort and attempted to throw another punch at Su Yuan.

However, as soon as her body moved, her clothes began to furiously rub against every inch of her skin that came into contact with them.

"Mmm--"

In that instant, Wu Xingqi felt waves of electricity surge into her sea of consciousness, her thoughts instantly going blank.

Under everyone's gaze, Wu Xingqi slowly went limp and sat on the ground like a duck. Her usually bright and expressive eyes had now become vacant.

The entire venue fell silent.