Your Own Mediocrity Is Terrifying, but Your Brother's Success Is Even More Heart-Wrenching!

Many people thought the sparring match between Wu Xingqi and Su Yuan would end very quickly.

But that was under the assumption that Su Yuan would be knocked flat.

The result, however, was that Wu Xingqi had somehow collapsed to the ground in less than ten seconds.

What exactly had Su Yuan done, and why had Wu Xingqi suddenly crumpled to the ground, unable to move? None of the students had any idea.

They were all dumbfounded.

"Xingqi, are you okay?"

After a while, one of the girls who was fairly close to Wu Xingqi finally couldn't help asking.

She wanted to go over and help Wu Xingqi up, but a cool voice stopped her:

"Don't touch her. She can't move yet. The more she moves, the worse it'll get."

"O-okay, Class Monitor."

The girl hurriedly nodded.

The one who had spoken was naturally Chen Nuoyi.

As the first person to experience the power of Abyssal Spiritual Power, she understood better than anyone how terrifying it was.

While tutoring Su Yuan last night, even though she drove the Abyssal Spiritual Power out of her body the moment it entered, every time her body still experienced a few shudders that threatened to shake her Dao Heart.

And Wu Xingqi had taken a large, concentrated dose of Su Yuan's Abyssal Spiritual Power without knowing what it was. Wouldn't that make her body at least ten or twenty times more sensitive than usual?

In that state, even a breeze blowing past would probably sting like a knife.

Su Yuan was also worried something might happen to Wu Xingqi, so he hurried over and gently touched the black-skinned hottie's limp, rounded shoulder, drawing the Abyssal Spiritual Power out of her body.

He'd gone a little overboard with the dose just now.

Even Su Yuan hadn't expected his Abyssal Spiritual Power to be this potent after reaching Qi Cultivation Level 6.

After absorbing the Abyssal Spiritual Power, Su Yuan was about to step back, but Wu Xingqi suddenly grabbed his hand.

"S-Su, Section Chief Su."

Wu Xingqi breathed softly, raised her flushed cheeks, and asked with a serious expression:

"Just now, when I was about to attack you, why did I get this electric shock-like feeling?"

"It was like I couldn't bear to hit you... Could, could this be what it feels like to fall for someone?"

Su Yuan: "..."

You call that falling for someone?

Girl, don't tell me you can't tell the difference between a psychological reaction and a physical one.

Weren't you always acting like you had tons of experience? How could you not even understand this?

"You're not. You don't. Don't get the wrong idea."

"You're a good person, but we're just bros."

Su Yuan immediately unleashed a smooth three-part denial followed by the good-person card.

"I-I thought so."

The Girl seemed a little unconvinced. She huffed, let go of Su Yuan's hand, and forced herself to stand.

But she'd barely halfway risen when her legs started trembling uncontrollably. Her knees gave way, and just before she almost fell back to the ground, she instinctively grabbed Su Yuan's arm, sprawling against him with most of her body.

Under the scorching sun during martial arts class, everyone was sweating buckets from their training, and Wu Xingqi was no exception.

But Su Yuan didn't smell sweat on the Girl. Instead, he caught a scent of bread.

It seemed to be coming from Wu Xingqi's clothes.

Did she go to a bakery and buy bread?

Su Yuan muttered to himself, then steadied the increasingly embarrassed and indignant black-skinned hottie. Under the strange looks of the other students, he handed her over to her friend.

Damn it, I feel like my reputation's just taken a hit.

Su Yuan couldn't shake the feeling that the back of his neck was crawling.

As soon as he'd seen Wu Xingqi off, Su Yuan turned around and found himself face-to-face with Li Ziquan.

The gorgeous teacher, who could make anyone swoon, was staring straight at Su Yuan.

She looked as though she were sizing up a choice cut of meat—fondness in her eyes, along with a strong air of aggression!

"Su Yuan, have you awakened a magical vein? And the trait of your vein seems very well suited to close combat!"

Li Ziquan spoke. Her voice, usually stern and icy, now trembled with excitement.

"During your fight with Wu Xingqi, I noticed that your focus in battle and your grasp of the right moment were impeccable."

"Your boxing is only barely at the great mastery stage, and your Seven Star Step is merely at the minor mastery stage, but I can see your immense potential!"

"Don't worry. I'll never let your potential go to waste. Before the college entrance exams, I'll make sure your martial arts skills put you among the top five in the school—maybe even the top three."

Only after Li Ziquan's excited voice rang across the field did the other students understand what Wu Xingqi had just gone through!

A magical vein! That Variant Spiritual Power came from a magical vein!

Su Yuan had actually awakened one!

For a moment, the students in Class Two were eaten up with envy.

Several students who were usually on good terms with Su Yuan twisted their faces into expressions like vengeful ghosts.

Damn it, we agreed to be background NPCs together! And you went and awakened a top-tier cultivation talent behind our backs!

Your own mediocrity is terrifying, but your brother's success is even more heart-wrenching!

A thick, tragic wall now stood between them and Su Yuan!

"Ah, um, thank you, Teacher."

Su Yuan couldn't take Li Ziquan's ravenous stare. He cautiously took two steps back and managed a nod.

He was a fake genius. If Li Ziquan carefully tutored him and discovered that his martial arts talent was mediocre, would she cast him aside after having her way with him?

As he was lost in thought, Li Ziquan spoke again.

"By the way, there's something I need to announce today. It's related to the top graduate from one of the Top Ten Immortal Dao Academies who'll soon be visiting Taihua High School."

Su Yuan and the other students immediately turned their attention to her. Even Chen Nuoyi was no exception.

A few days ago, Yue Lin had told them that an elite graduate of one of the Top Ten Immortal Dao Academies would soon visit Taihua High School, and might even become a teacher in the Special Class.

Was there some new information?

Li Ziquan continued:

"After discussing it, the school leadership has decided to hold a Martial Arts Competition on the day that expert from one of the Top Ten visits."

"The eight senior classes will participate, and each class must choose one contestant."

"This is a great chance to make a name for yourself. Anyone who places in the Martial Arts Competition can earn rewards, including admission to the Special Class without an exam and a scholarship."

Su Yuan's eyes lit up.

Admission to the Special Class without an exam?

This was a very important opportunity for him!

To be honest, his grades had improved a lot lately, but he still had no guarantee he could break into the school's top fifty—or top thirty—before the monthly exams.

Compared to the monthly exams, which covered a full six subjects, the Martial Arts Competition was a single event—and one in which he had an advantage. He clearly had a better chance of placing well.

And there was a scholarship on offer, too. He just didn't know how much it would be. Hopefully, the school would be generous.

But soon, Su Yuan noticed another detail in what Li Ziquan had said.

Each class could only send one contestant to the Martial Arts Competition.

Hiss—

Su Yuan sucked in a sharp breath.

No matter how they chose, there was no way it would be his turn.

Just as Su Yuan was beginning to feel his chances were slim, Li Ziquan smiled slightly and said:

"Since everyone's here, I'll go ahead and decide who'll represent Class Two."

"I was a little hesitant before, but now I've made up my mind. The contestant will be Su Yuan."

Hiss—

At that, every student present sucked in a sharp breath.

Teacher Li, so much for choosing the most talented! So much for not playing favorites! We're blacklisting you!