The Mad Cadets

Yu Tianheng felt he was being underestimated. He rolled up his sleeves and lined up three apples on the table.

"Don't force it if you can't!"

"Force it, my foot! It's just a short distance; I just need to control my soul power to shatter a single apple! How hard can it be?"

"Just watch and learn!"

Yu Tianheng followed suit, raising his hand with soul power gathering in his palm before pushing it out in a single strike.

The first apple shattered into small pieces, which collided with the second apple. The second apple broke into two small pieces and one large chunk, and these fragments, driven by inertia, slammed into the third apple. The third apple was dented and rolled away, only to be caught by Shi Mo.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Talk about a slap in the face!" Ling Yun remarked with a sarcastic tone.

Yu Tianheng was incredibly embarrassed, looking somewhat flustered and exasperated. "That was just an accident. I'll try again; I'll definitely succeed this time."

"Go ahead and try!"

New apples were quickly set up. This time, Yu Tianheng focused intensely, estimating the soul power output in his hand. Feeling confident, he fired another soul power blast.

"Crack!"

A crisp, short sound rang out. The first apple shattered, the second apple also shattered, and the third apple rolled away.

The fragments of the first two apples weren't as fine as before, but overall, the result wasn't much different from the first attempt.

It was like an ordinary person holding a twig and trying to strike the very tips of flowers and grass on the roadside; if one only wanted to hit the tiny top point, it was not as simple as one might imagine.

It required years of practice to be able to hit exactly where one aimed, without being off by even a hair's breadth.

In the living room, Yu Tianheng was completely fired up. "I don't believe it! It must be an accident. Let's go again!"

On the third attempt, the first apple didn't even shatter, merely denting slightly. Then, driven by inertia, the first apple hit the second, which hit the third, causing it to roll toward Shi Mo, who caught them all.

"That's impossible! One more time!"

"Hold it. If you keep going like this, I won't have any apples left to eat."

"You two try it as well."

Shi Mo and Shi Mo nodded. Having seen Yu Tianheng's example, they summoned their full concentration; they couldn't afford to perform worse than him.

After Shi Mo lined up the apples, he stepped back three paces, condensed pale yellow soul power in his palm, and fired a soul power blast.

The first apple shattered into three pieces and hit the second apple. The residual force of the soul power blast also struck the second apple, which broke into two pieces, while the third apple rolled three times before coming to a stop.

"Not bad. Your control over soul power is clearly much better."

Shi Mo gave Yu Tianheng a smug look. Yu Tianheng glared at him. "It's about the same! Wait until you actually meet the requirements before you start bragging!"

Shi Mo didn't argue with Yu Tianheng and stepped aside to let Shi Mo have a turn.

Shi Mo's performance was similar to his brother's.

"Twins really are different! Your control over soul power is about the same, but it's still not good enough."

"Shattering them all is something any of you three could do easily, but to achieve this specific result, based on your performance just now, you'll probably need to practice for a month or so. And this is only the simplest version."

"I've told you the method. Whether you use fruit, stones, or bowls—whatever you want—go practice on your own!"

After saying this, Ling Yun washed the few apples that were still in decent shape and juiced them; he couldn't let them go to waste.

The three of them left the dormitory and headed to the living area, where they swept up all the remaining apples. They were geniuses with persistence and willpower; the moment they encountered a difficulty, their first thought was how to overcome it.

After they left the living area, the students who came later and wanted to buy apples all returned in disappointment.

In Dorm 206, Yu Tianheng, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo were lining up apples together, training and competing against one another.

Ling Yun, meanwhile, went into his bedroom to meditate and cultivate.

By evening, after Ling Yun stopped his cultivation, his entire state had recovered, and the mental energy consumed during the soul battle was fully replenished.

His soul power had recovered long ago; compared to the recovery of mental energy, the speed of soul power recovery was as fast as a rocket.

He walked out of the bedroom to find a pile of apple fragments in the corner. The three of them were focused so intensely that they seemed not to notice Ling Yun's presence.

Ling Yun didn't disturb them and nodded to himself. With this kind of focus and spirit, it was no wonder they were genius students.

They had talent and were willing to put in the work; their futures were promising!

Ling Yun opened the dormitory door quietly, closed it behind him, and headed straight for the academy cafeteria.

"Ling Yun! It's Ling Yun!"

"Idol!"

"Idol, where are you going? Let me lead the way!"

"..."

Not long after he started walking, Ling Yun was surrounded by a crowd of students looking at him with adoring eyes.

Some of the younger Heaven Micro Grade children were even more frantic, actually calling Ling Yun "Boss." Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was a gang leader.

"Look, the Education Committee!"

Ling Yun pointed in a direction. The others instinctively looked where he pointed, and he took the opportunity to slip away, disappearing in just a few breaths.

"Where's the boss?"

"Where is Ling Yun?"

"..."

The group of students looked at one another, completely at a loss for what had happened; the development of events was somewhat unexpected.

Ling Yun had finally managed to reach the dining hall, only to be surrounded once again.

"Student Ling Yun, here to eat?"

"Come, come, it's my treat. Order whatever you want."

"Ling Yun, look at me, look at me!"

"Look at my curvaceous figure, look at this pretty face. Share a table with me, and your meal will taste even better."

"Go away, get lost! Trying to rob the cradle, are you? I'm the one who's his type."

"Brother Ling Yun, you defeated that female bandit Zhang Weiwei. We brothers must thank you; this meal is on us."

"..."

The crowd was noisy and clamorous, and Ling Yun's head began to ache.

"Stop!"

"You all are making things very difficult for me!"

"I have felt your enthusiasm, and I express my gratitude! But the way you are acting is seriously interfering with my meal!"

"Please, give me some space, thank you!"

As Ling Yun's voice fell, most of the people consciously left to eat elsewhere, though a small group still lingered.

"Don't misunderstand, we won't disturb your meal. We just want to repay you and thank you for venting our frustrations."

"That woman Zhang Weiwei has bullied us quite a bit in the past. Seeing her defeated by your hand today is truly gratifying. We've been waiting here for you for a long time."

"That's right! Just give us this chance!"

The group looked at him with eager eyes, as if they would burst into tears the moment Ling Yun refused.

"We are all students of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy; let's have less of this talk that undermines our unity."

"It was just a spar; anything can happen during one."

"Student Zhang Weiwei may have a blunt temper and perhaps didn't consider everyone's feelings, but I believe she will change after this incident."

"In the future, we should still get along and improve together."

One of the students chimed in, "As long as you accept our repayment, whatever you say goes!"

The rest nodded in unison, their front unified as they stared at Ling Yun.

"Fine, fine! I agree to it!"

To avoid this group causing any more trouble, Ling Yun compromised. These people were just too crazy.