Villain Young Master Doesn't Want to Fall in Love with the Cute Domineering Female Lead

The Rat's face was pale as it stared at Wu Liang, who was about to finish the race. Is this a joke? How did the boss suddenly become so brave and so… enduring?

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"Did I overdo it a bit?"

Feeling the needle-like gazes on him, Wu Liang frowned slightly.

It seemed he had performed a little too excessively, unintentionally drawing the attention of everyone on the entire field.

But this body…

Wu Liang slowed down and began to walk on the track.

Having already run one kilometer, he felt no fatigue or exhaustion in his body.

Logically, even someone with a trained body would find it difficult to sustain such high speeds for so long.

Yet, not only did he feel no tiredness, but he felt even more invigorated.

It was as if this 1200-meter run hadn't even qualified as a warm-up; Wu Liang felt like he was only halfway through his warm-up.

"This is truly bizarre. I'll have to find an opportunity to get a check-up."

Wu Liang's brow furrowed deeper. While this wasn't necessarily a bad thing, it still made him uneasy.

This terrifying physical potential simply didn't align with the game's settings. The game developers couldn't have created such monstrous stats.

The original villain, Wu Liang, was just an ordinary person. But now, he was like a god of war. The gap between the two was simply too immense.

Filled with questions, Wu Liang slowly crossed the finish line.

But before he could react, Yuwen Xing, who had been watching him intently, rushed over like a rutting beast.

"A rising star! An absolute rising star!! The future star of the sports world has been born!!!"

Yuwen Xing, completely abandoning his usual stern demeanor, laughed maniacally while gesticulating wildly.

Holding up his stopwatch, he saw the frozen numbers and then bear-hugged Wu Liang tightly.

"You broke the record! You broke the record, Wu Liang!! You damn kid, you shattered the academy's long-standing record that hasn't been changed in thirty years!"

Yuwen Xing hugged Wu Liang, whistling happily. Realizing that this wasn't enough to express his excitement, The middle-aged teacher took off his sports jacket and began to cha-cha, his hips swaying comically.

"You've brought me so much honor! I, Yuwen Xing, was blind before and misjudged you."

"But I saw you practically walking the last two hundred meters. Are you out of energy, you brat? You should have conserved some strength."

Yuwen Xing said, patting Wu Liang's shoulder with a face full of smiles. The affection and joy in his eyes were impossible to hide.

This is Wu Liang's true strength. No wonder that kid never wanted to attend my classes before.

It turns out he simply looked down on the training I arranged for him.

"This is bad…"

Looking at Yuwen Xing, who practically wanted to put him on a pedestal, Wu Liang felt a chill.

It's bad… My performance just now might have been a bit too much…

"That guy…"

Just like the girls who had been drawn in earlier, He Xue, resting alone, had also noticed Wu Liang.

Gently covering her lower abdomen, He Xue stood up from the ground. A hint of pain appeared on her face.

"It's really not suitable for strenuous exercise today…"

Biting her lip, she sighed helplessly and made to walk towards the infirmary, but at that moment…

Chapter Sixty: Young Master Wu Liang's Sigh

"Good heavens, you've directly broken all previous records for me."

"You're definitely going to be a rising star in the sports world! You brat, I never expected you to have such great potential!!"

He said, gripping Wu Liang's shoulders with an excited expression, his smile almost covering his entire face.

Yuwen Xing, usually stoic, was completely unable to control his excitement. When he looked at Wu Liang, it was as if he were gazing at a peerless treasure, unable to suppress his smile.

If he could nurture a top-tier sports athlete with his own hands, it would be the fulfillment of his greatest wish.

"I don't have any aspirations in that direction. You might be disappointed."

Wu Liang pulled away from Yuwen Xing's hands, saying somewhat awkwardly.

He knew that Yuwen Xing was extremely passionate about sports, which was why he was so strict with his students – all to discover their potential.

But unfortunately, Wu Liang had no interest in such athletic pursuits, so Yuwen Xing was destined to be disappointed.

"You damn kid, don't you realize how much potential you have?"

"You know, you just broke the academy record. Do you know what that means?"

Yuwen Xing's expression darkened as he spoke, frustrated that Wu Liang wasn't grasping the significance.

The brat Wu Liang hadn't even noticed how monstrously gifted his body was.

If Wu Liang were to hone his skills properly, he would definitely become a towering figure in the sports world in the future.

Yuwen Xing could guarantee that, based on Wu Liang's performance just now, the kid possessed extraordinary strength.

After all, the kid was still showing no signs of fatigue, proving that the mere 1,200 meters meant nothing to him.

"I don't know what it means. I only know I have zero interest in sports."

Wu Liang shrugged and said indifferently.

He wasn't interested in sports to begin with, and more importantly, he didn't want his body's secrets to be discovered by more people.

Wu Liang was acutely aware of how monstrous his body was; it was already close to the peak of human potential.

But he didn't want to overexert himself. If someone from the medical field discovered him, they might dissect him alive.

"You!!"

Wu Liang's words left Yuwen Xing speechless.

Yet, he couldn't find any reason to refute Wu Liang, as sports were inherently voluntary.

Even though he desperately wanted Wu Liang to become a future dark horse in the sports world, it had to be based on Wu Liang's consent.

If Wu Liang himself wasn't willing, then no matter how much he said, it would be useless. He couldn't force him.

"Teacher Yuwen Xing, I truly have no interest in this area, so I apologize."

"But you could pay more attention to others. Perhaps you'll find your own 'thousand-mile horse'?"

Wu Liang apologized, pushing his hands forward, then pointed towards Rat and the others who were milling around the track.

However, Wu Liang quickly retracted his finger. Forget about Rat and his group; if Yuwen Xing saw them, he'd be infuriated to death.

"Hmph, I'm just concerned about your future!"

"But since you're not willing, I won't force you. Just don't regret it later."

Seeing that Wu Liang had made up his mind, Yuwen Xing didn't say much more.

It was such a shame to waste such a promising talent. Sigh...

"Thank you for your concern, teacher."

Wu Liang forced a smile. Asking a former shut-in to become a sports star? That was a joke.

For a shut-in like him, having anime waifus and a private bedroom was more than enough.

"Wu Liang! Look over there!!"

Ning Shuang, who had somehow come down from the stands, called out Wu Liang's name from not too far away.

Although Ning Shuang wore a mask, Wu Liang could still detect a hint of worry in her voice.

"What?"

Following the direction Ning Shuang pointed, Wu Liang looked behind him and immediately bristled.

"Damn it! They dare to touch the protagonist's people!?"

"Senior, please move aside."

He Xue glared at the three young men in front of her, her small face clouded with displeasure.

She recognized these three. Just a few months ago, they had approached her to confess their feelings.

She had rejected them without hesitation back then, but these three were like persistent ghosts, always bothering her.

This was also why she hadn't been going out much lately. These three were too annoying; in a way, they were more tormenting than Wu Liang used to be.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, He Xue, little sister. It seems we have the same physical education class today. What a coincidence."

The man with dyed white hair pushed aside a strand of hair from his forehead and smiled gently. He hadn't expected to encounter her again.

Although his previous confession had failed, the goddess of fate had once again brought He Xue, little sister, before him. It seemed this was the opportunity heaven had given him.

"He Xue, you don't look too well. Let us take you to the infirmary."

The other two boys exchanged a knowing smile upon seeing He Xue's pale face.

An opportunity to shine had presented itself; it was time to display their masculine charm.

"No need to trouble you seniors. My friend will be back soon."

He Xue clutched her abdomen, speaking with difficulty. The pain was getting worse. She should have taken leave if she knew it would turn out like this.

Where on earth had Han Yu gone to get hot water? Why wasn't she back yet?

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't go. Looking at how weak you are now, you surely need someone to take care of you."

"We'll take you to the infirmary. It's still quite a distance from here."

Seeing that He Xue wanted to leave, the two boys, eager to show off, quickly blocked her path, grabbing her wrist to prevent her from leaving.

"Senior, please let go of me."

Not expecting these people to actually lay hands on her, He Xue raised her hand, trying to break free from their grasp.

But a girl's strength was still too small, and with her current weak body, it was nothing to these boys.

"Oh, we're all from the same school, so don't be shy. We'll take you to the infirmary right away."

The boys grinned cheekily. The soft, yielding sensation from her hand made him unable to resist giving it a couple of squeezes.

Hiss, this girl's little hands are really soft, as delicate and smooth as a baby's.

"You!!"

He Xue was furious. These people were too rude!

But the sharp pain in her lower abdomen instantly made her legs go weak, and she lost her footing, sitting down on the spot.

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead in an instant. He Xue tightly clutched her lower abdomen, groaning softly in pain.

If Mr. KFC were here...

Chapter 61: The Script Went Wrong

"Classmate He Xue, sitting on the ground for too long will catch a cold..."

He had to admit, He Xue, this obedient girl, was exactly his type.

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