Song Rentou and Guan Bingxiang were the only two Fourth Tier students in the class. Song Rentou was a disciple of the Spirit Sect, so he called Chen Shu "Senior Brother" in the sect's fashion. Chen Shu might not actually have joined the sect before him, but Song Rentou liked calling him that, and Chen Shu did not mind.
Guan Bingxiang had also entered the Spirit Sect's outer sect this semester.
Gifted as they were, and with so much of their time and energy devoted to cultivation and study, the two usually came across as a little aloof. But put them in front of someone even more formidable, and they grew obedient at once.
Chen Shu was only joking when he said—
Chen Shu: Don't be scared. Take them head-on. If you're not strong enough, use more strategy. Look up instructional videos online. When you run out of Spirit Power, go at them with your fists.
Song Rentou: I'm not that afraid of the senior brothers in Fourth and Fifth Year. We're all Fourth Tier, so I can put up a fight. Even if I lose, it won't be too ugly. What I'm really afraid of is running into one of those two students in our year.
Song Rentou: Like, what if I run into that pig-carrying kid? Tell me, Senior Brother, can a Fourth Tier Spiritual Cultivation practitioner stand a chance against a Fifth-Stage Martial Artist?
That one line showed that Cultivators from the Top-Tier Sects still retained a trace of their ancient predecessors' arrogance. They really did not take Martial Artists seriously.
Chen Shu glanced at the person beside him, who was earnestly memorizing his books, thought for a moment, and typed—
Chen Shu: Use the True Fire Technique more.
Song Rentou: /deep in thought
Song Rentou: That