Zuo Xiaoduo froze.
Immediately afterward, a girl ranked just below the boy in front also gave a cold smile and said quietly, "Someone who joined this class this semester once had the same plan as you. The moment he walked through the door, he racked his brains to put on a show, intending to anger the entire class and use everyone's hostility to gain more opportunities to spar, improving his cultivation and combat experience."
The girl smiled. "The protagonist routine from novels."
Zuo Xiaoduo: "???"
Were my intentions that obvious? I'd barely started, and they'd already seen through me?
How am I supposed to show off and slap faces now? I'd clearly planned all my future routines according to the novels... What a failure.
How embarrassing.
Hearing the girl's words, the little fatty near Zuo Xiaoduo lowered his head deeply.
Clearly, the "someone" the girl mentioned was none other than him.
The girl speaking was neither fat nor thin, tall nor short, pretty nor ugly, but an exceptionally keen aura flowed from her entire body. She was brimming with heroic spirit, her bearing bold and spirited. After a pause, she continued, "The someone I mentioned is the one beside you, number thirty-five, Li Chenglong. Just like you, he started courting death the moment he arrived. Heh."
"We didn't betray his trust or ignore his needs. We put our hearts and souls into fulfilling his wish! That's why he's remained in the thirty-fifth seat all this time, and we fulfill his wish several times every day... And your words and actions just now have successfully caught our attention. You're our new target!"
Looking utterly aggrieved, the little fatty Li Chenglong raised his head. His lips moved twice, but in the end, he lowered his head, his face full of embarrassment.
Then low laughter arose throughout the class.
The girl raised her head and faced Zuo Xiaoduo. "Classmate Zuo Xiaoduo, my name is Wan Lixiu. You need to remember me, because you'll hate me very much for a long time to come. After all, your nightmare begins after these words of mine."
She smiled lightly. "Although I don't believe in that Heavenly Secrets Way you mentioned, that won't stop me from giving you special attention from now on. Looking forward to it?!"
Before her words had finished ringing out, Wan Lixiu sat down.
The youth to Wan Lixiu's left did not stand up. He merely turned his face slightly and said, "Classmate Zuo Xiaoduo, my name is Long Yusheng. But you don't need to remember it, because you probably won't have a chance to fight me. In two months at most, I'll skip ahead to the Martial Master class. With your strength, there's no way you can improve enough to challenge me within two months."
A cold smile appeared on his handsome profile. "But you needn't be disappointed, because unlike Wan Lixiu, I believe you can read faces. So I'll come to you for a face reading every day and support your hobby. But if your readings aren't accurate, every time you get one wrong, I'll have a spar with you and give you pointers just like Teacher Qin."
"As for the others, see which of them is willing to give you a chance to step on them and climb higher. That'll depend on your opportunities. In another hour, it'll be time for today's sparring..."
Long Yusheng said arrogantly, "Zuo Xiaoduo, today will be very memorable for you. I wholeheartedly agree with Wan Lixiu!"
Zuo Xiaoduo took no offense whatsoever and said calmly, "I'm looking forward to the sparring, but I don't believe any of this nightmare stuff. It won't come to that, it won't."
Long Yusheng smiled and turned back around.
Zuo Xiaoduo drew a light breath, his heart beginning to grow solemn. Everything before him was almost entirely different from his original plan. Although he had achieved his intended goal, it had not happened in the way he had imagined.
The thing in novels where the protagonist arrives somewhere and draws hostility, and his classmates all regard him as an enemy and gang up on him, playing right into his hands by helping him cultivate and temper himself-that didn't happen.
Clearly, not a single classmate I've seen is a fool. Every one of them has their wits about them...
Ah, how could students whose talent surpassed ordinary people and who entered the Martial Warrior class to cultivate possibly be mediocrities!
Sure enough, you can't trust what's in novels.
Zuo Xiaoduo muttered inwardly.
As these thoughts stirred, he felt all the more that his earlier posturing had merely made a public fool of him. Although he had achieved his goal of having the whole class gang up on him... it seemed things had not followed his established course.
Because this was already a system where the strong prevailed and the weak were eliminated. As for his classmates bearing him ill will, there was almost none of that.
At most, their personalities are a bit annoying...
Zuo Xiaoduo thought, But the personality I've shown should be even more annoying...
With his swollen face, he muttered, "I'm relieved you all dislike me. I really am afraid of getting pestered by female classmates. We martial artists ought to forge bravely ahead and scale the peaks of the Martial Dao. Where would we find time to chase girls or be chased by them..."
The ears of several female classmates in front twitched, and each cast a contemptuous glance his way.
Someone whispered, "That thick skin... honestly..."
Chapter 15: Cultivation, advancing on three fronts.
Next, Qin Fangyang began releasing his cultivation power, activating the Star Soul Power Formation above the classroom, and barked, "Quiet your minds and begin cultivating."
The formation flickered, and the star soul stones above suddenly lit up.
Every student in the class, without exception, sat properly cross-legged and entered a state of cultivation.
It was also at this moment that Zuo Xiaoduo, seated at the very back, clearly and personally experienced the difference between the seats.
Star soul power descended over their heads, reaching everywhere. But the classroom was too large. The first place it enveloped was Long Yusheng's first seat; then star soul radiance enveloped Wan Lixiu's second seat.
Only then did the third and fourth seats light up in succession, but the brightness was already different, growing progressively weaker.
By the time it reached Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong's seats, the starlight had almost vanished, leaving only a faint, hazy glimmer.
Li Chenglong looked speechless and sighed. "This little bit of light... and we actually paid the same tuition... I've really let down the talent the Creator God gave me..."