Then I'll Really Come at You!

Inside the captain's office.

"Ye Li, punching force: 885 kilograms..."

Jiang Qingzhu looked at the punching-force rankings on the instrument, and a flicker of surprise finally appeared on her cool little face.

That classmate everyone had been talking about so fervently these past few days really did have some skill.

She recalled how, two days ago, the Guidance Teacher had come running over in excitement to tell her that Ye Li had been hiding his strength, and that his true ability was likely second only to hers.

It seemed those words had not been empty.

Jiang Qingzhu nodded lightly.

Among First-Tier Martial Artists, that level of punching force already made him one of the standouts who specialized in strength.

Even when Jiang Qingzhu herself had been a First-Tier Martial Artist, her highest punching force had only been a little over a thousand kilograms.

And that had been with the Jiang Family providing all manner of top-grade medicinal baths and training equipment.

Ye Li's family circumstances were said to be quite ordinary. Reaching this level truly gave him reason to be proud.

No wonder he looked down on others his age.

As for the rumors outside, Jiang Qingzhu chose to believe only half of them.

She did not believe Ye Li was entirely without fault, nor did she believe he was as arrogant and domineering as people claimed.

After all, Jiang Qingzhu had never even heard his name over the past three years, which was enough to show that he was not the sort who liked to steal the limelight.

If the Martial Exam had not been approaching, perhaps he still would not have revealed his strength... Jiang Qingzhu sighed inwardly.

To endure in silence like this, how tenacious must this person's character be?

But a sigh was just a sigh.

No matter what, seriously injuring Liu Yangde and the other two had gone a little too far.

She still carried countless expectations upon her shoulders. Before every last beast was driven out of Huaxia, she absolutely could not afford to lose even once.

For that reason, she had to cultivate diligently every day and could not waste too much energy on such matters...

That was also why Jiang Qingzhu rarely involved herself in affairs.

"I'll just give him a slight warning, tell him not to lay hands on people from the same team in the future."

Having made up her mind, Jiang Qingzhu returned to the wooden desk, reopened [Essentials of Spear Techniques], and began reading it seriously.

This was no ordinary tome.

It recorded the insights and realizations of the Jiang Family's spear masters throughout the generations, helping low-tier martial artists avoid many detours in their technical training.

It could even allow them to achieve twice the result with half the effort when cultivating spear martial skills in the future.

Strictly speaking, this book was worth even more than some Third-Tier Martial Skills.

Knock, knock, knock—

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Jiang Qingzhu marked her place, closed the book, and said coolly, "Come in."

She looked toward the doorway and saw a handsome White-robed Youth enter.

"Hello."

The moment he entered, Ye Li greeted her with a faint smile. "I'm Ye Li. I heard you wanted to see me?"

Courtesy before force had always been one of his fine virtues.

Jiang Qingzhu gave a soft hum. After signaling for Ye Li to sit opposite her, she asked in a cool voice:

"You just joined the School Team recently. Is there anything you're not used to?"

"There actually is."

The youth's bluntness caught Jiang Qingzhu somewhat by surprise, but she still asked calmly:

"What exactly are you not used to?"

"Too many idiots." Ye Li sighed.

Under Jiang Qingzhu's strange gaze, he counted on his fingers.

"One Shen Lian, one Liu Yangde, and two of Liu Yangde's lackeys."

"That makes four. Add Wang Ren, who left the team not long ago, and that makes five."

"Even counting substitutes, the School Team only has seven people. Birds of a feather flock together; people sort themselves by their kind."

"Classmate Jiang, I'm worried you're just like them too." Ye Li interlaced his fingers before him and sighed as if helplessly.

"..."

Jiang Qingzhu felt her head buzzing. She had never heard such an outright insinuation before, and for a moment, she could not process it.

Worried that I was like them...

In other words, he thought I was an idiot too?

At that thought, Jiang Qingzhu's delicate brows furrowed. Even her usually cool heart gave rise to a flicker of anger as she said coldly:

"You needn't worry about that. I'm not that idle."

"Captain Jiang, does that mean you admit they're idiots?" Ye Li asked with a smile.

"...I didn't say that."

"Why refuse to admit it?"

Ye Li asked unhurriedly, "Since you're not the same kind of person as them, isn't that what you think in your heart?"

Jiang Qingzhu took a deep breath and realized something was wrong.

Clearly, she had intended to give him a warning and make him rein in his utterly unrestrained way of doing things.

How had the topic drifted farther and farther away?

She immediately cast aside her jumbled thoughts and said in an indifferent voice:

"I didn't call you here to discuss this. Mainly, I wanted to notify you of something."

Listen to that—notify.

They were the same age, yet she spoke from such a lofty perch. What a joke...

Ye Li leaned against the uncomfortable chair back without immediately showing his displeasure. "Go ahead."

"Someone reported you for maliciously seriously injuring several teammates."

Jiang Qingzhu looked at him and said slowly, "For now, I'll assume you had your reasons."

"But from now on, I hope this sort of thing does not happen again."

"The Martial Exam is near. Everyone needs to consider their own future. You should focus your attention on cultivation, rather than being so eager to fight."

"Bullying the weak is no great ability. If you truly can't hold yourself back..."

At this point, Jiang Qingzhu's clear eyes brightened slightly. A confident aura burst forth from her as she said in a voice cold to the bone:

"You can come directly to me. I'll cure you of it."

She said every word with utmost seriousness. Coupled with the faintly revealed aura of a Second-Tier Martial Artist, it would surely be enough to intimidate Ye Li to some extent.

Her cold, confident voice echoed through the office.

The air fell silent for several seconds.

Just as Jiang Qingzhu thought the matter had been settled and her warning had succeeded—

The youth in the wooden chair suddenly raised a pair of vast golden eyes.

In an instant, a crushing pressure enveloped Jiang Qingzhu's heart.

At the same time, Ye Li's faintly amused voice sounded beside her ear:

"You said it."