In the hospital, Li Tianpao lay in a hospital bed, his right arm heavily encased in plaster.
His eyes were filled with bitter resentment.
"Uncle, did my spot really just disappear like that?"
"I won't accept this."
Li Kuiwei glared at him in annoyance.
"You won't accept it? Fine, why don't you go back and win it back yourself?"
Seeing Li Tianpao flushing red and choking on his words, Li Kuiwei softened his tone a bit.
"Alright, Dahexiong, just leave this matter alone."
"You're my own nephew, so of course your uncle won't just ignore it. Don't worry."
Li Tianpao nodded, though he still felt a deep sense of grievance in his heart.
He had wanted to show off in front of Han Jing, only to end up being pinned to the ground and humiliated.
He had to get his payback no matter what.
Fortunately, Liu Xiaoxiao was quick-witted enough to find an excuse for him.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to show his face anymore.
......
The next day, Su Yang arrived at school as usual.
As soon as he stepped into the classroom, he noticed everyone looking at him with strange expressions.
"Su Yang, are you even a man?"
"You ran away right after beating people up?"
Liu Xiaoxiao took the lead in attacking him, while the other classmates participating in the martial arts exam stood behind her with furious looks on their faces.
Pfft....
Su Yang took one look and suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.
Han Jing and Liu Xiaoxiao still looked normal, but the other four boys had been beaten until their faces were swollen like pig heads.
Zhang Tai, in particular, looked almost like a world map, with bandages wrapped around half of his body.
He was a living mummy.
"Su Yang, you're the one who caused this mess. Why should the rest of us take the blame for you?"
Zhang Tai said angrily.
"What mess?"
Su Yang happily harvested emotional value while replying offhandedly.
"What mess? You took advantage of someone's injury—that's winning without honor."
Liu Xiaoxiao immediately jumped out.
"Don't think nobody knows that Li Tianpao was injured first, which is how you managed to sneak in and win."
"As if that weren't enough, you actually took banned substances."
"Now it all makes sense why your vitality value kept dropping."
"You must have been secretly using prohibited drugs all along, right?"
Liu Xiaoxiao rattled off a long string of accusations, making Su Yang frown deeply.
Where did they come up with these stories? They managed to make up quite a self-consistent narrative.
"Are you done talking?"
"If you're done, get lost and stop blocking the way."
Su Yang's dominant attitude actually startled the other students in the classroom.
Su Yang seemed different now.
"Wow, Su Yang is so handsome."
"Right? I think so too. My heart is fluttering...."
......
Seeing this, Han Jing immediately stepped in front of Liu Xiaoxiao.
"Why are you snapping at us? My dad went all over the place running errands for you, and to think you'd turn out to be so despicable."
......
Su Yang felt rather helpless, thinking it might be better to just use his fists to make them quiet down.
Yet Han Jing was genuinely difficult to hit, considering the connection with Uncle Han.
However, other people were fair game.
Bang....
Su Yang suddenly lashed out with a kick, sending Zhang Tai flying.
"What the fuck, you bastard...."
Zhang Tai was kicked directly into the back wall of the classroom before sliding down to the floor, rolling his eyes back.
He was already covered in injuries, and Su Yang's kick added insult to injury, leaving him choking on the second half of his curse word.
Inside, he was swearing furiously. *What a total jerk, why the hell are you hitting me.....*
Su Yang didn't even glance at him as he strolled leisurely out of the classroom.
There was no way he could go back to that room.
Still, it didn't matter.
One of the perks of being a school team member was that regular classes were optional, allowing members to arrange their schedules according to their own training plans.
Besides, now that he had his own exclusive training room, it was time to make good use of the school's resources.
Walking over to the exclusive training building, he found the training room marked with Li Tianpao's name, only to realize he couldn't open the door at all.
Just then, the door of the neighboring training room suddenly opened, and a bespectacled girl walked out.
The girl looked startled for a moment, then patted her head as if remembering something.
"You're Su Yang, right?"
Su Yang nodded. The original owner had been someone who only focused on studying and training, so he didn't even recognize the girl standing before him.
Seeing Su Yang's dazed expression, the girl burst out laughing.
"I'm Lou Xueer. We're teammates from now on, so please take care of me."
Lou Xueer gave a slight bow as she spoke, and the deep neckline of her top briefly revealed a glimpse of her cleavage.
Su Yang quickly looked away. Whether in his past life or his current one, he had remained single since birth and simply couldn't handle this kind of stimulation.
"Oh, blushing already? How cute."
Su Yang was somewhat speechless. The girl was pretty enough, but why did the way she spoke sound like something out of a pleasure house?
"Alright, your information hasn't been registered yet, so of course you can't open the door. Just wait."
With that, Lou Xueer took out her phone and made a call.
Before long, a teacher walked over and, after completing the verification process, registered Su Yang's personal information.
This training room now officially belonged to him.
After thanking Lou Xueer, Su Yang stepped inside.
The moment he crossed the threshold, Su Yang noticed an atmosphere distinctly different from the outside.
The spiritual energy here seemed much more abundant than outside.
The equipment was also far more advanced than what he had at home.
Su Yang stretched his body and sank his consciousness into his Consciousness Sea.
He first checked the main panel. Everything else remained largely unchanged, except that the feedback points had grown to 288.
Meanwhile, the Jade Qilin's evolution progress had changed to 500/5000, finally taking a solid first step.
Without hesitation, Su Yang directly allocated all his feedback points to his vitality value.
In an instant, Su Yang felt every cell in his body cheering and leaping with joy.
The power inside his body swelled until it was almost ready to overflow.
After about four or five minutes, the churning cells gradually settled down.
He flexed his limbs and found no abnormalities whatsoever—it felt as though this massive surge in vitality had been achieved purely through his own grueling cultivation.
When he checked the main panel again, his vitality value had reached 142.
Su Yang let out a soft breath. At this rate, harvesting two more batches of emotional value would likely allow him to break through to the Martial Artist realm.
He stretched his limbs and walked over to the force tester.
Casually, he threw a punch at the pad.
The numbers above the panel jumped rapidly for a good few seconds before slowly coming to a halt.
"400 kilograms?"
Su Yang was slightly surprised.
Although this figure was basically the same as his previous measurement, the state of force generation was incomparable.
Last time, he had reached four hundred kilograms only by mobilizing the amplification of the Mountain-Splitting Fist technique.
This time, however, it was just a casual, effortless punch.
To put it into perspective, if he could throw three punches using the Mountain-Splitting Fist technique, he could now throw fifty or even a hundred of these casual punches.
What Su Yang didn't know, however, was that all instruments in the training rooms were networked—a measure implemented by the school to better monitor the condition of its students.
The moment he threw that punch, the ultra-high reading was transmitted straight to the main control room.
It was just that no one had noticed it yet.
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Su Yang looked at the reading and cracked a smile.
Not bad at all.
It seemed he could start considering the matter of going outside the city for trials ahead of schedule.
Just then, the door to the training room suddenly began to bang with heavy thuds.
The sound didn't sound like someone knocking at all; it sounded like they were trying to smash the door down.
Su Yang frowned slightly and opened the door to find two boys standing outside.
The one in the lead carried a long saber, wore a combat uniform, sported a mustache, and wore a disdainful expression, looking altogether like a Japanese soldier.
Behind him followed a boy with a stern, cold expression.
"Are you Su Yang?"
The mustache-wearing boy crossed his arms over his chest and spoke with contempt.
"Get the hell out of here right now."
"I might spare your life."