"Don't you leash your dog when you go outside?"
Su Yang completely ignored the bastard barking in front of him, looking instead at the one standing behind him.
Creak...
At that moment, the door to the next cultivation room opened again.
Lou Xueer had changed her clothes and blinked slightly when she saw the people next door.
"Han Shuo, Li Yang, what are you two doing?"
Standing at the front, the bastard boy—namely Li Yang—twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw Lou Xueer, not daring to answer.
Han Shuo similarly frowned.
"Lou Xueer, this is none of your business."
"We're just interacting with our new teammate, don't meddle."
Lou Xueer curled her lips and walked over to Su Yang's side.
"Su Yang, call me sis, and I'll protect you."
Hearing this, Han Shuo frowned even deeper.
"Lou Xueer, Teacher Li arranged this."
"It's also in preparation for next week's exchange tournament with Sushucheng."
"After all, you wouldn't want to know nothing about your own teammates, right?"
Lou Xueer tried to say something, but Su Yang stopped her.
"Well said. But do you two trash think you can understand me?"
"Hoh, good, very good. You'll soon find out how foolish those words are."
Han Shuo took a few steps back, while Li Yang stroked his beard and stepped forward with a sinister expression.
Lou Xueer pulled Su Yang's sleeve.
"Wait, Su Yang, you don't even know these two guys?"
"Their vital energy both exceeds 140, and they're not far from becoming martial artists. They're actually quite strong."
"They're not comparable to that Li Tianpao."
Su Yang smiled and nodded, signaling for Lou Xueer to not worry.
Then he looked at Li Yang.
"Are you ready?"
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Li Yang's eyes.
This guy really was asking for it; he had successfully provoked his anger.
Originally, he had only planned to teach him a lesson and leave it at that to fulfill Li Weigong's orders.
But now...
He felt he should take very good care of this fellow.
Just as he was about to deliver a harsh threat, he saw a large foot flying swiftly toward his chest.
"Is this it... shit."
Seeing that erratic, direct kick, Li Yang still wanted to show some disdain.
The moment they made contact, however, Li Yang's entire body flew backward like a cannonball, slamming heavily into the wall.
Lou Xueer and Han Shuo froze completely, staring in disbelief as Li Yang slid down the wall like a discarded rag, his life or death unknown.
"Su Yang, you..."
Lou Xueer was immensely shocked.
She knew very well what kind of person Li Yang was normally.
Though she held him in contempt, she had to admit that he could really fight among the whole school team.
In terms of pure strength, she was even slightly inferior to Li Yang—though she had a strong best friend, and even the team captain had to show her some respect.
Originally, she had intended to use that connection to shield Su Yang, never expecting this guy to be so ferocious.
He had kicked Li Yang unconscious in a single blow.
Han Shuo was equally stunned, but then he seemed to remember something.
Swhish!
The long saber at his back leaped from its scabbard.
"You really did use a forbidden drug, and a strength-enhancing one at that. But..."
"So what?"
Han Shuo sneered a few times. Since the opponent had superior strength, only a fool would trade blows with him head-on.
Boom...
As he spoke, a sudden sound of thunder burst forth from Han Shuo's long saber.
Su Yang frowned slightly. At that moment, Han Shuo suddenly gave him a strange illusion.
It seemed as though the saber and his body had merged into one.
It was impossible to tell where the saber ended and the man began.
"Be careful! Han Shuo's innate talent is Mind and Saber in Harmony, which can amplify any weapon he uses."
Lou Xueer cried out in a low voice.
Su Yang's eyes lit up. There was such an innate talent?
This was a great chance to test his Chasing Wind Saber Technique.
He drew his long saber and flicked it casually, sending out several blade flashes, faint as a gale in flight.
Though the Chasing Wind Saber Technique was merely the basic saber art they were taught, once brought to the perfected realm, it was hardly inferior to ordinary lower-grade Yellow-tier martial arts.
Han Shuo didn't waste any breath either. He flicked the tip of his blade and lunged forward.
Layer upon layer of blade screens enveloped Su Yang in wave after wave.
For a moment, only the sound of clashing metal echoed in the cramped space.
At first, Lou Xueer felt a pang of worry, but a moment later, her heart surged with churning astonishment.
While Han Shuo's saber art was agile and intricate, flowing like mercury spilled on the ground...
Su Yang's Chasing Wind Saber Technique was even denser, solid as an iron plate, impenetrable by a drop of water.
Moreover, as the momentum of the Chasing Wind Saber stacked up, Han Shuo's agility began to fail him, and he couldn't help but step backward, completely overwhelmed.
Lou Xueer was simply dumbfounded. Why had she never heard of this kind of monster at school before?
Only a monster could cultivate a basic saber art to perfection.
"Is this it? If you aren't going to pull out some real skills, I'm going to send you off to dreamland."
While Lou Xueer was lost in her wild thoughts, Su Yang suddenly spoke.
Along with his voice, the faint sound of thunder rang out.
Boom...
Boom, boom...
With each peal of thunder, Su Yang's momentum grew a notch stronger.
By the sixth peal—the thunder representing the perfected realm—Su Yang seemed to have transformed into a god of war.
The saber momentum that had accumulated for so long erupted abruptly in that instant, flooding toward Han Shuo with overwhelming force.
Fear finally surfaced in Han Shuo's eyes as he pushed his saber art to its absolute limit.
With a single deafening crash, Han Shuo's entire body was blown backward, embedding itself directly into the wall so deeply he couldn't even be pried out.
The surprise on Lou Xueer's face turned into a hint of nervousness.
"You didn't kill him, did you?"
Though the school didn't forbid private sparring among students, things would get very troublesome if someone died.
Su Yang put away his saber and shook his head.
"Relax, he's not dead. He'll probably just be bedridden for half a month."
With that, he let out a slight sigh.
He was still a bit too weak; sparring with a quasi-martial artist required him to wait until his saber momentum erupted before finishing the guy off.
It seemed he couldn't rely entirely on the system; he also needed to cultivate some martial techniques.
If Han Shuo could hear Su Yang's inner thoughts, he would probably vomit two liters of blood on the spot.
You beat me so hard I'm stuck in a wall, and you call yourself weak?
"What about this place?"
Su Yang snapped out of his musings and looked at Lou Xueer.
"It's fine, just notify the school medic, they'll come take care of it."
"That works."
Su Yang nodded. That was great—he got some nourishment points from it and didn't have to take responsibility either. Very convenient.
Closing the door, Su Yang prepared to head out.
"Where are you going?"
Seeing that Su Yang was about to leave, Lou Xueer hurriedly asked.
"Going to take a look at the library."
Su Yang didn't hide it. Now that he was a member of the school team, he was allowed to go to the second-floor library.
He needed to find a movement technique, otherwise having to go blow-for-blow with opponents all the time put him at a bit of a disadvantage.
"I'll wait for the teacher to arrive, then I'll come find you later."
"Thanks."
Su Yang expressed his gratitude, thinking this girl wasn't half bad.
"By the way, since you beat the two of them up like this, Liu Chaofeng will probably want to talk to you."
"He's a genuine martial artist, so don't try to act tough when the time comes—just obediently admit your mistake."
Lou Xueer suddenly added a word of caution.
"Alright, got it."
Su Yang replied indifferently.
So what if he was a martial artist? If he wanted to, he could become one right this second.
Watching Su Yang go downstairs, Lou Xueer gave a mysterious smile.
She took out her phone and walked over to Han Shuo.
She patted Han Shuo's drooping head, but there was no reaction.
"He sleeps pretty soundly."
Lou Xueer muttered to herself, then punched Han Shuo's body.
"Wake up..."
Wincing in pain, Han Shuo snapped out of his unconsciousness and lifted his head with great difficulty, only to be greeted by Lou Xueer's harmless, smiling face.
"What are you doing?"
"Cooperate, I'm taking a few pictures."
Lou Xueer giggled, flashed a single-handed peace sign, and snapped a photo.
Han Shuo's body, embedded in the wall, served as the background.
In the photo, Han Shuo's expression of terror and resentment was still clearly visible.
Lou Xueer changed angles several times, snapping a few more *click-clack* photos before putting away her phone with satisfaction.
"All right, hold on a bit longer, the teacher should be here right away. No need to thank me!"
With that, Lou Xueer skipped merrily downstairs.
Not long after, Li Weigong hurried over with the school medic.
Upon seeing Han Shuo stuck in the wall and Li Yang snoring away on the floor, he had the sudden urge to turn around and walk away.
How humiliating. Utterly humiliating.
Two mainstay members of the school team had actually been beaten into this state by someone.
Right at that moment, his phone suddenly rang.
It was a message in the school team group chat.
"Terrifying! In broad daylight, Han Shuo and Li Yang actually..."