Turbulence in the Top 100

"Senior Yang." Su Yu stepped onto the ring, cupped his hands in greeting, and said softly, "If you blame me for insulting your teacher and want to teach me a lesson, I have nothing to say to that. But once we step onto this ring, there will be a victor and a loser. I only hope that... regardless of the outcome, you will not pester me about it afterward!" He continued earnestly, "In cultivation, having one less trouble is always for the best. I want to make this clear upfront! I just fear that the loser will refuse to let it go, causing an even bigger mess in the end and making things awkward for everyone!" Yang Sha frowned and barked coldly, "Refuse to let it go? If I truly lose, it only means my skills were inferior and I was incompetent! Why would I, Yang Sha, ever pester you!" As the words left his mouth, he felt something was off. What did that mean? Are you saying I'm going to lose? And that I'd be a sore loser? However, recalling that Su Yu possessed Wanshi blood essence, Yang Sha grew a bit more vigilant. He did need to watch out for Su Yu consuming blood essence to unleash Wanshi-level combat prowess. Su Yu smiled and turned toward the crowd below. "I, Su Yu, come from Nanyuan and lack experience, so I am very willing to spar with everyone to broaden my horizons! However, pointless rivalries are unnecessary, and there's no need to act like mortal enemies after losing. Every contest produces a winner and a loser. Today is my first time on the Top 100 ring, but I will likely return in the future. I hope everyone will be understanding!" In short: settle it on the stage, and go your separate ways off the stage. Don't go looking for trouble out of spite. Quite a few expressions darkened. What did he mean by that? Looking down on them? Though his tone wasn't openly arrogant, it sounded even more infuriating than Zheng Yunhui's words! Are you so certain we're going to lose, and that we can't take a loss? ... "Fascinating!" Wan Mingze chuckled and shook his head. Su Yu gave off the impression of an honest, down-to-earth person, but what he just said was profoundly arrogant. Anyone clever could read between the lines: the boy hadn't even entertained the thought of losing. Was he really that confident? Hu Qiusheng also smiled. "Some people wear their arrogance on the outside, while others... are inwardly arrogant!" Wan Mingze laughed. Well said... Nearby, Zheng Yunhui turned to glance at them and sneered. "You two are just acting like pretentious prigs, putting on airs like you're pointing the way for the whole world. Wan Mingze, if there's a chance, I'd really love to throw down with you!" Hu Qiusheng teased, "Why not today? Come to think of it, our class has been fairly peaceful so far—there haven't really been any free-for-alls." Zheng Yunhui's eyes blazed as he stared at Wan Mingze, but Wan Mingze shook his head. "Forget it. Yunhui just finished a match. Let's wait for another opportunity." Zheng Yunhui scoffed with disdain! Tucking his head back in his shell again! The exchange ended there, and they all turned their eyes to Su Yu on the stage. Last time, Su Yu had swallowed blood essence to defeat Chen Qi in a single strike. What about this time? Either way, Zheng Yunhui knew that Yang Sha was definitely no match for Su Yu. If not for those one hundred merit points, Su Yu might not have even bothered with him. ... The referee took his position. He didn't forget to issue a reminder: "Whichever of you two loses later, remember to hand over ten merit points! We referees rely on that cut to get by, so don't you dare run off after the fight. The loser must remember to pay up!" "..." The atmosphere shifted instantly. Su Yu's expression turned slightly odd. This referee... really loved money! Yang Sha was also speechless, too exasperated to say anything. The referee didn't care in the slightest. With a grin, he said, "Both of you know the rules, so no more nonsense. Begin!" The moment the word fell, Yang Sha fixated his gaze on Su Yu's mouth. Alert and motionless, he stood ready to dodge at any instant. He knew the drill! Su Yu could swallow innate blood essence to unleash Wanshi-level combat strength. Su Yu smiled faintly. Hands clasped behind his back, he shifted his feet, his figure blurring. Yang Sha's expression changed! Suddenly, the scene before him wavered. An illusion! His willpower erupted at once. Yet at that very moment, a surge of killing intent crashed into his mind, rocking his willpower and throwing his sea of will into turmoil. Yang Sha roared, and his cultural weapon manifested! *Hum!*— With a dull hum, the illusory sky before him vanished. Yang Sha breathed an inward sigh of relief. With his cultural weapon in hand, he felt far more secure. Just then, a collective gasp rose from the crowd below! A faint breath seemed to brush against his ear. "Senior, well fought!" As the words fell, Su Yu's cultural weapon materialized, taking the shape of a broad blade. With an effortless swing, Su Yu struck the flat of the blade squarely across Yang Sha's back! A tremendous force slammed into him! *Bang!*— Dazed, Yang Sha felt his stomach heave, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. When he opened his eyes again, his head was spinning. He was standing right in front of a student below the stage. The student looked thoroughly bewildered and quickly sidestepped him. Yang Sha turned around. Up on the ring, Su Yu looked calm and composed, his cultural weapon already gone. Effortless and unruffled! He looked strikingly like Bai Feng when he had first appeared in Nanyuan, slaying a Fourth Layer Tengkong Realm expert with that same casual grace. That day, Bai Feng had been just this relaxed, composed, and undeniably dashing. Today, Su Yu was the same. ... "So strong!" In that instant, many faces paled. Incredible! It had been entirely too easy! Though Yang Sha wasn't on the Top 100 Rankings, he was still at the Qianjun Seventh Layer and near the peak of the Yangxing Realm. There was no reason he should have been defeated so effortlessly. Yet the reality was right before them. Su Yu had made it look effortless: a flash of divine characters, a casual slap with a cultural weapon, and Yang Sha was down without even wrinkling Su Yu's clothes! "Well fought!" On the ring, Su Yu cupped his hands, his white robes fluttering—the very picture of composure. At that moment, the eyes of several female students lit up! In the crowd, Zhou Hui, who had escorted Su Yu when he first enrolled, said excitedly, "Did you see that? The freshman I brought in! He's so formidable, so handsome! He wasn't nearly this handsome when he first arrived!" To her, Yang Sha had been an almost unreachable figure. Yet Su Yu had dispatched him with such casual ease, knocking him off the stage without even appearing to exert himself! ... "He's gotten this strong already?" Wu Lan was wearing a crestfallen expression. "Yang Sha is such trash!" she muttered. Complete trash, useless, mediocre—he went down way too fast. Beside her, Lin Qing's expression flickered, turning far more solemn. Were the newcomers really this terrifying? Earlier, she had thought they were only ordinary. After all, Wu Lan was so weak... Well, she couldn't be blamed for thinking that way; Wu Lan was always talking big, and her answers to questions were far too prone to misleading people. *Su Yu is about the same as me, Zheng Yunhui and the others are just average, and everyone else is garbage!* That had given Lin Qing the impression that this year's freshmen were truly nothing special! Yet Zheng Yunhui, whom Wu Lan called "average," had defeated Wang Peng with a single strike. And Su Yu, whom Wu Lan claimed was "about the same as her," had taken down Yang Sha in the blink of an eye. *This is what Wu Lan calls average?* Lin Qing glanced sideways at Wu Lan, burning with the urge to complain! *You misled me!* The "trash" Yang Sha she spoke of had actually challenged Lin Qing before. Yes, the Top 100 student Yang Sha had challenged was her. Although she had won, it hadn't been easy; the two of them had fought for five or six minutes before the victor was decided! "Lanlan... I'm truly... speechless!" Lin Qing thought bitterly. *If I ever believe you again, I'm a fool!* ... At that moment, Huang Qifeng's group also looked shaken. Wan Mingze and his companions were filled with surprise. It wasn't that they hadn't expected Su Yu to win, but rather that he had won so easily that no one could even gauge his true strength. Yang Sha was indeed a bit useless! Even knowing full well that Su Yu possessed an illusion divine character, he had still been incapacitated so effortlessly. Still, Zheng Yunhui offered a fair assessment: "Su Yu's willpower seems to have grown stronger. That divine character of his is a tier-2 divine character. Yang Sha's willpower... is mediocre at best, and his divine characters aren't strong either. Against Su Yu, breaking through the illusion at all was already not bad!" There was simply no defending against it! With an illusion, unless your willpower was overwhelmingly superior to Su Yu's and you could shatter it before he even deployed his divine characters, you were bound to fall into the trap. "What a shame. He was too weak to even force out the Wanshi blood essence!" Zheng Yunhui shook his head and curled his lip. Against an opponent so fragile, Su Yu hadn't even needed to show his real power. From the spectators' perspective, this match had been practically pointless. Then he looked at Su Yu, standing there in fluttering white robes looking entirely composed, drawing gleaming looks from a swarm of girls, and Zheng Yunhui felt a surge of jealousy! *I beat the number 91 student!* *Su Yu only beat a guy who isn't even on the rankings. Everyone was cursing me earlier, so why isn't anyone cursing Su Yu?* "Pretty boy!" "Refined scoundrel!" Zheng Yunhui cursed under his breath! Nearby, Wan Mingze, Hu Qiusheng, Zheng Hong, and several others all turned to look at him. Zheng Yunhui snapped, "What are you looking at? Isn't he a pretty boy? Look at him, hands behind his back, robes floating in the wind—what is he if not a refined scoundrel?" Wan Mingze subconsciously smoothed down his own slightly fluttering robes. Hu Qiusheng lowered his clasped hands, feeling rather awkward. Zheng Hong considered it for a moment, turned around, and walked away to distance himself from this guy. *Damn it, with those words, you just insulted thirty percent of the academy's students and researchers, do you know that?* *You're the real scoundrel!* In their eyes, Su Yu looked like one of their own. Zheng Yunhui was the true brute, the barbarian, the disgrace to the civilized! Look at Su Yu: he had cupped his hands in greeting before the match. Afterward, he offered a polite "well fought" and an apologetic smile... Now that was a truly refined person. That was how a Civilization Master ought to carry themselves! ... Regardless of what the spectators thought, Su Yu looked toward the referee with a gentle expression, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. The referee glanced at Su Yu, then at the still-dazed Yang Sha, before announcing in a clear voice, "Su Yu wins! As the Top 100 Rankings currently have fewer than one hundred names, Su Yu provisionally takes the 99th spot. He is not entitled to the three-day challenge immunity granted to newcomers. Only after winning three matches, or after defeating an existing Top 100 student, may he enjoy the three-day challenge immunity!" "Su Yu, any objections?" Before Su Yu could speak, the referee grumbled, "Even if you do, keep it to yourself. It won't change anything!" "..." Su Yu felt his composure waver slightly. He looked at the middle-aged referee—was the man going through male menopause? *Old man, are you trying to infuriate people to death?* The referee ignored him and shouted down at the crowd, "Anyone else continuing? If not, hurry up and disperse! Yang Sha, remember to pay up, don't forget!" Yang Sha's mental state collapsed completely! Only now did he truly snap back to reality. He looked at Su Yu, his gaze frighteningly complex. He had lost just like that? Such a miserable defeat! He hadn't even fared as well as Chen Qi. When Su Yu beat Chen Qi, he had at least used Wanshi blood essence and gone all out. Today, Yang Sha could feel it himself: Su Yu had dealt with him as if swatting a toddler. "Senior Brother!" Just as Yang Sha was feeling utterly dejected, Lin Yao walked up beside him and said softly, "Senior Brother, a loss is just a loss, we can take it! Su... Su Yu is truly very strong. Temporary gains and losses mean nothing; we'll catch up sooner or later!" Dejected, Yang Sha didn't know what to say. Lin Yao comforted him, "Senior Brother, it doesn't matter. I lost before we even exchanged blows—I had it far worse than you. Later, I realized that in this era... there will always be people stronger than us whom we need to chase!" "..." Yang Sha glared at him. *Damn it, your comfort is worse than saying nothing at all!* It only chilled his heart! What did he mean, there would always be people stronger than them? Why couldn't they become the strongest? Still, thanks to his junior brother's antics, his mood actually improved a bit. It was true—Lin Yao had suffered worse, losing before even trading blows. Back then, Su Yu had been enraged and humiliated him thoroughly. If his junior brother could endure that, at least Su Yu hadn't humiliated him today. "I lost!" Yang Sha spoke up, looking up at Su Yu on the ring, and sighed. "I'll give you the one hundred merit points later! Su Yu, I may have lost, but you insulted my teacher..." He found himself unable to finish the threat! Su Yu smiled faintly. "I had no intention of insulting anyone. If you believe I insulted Teacher Liu, then I apologize to him. However... Teacher Liu, as a Tengkong Realm expert, made things difficult for students. A person ought to respect themselves; if he wants others to respect him, he must first respect himself! When he places himself on the same level as students, what I said can hardly be called an insult, can it?" Yang Sha's face flushed red. Down in the crowd, a girl suddenly shouted, "Well said!" "Exactly!" "A teaching assistant bullies students, and the student isn't even allowed to talk back?" "Junior Brother Su Yu is just too well-mannered and reasonable—what does he have to apologize for!" "Junior Brother Su Yu is so polite!" "And handsome too!" "..." A chorus of students chimed in, chattering away. The atmosphere grew lively! Strong, talented, young, handsome, polite, and reasonable... He was simply too endearing! At this rate, someone was bound to ask if he was interested in getting a girlfriend! ... Toward the back, Huang Qifeng frowned, distinctly displeased. He could accept Su Yu winning, but what was this reaction? Shouldn't the crowd sympathize with the loser, Yang Sha? Why had it turned into everyone condemning Yang Sha instead? It wasn't as if Yang Sha had said anything outrageous, had he? "He entered the Top 100 Rankings!" Looking at Su Yu, Huang Qifeng's expression shifted. The kid truly had some talent. It had only been two months. Give him a bit more time, and wouldn't he turn the sky upside down? With that in mind, Huang Qifeng stepped forward. Several students beside him hurried to follow. Ahead, feeling the sharp aura approaching from behind, students parted one after another! A powerhouse had arrived! Glancing back, they saw Huang Qifeng! Many eyes took on strange expressions. It was Huang Qifeng, the one who had gravely wounded Wu Jia. He had actually come! Beside the ring, the crystal monument displayed Huang Qifeng's name. Huang Qifeng, ranked 71st! A few spots higher than before! Su Yu also noticed the crowd parting below, clearing a path. The next moment, he saw Huang Qifeng and recognized him. He had read this person's file. Su Yu looked down at him. Disliking the condescending angle, Huang Qifeng kicked off the ground and leapt onto the ring. Leveling his gaze with Su Yu, he said indifferently, "You are Su Yu?" Su Yu remained silent. "Wu Jia's junior brother? Bai Feng's student?" Huang Qifeng remarked coolly, "Your senior sister was too weak! Not only weak, but lacking the awareness of the weak! I told her to concede, yet she stubbornly held on. Even now, she hasn't recovered from her heavy injuries. Someone with so little self-awareness is just as you described: one ought to respect oneself! She... possessed no such awareness whatsoever!" "Huang Qifeng?" Su Yu looked at him, the smile fading from his face. "Did you step onto this ring to challenge me?" "Challenge?" Huang Qifeng laughed. "You only stumbled onto the Top 100 Rankings by fluke, while I am ranked 71st. What qualification do you have for me to challenge you? You don't even have the right to challenge me! Of course, having entered the Top 100, you are barely qualified for me to look you in the eye!" With that, Huang Qifeng smiled. "Forget a Top 100 challenge. Are you interested in a private spar? I'll give you this chance!" Su Yu looked at him and smiled. "Huang Qifeng, you didn't injure my senior sister by accident, did you?" "Hah!" "I rarely lose my temper, but with you... I see no need to be polite!" Su Yu's smile vanished completely, replaced by a calm stare. "Why bother putting on an act? You reached the Wanshi Realm long ago, didn't you? You went out of your way to challenge my senior sister simply to target our faction, didn't you?" "If you dare to do it, dare to own up to it!" "Yet here in broad daylight, in front of everyone, you act underhanded and petty, which only makes me look down on you even more! You've been at this academy for five years, and this is all you amount to. If it were merely a matter of lacking strength, that would be fine—talent and resources have their limits." "Yet you clearly have the strength to reach the top fifty, but chose to hide it just to play these petty tricks... Disgusting!" Su Yu gave a sneer of contempt! Huang Qifeng's eyes turned icy, his voice cold. "So you're saying you don't want to spar with me privately?" "Spar?" Su Yu replied flatly, "Sparring with a petty scoundrel like you would only dirty my hands!" He turned to the referee. "Teacher, is there any way I can cripple him without being held responsible?" The moment those words were spoken, gasps erupted from the crowd below! "Junior Brother Su Yu, don't act on impulse..." Several female students couldn't bear it! How could he let himself be provoked like that! Huang Qifeng was a despicable scoundrel! Many had witnessed how heavily he had injured Wu Jia, showing no mercy whatsoever, earning him the deep disgust of many women. Now he had come up to provoke Su Yu—clearly with malicious intent! Su Yu smiled and cupped his hands toward the crowd. "Thank you all for the warning! But the grudge of my senior sister being gravely injured sticks in my throat! In a normal spar, losing is just losing—we can accept that! But when someone resorts to such vile, underhanded tactics... it's sickening! I don't even consider people like that to be human!" "Well said!" Huang Qifeng's gaze turned fierce as he looked down at the crowd. Below, Wu Lan held her head high, proud and unyielding. "What are you looking at? I'm the one who shouted it! Shameless scoundrel! I despise people like you the most! If you have the guts, challenge the strong—bullying the weak just makes you trash!" Wu Lan wasn't afraid of him in the slightest! That was just her personality: looking down on the weak while wanting to defeat the strong. Even though she usually ended up having her face slapped, she only felt satisfied when picking on powerhouses! Huang Qifeng's eyes were freezing cold! Wu Lan! A member of the Wu family! At this moment, he couldn't easily retort. Beside them, the referee, who loved nothing more than stirring up drama, chuckled and said, "Cripple him without being held responsible? Simple! Break into the top eighty, challenge him, and sign a life-and-death contract. Then neither party is liable for crippling the other! Of course, life-and-death contracts are a bit troublesome; both of your teachers have to sign off on them to keep you brats from running wild!" With that, the referee grinned. "There's another way: you two agree beforehand that neither will concede. Unless a life is truly on the line, I won't step in to stop it!" He added playfully, "Since you hate each other so much, why not just do that? No one dies, and it's simpler than a life-and-death contract." This guy clearly wanted to watch the world burn. Just then, several figures flew through the air from the distance. Overhearing the referee's words, one of them barked, "Zhao Ming! What nonsense are you spouting? Who gave you permission to egg students into a life-and-death battle?" The referee called Zhao Ming didn't care in the slightest. Smiling, he said, "Look at how you put it—did I egg them on? If they want to fight, doesn't the academy allow it? Am I supposed to stop them? I'm just here to earn some side income; am I not even allowed to say a few words?" The newcomer ignored him. Landing, he looked at Su Yu. He was quite young, appearing around thirty, with sharp, chiseled features and a stern demeanor. Looking at Su Yu, he snapped, "Focus on your rankings challenge. What meaning is there in petty bickering?" With that, he glared at Huang Qifeng and barked coldly, "Higher-ranked students may not take the initiative to challenge lower-ranked ones. Do you not know the rules?" Huang Qifeng frowned, replying indifferently, "We are both Top 100 students. As long as Su Yu has no objection, this doesn't violate any rules, does it? Besides, I only suggested a private spar, not a ranking match!" The young researcher swept a cold glance over him, paid him no further attention, and turned back to Su Yu. "Continue the Top 100 challenges. Don't get dragged into irrelevant matters!" Although Su Yu didn't know the man, he sensed his good intentions. Yet he had wanted to deal with Huang Qifeng for a long time. He had held back until today, waiting until he mastered his martial technique before stepping onto this ring—wasn't it all for this very day? Su Yu took a deep breath and spoke: "Thank you, Teacher! However... I am someone who keeps clear accounts of gratitude and grudges! The Single Divine Character Faction has bullied us repeatedly. A private spar is unnecessary; I refuse to spar with someone beneath contempt! I want to challenge him! Since I cannot do so right now, I will challenge someone ranked 81st or lower. Once I win, I will naturally have the right to challenge him, correct?" With that, Su Yu said in a resonant voice, "Is Senior Liu He here? On the day school started, you said you would wait for me on the Top 100 Rankings. Today, I, Su Yu, have arrived to challenge you—do you dare accept?" "Liu He!" Gasps rippled through the crowd once more. Had Su Yu lost his mind to anger? Challenging Liu He now, and then going after Huang Qifeng next? Liu He was ranked 84th on the Top 100 Rankings. At the start of the term, he had been 87th, but had risen several spots since—whether because those ahead had fallen off or because he had fought his way up was unknown. Huang Qifeng laughed! His laugh carried a playful edge as he looked at Su Yu, amused. "Fascinating! Quite confident, aren't you! Su Yu, you... are very interesting. I have my eyes on you now. I'll wait for you to beat Liu He before coming after me. If you lose... then a useless piece of trash like you truly won't have the right to fight me!" Su Yu said flatly, "Trash? A student under a Shanhai Realm teacher, enrolled for five years—who is the real trash here, doesn't everyone know in their hearts? If the seniors here had a Shanhai Realm teacher, would any of them be beneath you? Ridiculous! Consuming countless resources, guided by a Shanhai Realm expert, enrolled for five years... Heh. If I were you, I'd cripple myself rather than drag others down in shame!" Pointing casually at Yang Sha, Su Yu smiled. "Senior Yang is merely the disciple of a Tengkong Realm teacher, yet he felt ashamed for not being on the Top 100 Rankings! But you... the personal disciple of a Shanhai Realm expert, enrolled for five years, dare point at me and call me trash? My teacher is a Tengkong Realm cultivator, I have been enrolled for two months, and I come from Nanyuan. Huang Qifeng, not only are you a brute, but you're also an idiot—could you try growing a brain?" At that moment, Huang Qifeng's aura erupted, the overwhelming pressure of a Wanshi Realm cultivator washing outward! His eyes were chillingly ferocious! Su Yu had struck him right where it hurt most! Su Yu smiled faintly, calm and unruffled as a gentle breeze. "Reading books is meant to nourish one's nature, yet you don't even know how to speak properly or use your head. You... deserve to be called a Civilization Master? I'm ashamed to stand in your company; you bring disgrace to the very title!" "If not to seek justice for my senior sister, I wouldn't even deign to listen to your barking. Why would a human lower himself to argue with a mad dog!" "Well said!" Someone in the crowd shouted approval once more. Those who didn't dare yell out still found it immensely satisfying! *You only have a Shanhai Realm teacher! If I had a Shanhai Realm teacher and five years of study, I'd be far stronger than you!* Human nature was just like that. *With a teacher like that and resources like that, I'd definitely be better than you.* Huang Qifeng was inherently overbearing, and Su Yu's words pushed him to the point of furious disarray. Compared to Su Yu's calm, effortless composure, the contrast was glaring—Huang Qifeng looked just like a rabid dog! Such a person, just as Su Yu had put it, truly didn't deserve to be called a Civilization Master! Given the same treatment Huang Qifeng received, any of them would have charged into the top ten long ago, or even reached the Tengkong Realm! Huang Qifeng glared down at the crowd once more. It had been Wu Lan earlier, so who was it now? Below the stage, Jia Mingzhen was shouting his praise. Seeing Huang Qifeng look his way, he said casually, "What are you staring at? I'm not on the Top 100 Rankings—what are you gonna do, hit me? Just you wait. Once I get on the rankings, if you're still around, I'll beat you half to death. Try glaring at me again!" "..." Huang Qifeng felt like he was about to explode! He stared at Jia Mingzhen for a long moment before finally stepping down from the ring. Walking right up to him, he said in a low growl, "We'll see about that!" Turning toward Su Yu, he sneered, "No matter how nicely you talk, it's just cheap talk! I'll be waiting right here today for you to beat Liu He, then come find me!" Liu He was not currently present, but someone had already gone to notify him. Su Yu was in no rush. Smiling, he ignored Huang Qifeng and also stepped down from the ring. With a chuckle, he said, "Then I will wait for Senior Liu He to arrive. As for Huang Qifeng... would a senior please fetch a teacher skilled in healing? Just so that when I accidentally cripple him, he won't be beyond recovery and have his path of cultivation severed. Although I think the resources he consumed over the past five years were a complete waste... we should still observe basic human decency!" Up on the ring, the referee Zhao Ming said with a chuckle, "I'm skilled in healing—no need to call anyone! Whoever ends up crippled can come to me. Fifty merit points per treatment, available anytime!" Su Yu didn't reply. This man was simply a shit-stirrer; it was impossible to tell which faction he even belonged to. ... Meanwhile, the entire academy was in an uproar. Bai Feng's student was going to challenge Liu He to break into the top ninety, and then openly challenge Huang Qifeng. The conflict between the Single Divine Character Faction and the Multiple Divine Characters Faction had escalated to an irreconcilable point. Every opponent Su Yu had targeted in succession was a student of the Single Divine Character Faction. ... Yangxing Garden. With a dark face, Liu He strode out! *Using me as a stepping stone?* *We'll see if you, Su Yu, have the qualifications for that!* *Enrolled for barely two months and already daring to be so arrogant—today will be the day your reputation is utterly ruined!* Just as he stepped out of his villa, someone whispered, "Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Huang said it would be best if you lost to Su Yu... He wants to personally cripple him!" *Bang!*— With a single punch, Liu He sent the speaker flying, vomiting blood. He said coldly, "Get lost! Who does Huang Qifeng think he is, giving me orders? Su Yu is mine! That useless Huang Qifeng has been here for five years; acting like a meek grandson is fine, but he doesn't have the chops to play the big boss!" The student sent sprawling turned pale, not daring to utter another word, let alone report it to the academy. Clutching his chest, he scrambled away in haste. These geniuses were terrifyingly arrogant! He had suspected he was in for bad luck before coming, and sure enough, disaster had struck. Next time, he would make sure to deliver such messages from far away. Liu He's expression was defiant! Huang Qifeng? If not for his older brother advising him against making their relations too tense, he would have challenged Huang Qifeng long ago over his usual attitude. Did a five-year failure who hadn't even reached the top ten have the right to compare himself to him? Su Yu, on the other hand, was certainly more talented than Huang Qifeng. After only two months of study, even if Su Yu lost to him today, it would prove that Bai Feng's eyesight wasn't completely shot! "Bai Feng..." With a snort, Liu He dusted off the corner of his robe and continued striding forward. In the distance, Liu Hong stood with one arm crossed over his chest, stroking his chin with the other hand as he watched his brother rush off radiating murderous intent. He sighed, "I really need to take on a more reliable disciple!" Lin Yao was a fool. Yang Sha was mediocre. Liu He... best not even mentioned. His talent was decent, but he had a few screws loose in his head. Shaking his head, Liu Hong vanished from the spot, off to watch the show.