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Chapter 115 Please Stand on Top of the World (4k)

On Thursday afternoon, in the Eastern Conference semifinals, Bai Ze Wugao High School faced Yun Dian Wugao High School.
For the Tianhai City spectators who supported Bai Ze Wugao, this match was a relaxing time where they could enjoy snacks and drink cola.
But for the audience in Yutao City, it was a complete disaster.

Yundian Wugao's morale was low throughout the game, while Wang Hai and others from Bai Ze Wugao had made some progress compared to before. When the two sides clashed, Yundian Wugao was defeated before Zhao Lingyu even took the field.

"The winner is Yuan Qiu, Bai Ze Wu Gao is better than Yun Dian Wu Gao."

The game ended, the whole audience cheered,
This time it is not only for the victory of Bai Ze Wu Gao, but also for the victory of Tian Hai City.

The final on Sunday will be a match between Bai Ze and Qing Ye, two martial arts high schools in Tianhai City. This will be an unprecedented first in the Eastern College League.

The officials from Tianhai City who came to watch the game also stood up and applauded with great joy.

It doesn't matter to them whether Aoba Wugao High School or Baize Wugao High School wins the finals. As long as the championship belongs to Tianhai City Wugao High School, it will be a great achievement.
But these are outsiders’ thoughts.
For both Bai Ze Wugao and Aoba Wugao, there is only one champion, and the glory will only belong to the winning team. They must do their best to defeat each other.

At night, everyone on the Bai Zewu High School team gathered in the restaurant, eating, chatting, and watching TV.

At this time, the local TV station was broadcasting an exclusive interview with the Aoba Takeshi High School team.

Halfway through, Wang Hai put down his chopsticks and complained angrily:
"This woman, Qingye Wugao, is too tea-like in her words. What does she mean by:

“Although we are much less resource-intensive than Bai Ze Wugao High School and don’t have many supporters, our Wugao High School players will still work hard to win the game and show all the audience that ordinary Wugao High Schools also have the power to defeat key Wugao High Schools.”

It seems like we are the villains who have monopolized a lot of resources.
Before we won the championship, didn't we live a very frugal life? We were also criticized every day for being good at fighting internal battles but not good at fighting external battles.

Now that we are doing a little better, we are accused of bullying the weak. Is this reasonable?

And this Lin Meng is clamoring to defeat Bai Yu and Zhao Lingyu head-on. He is so arrogant. Aren’t they the ones who are playing tricks?"

Yuan Qiu and others nearby also had frowns on their faces, but they didn't want to ruin the atmosphere of the dinner, so they didn't say much.

Qin Ying shook his head slightly, cut the beast meat on the plate with a knife and said calmly:

"When you are weak, some people will bully you and look down on you.

When you are strong, some people will be jealous of you and suppress you.
As long as you are still alive in this world, you will inevitably encounter these two situations. This is part of the operation of the human world and it cannot be changed.

The only thing you can do is to constantly adjust your mindset, not to give up when you are weak, and not to bow your head when you are strong.

Your goal is to live in a different dimension of the same world as these people, understand?"

Qin Ying looked at Wang Hai.

Wang Hai, who has always been eloquent, seemed to be moved by something. He was speechless and nodded stupidly.

"The same goes for the rest of you." Qin Ying looked around, and an inexplicable sense of relief passed through everyone's hearts.

Bai Yu, who had been silent at the table, also nodded secretly.

What Qin Ying said was not just empty talk, but Qin Ying himself had reached this transcendent spiritual state, which was infinitely close to the "heart realm" of unity of body and mind. That is why all of them were affected.

"Okay, take your time eating, the school will pay for it."

Qin Ying looked at the time, put down her knife and fork, picked up the windbreaker hanging on the back of the chair, stretched out her arm and slipped into the sleeves, and put it on elegantly.

"Bai Yu, come with me. I'll take you somewhere."

After saying that, Qin Ying looked at Zhao Lingyu, who was sitting next to Bai Yu, and said, "It's a good thing, don't think too much about it."

Zhao Lingyu withdrew her questioning gaze and looked at the TV with everyone else.
At this time, the scene turned to the reporter's interview with Bai Zewu's high school team.
The interview with Bai Ze Wu Gao was conducted after the game in the afternoon. The TV station called her and Bai Yu, but Qin Ying directly helped her refuse and replaced them with Yuan Qiu.

"Yuan Qiu, your aggressiveness is too low. Why don't you just mock them harshly?" Wang Hai laughed.

Yuan Qiu's words were balanced. He did not provoke Qingye Wugao, nor was he sarcastic. At the end, he even said "I hope to present a wonderful duel to the audience." However, it lacked a bit of momentum.

"It's okay. Just wait and see. Bai Yu will be filled with hatred. Everyone in the TV station was stunned." Yuan Qiu raised his chin.

"Is it so exaggerated?" Wang Hai was skeptical.

After reading it, Wang Hai opened his mouth wide in disbelief. "Oh my god, this statement will probably top the trending searches in the east soon. It's too fierce."

Zhao Lingyu's eyes gleamed with surprise.
This kind of Bai Yu is indeed rare, but it is indeed Bai Yu's style, very direct and charming.
"Bai Yu, do you have anything to say to the members of Aoba Takeo High School?" asked the young and beautiful female reporter.

"Come on." Bai Yu said simply.

The female reporter frowned. Bai Yu's answer was a bit too bland, just like Yuan Qiu's. They needed some explosive points, otherwise there would be no way to spread the word.

"Just cheering? Nothing else? Let me tell you a little secret. When we were interviewing the players of Qingye Wugao High School yesterday, Lin Meng said he wanted to defeat you and Zhao Lingyu. You can respond now."

"Very good, working hard." Bai Yu remained calm.

The female reporter couldn't hold it anymore. Bai Yu was being too perfunctory. She said with a fake smile, just like her answer:
"Bai Yu-san has been encouraging the members of Aoba Takeshi High School. It seems like they have already secured victory."

"Isn't it a fact that the people from Aoba Takehiko High School need to work harder when facing me?" Bai Yu stared at the female reporter.

The female reporter stared with her eyes wide open for half a second, and the people around her who were lighting and taking photos were also dumbfounded.

They all thought Bai Yu was being modest, but it turned out that Bai Yu's words "Come on, work hard" were really encouraging Qingye Wugao.
Arrogance or self-confidence,
This statement really exploded.
If Bai Ze Wu Gao lost in the final, or Bai Yu lost to Lin Meng, they couldn't imagine how big the rhythm would be.

"Bai Yu, how about you answer it again, or should we change the question?"

"30", "29", "28", the red light at the T-junction counted down, and a black car going straight slowly stopped in front of the white line.

In the driver's seat, Qin Ying looked at Bai Yu in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

When the reporter interviewed her in the afternoon, she was at the scene, and Bai Yu's words did surprise her.
But when he thought about how all the members of Qingye Wugao High School had suddenly become stronger, and that Lin Meng had a conflict with Bai Yu last time, he understood a little more.
According to her observation and understanding, Bai Yu is rather negative in emotional relationships. Whether facing family or love, he tends to avoid them.

But they are quite proactive in solving such problems. They have a sense of paranoia and will unconsciously imagine the most dangerous situations.
Just like now, he seems to be sitting relaxed in the back seat, but his eyes are always observing the surrounding situation and collecting information.

She was very curious about why Bai Yu felt so uneasy, which was inconsistent with the positive and progressive environment of Bai Ze Wu Gao.
"Is it because you grew up in a single-parent family and suffered some trauma as a child?"

Qin Ying was thinking. The red light in front of her turned green. She stepped on the accelerator and the car moved forward again.

When they were about to reach their destination, she said the first sentence after getting on the bus: "Lv Hao, do you know?"

"I know. The previous principal of Bai Ze Wu High School was once a Jin Long ninth dan."

Bai Yu looked at the neon lights outside the window. The car was now driving at half the speed it was before. Their destination was most likely the hospital. "That's good." Qin Ying skipped the introduction. "He wants to see you now. You'll understand the rest when the time comes."

Five minutes later, the vehicle stalled in the underground parking lot of Tianhai Hospital.

Qin Ying led Bai Yu all the way to the twelfth floor of the Martial Arts Rehabilitation Center.

The Martial Arts Rehabilitation Center is a building dedicated to receiving professional martial artists. It is usually guarded by additional security personnel to prevent accidents such as vicious revenge and vendettas.

The twelfth floor is the floor with the highest level of security. Generally, only injured "Dragon"-level martial artists are placed here. Before Bai Yu and Qin Ying took the elevator to the twelfth floor, their identities and intentions were repeatedly verified by the guards before they were allowed to pass.

"Go ahead. It's the one with many people guarding the door."

Qin Ying leaned against the wall of the left passage, raised his chin towards the place where the people from the Martial Master Administration Bureau were gathered.

"Ah."

Bai Yu nodded and walked towards the care ward at the end of the corridor.

When he approached, the five people wearing silver sword and shield badges outside the ward all looked over.

"Is Senior Lu Hao here?" Bai Yu asked.

After a few seconds, none of the five people spoke, and no one planned to stand up to report. The group of people just watched with a rather arrogant attitude.

Seeing this, Bai Yu stopped wasting words and prepared to knock on the door himself, but as soon as he raised his arm, a cold voice sounded behind him:

"There's someone inside. You just wait outside obediently."

"is it?"

Bai Yu glanced at the rough hand that was already on his right shoulder, and turned to face the owner of the hand.
"I thought you were all mute?"

He said calmly, and grabbed the arm of the sturdy young man in front of him with his backhand, twisting it slowly.

The young man felt the pain and gritted his teeth, trying to pull his hand back.
But his flushed face and throbbing veins on his neck did not shake Bai Yu at all. Instead, his legs bent unconsciously as his arms twisted.

The other four people didn't expect that Bai Yu would dare to fight back, and he easily suppressed their people with one hand.

"How dare you!" The young man with a crew cut who was closest to them was shocked and angry, and he stepped forward to help.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, Bai Yu grabbed it in the same way.

"Snap!"
Bai Yu exerted a little force, and the two people who were restrained could not bear the pain and fell to the ground.
In a pure physical strength confrontation, the gap is obvious.

The remaining three people could no longer sit still after seeing this, and all stood up, the force field quietly activated.

However, none of the three used martial arts first, but just glared at Bai Yu and threatened him to let him go.

This is a hospital, and inside the ward are martial artists at the "Dragon" level. No matter how powerful they are, no one dares to disturb them.

Bai Yu watched coldly, not moved at all.

Before coming here, I told him to "go to bed early and get up early". Not everyone is optimistic about him and asks him to perform well.
Furthermore, Qin Ying has remained silent until now, allowing him to do whatever he wants, which should mean the same thing.

Just when the situation reached a stalemate, with a "click", the beige ward door opened, and a dark-skinned man with sword-like eyebrows walked out.

The five young men from the Martial Master Administration Bureau immediately gained confidence when they saw the man, and they shouted one after another: "Captain."

"Do I have to teach you the basic etiquette of keeping quiet outside the ward?"

The man wearing the golden sword and shield badge scolded coldly, then looked at Bai Yu.
"Come in, my second grandfather is waiting for you."

Hearing the name, Bai Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
He could understand that these people wanted to help their boss when they saw that his heirloom might fall into the hands of outsiders, or that their boss was reluctant to sell it and hinted at them to do so.

But he didn't understand why Lu Hao would consider him to inherit the "Yan Luo Blade" since he had younger generations.
If we only focus on his potential, it doesn't make sense.
The sword-browed man in front of him was less than thirty years old, but he was already wearing a golden sword and shield badge. He was definitely a rare talent.

However, he didn't need to think too much, the answer was in the ward.

Bai Yu loosened his hand, smoothed out the wrinkles on his shoulders, and pushed the door open under the gaze of several people.

The interior of the care ward is different from other wards with white as the main color. Apart from the necessary medical equipment, the rest of the things inside are full of the atmosphere of life.

Brown wooden furniture, several large flower pots for green plants, and decorative paintings and calligraphy.
The white-haired Lu Hao did not lie motionless on the bed with tubes inserted in his body like a dying patient.
He was sitting in a wheelchair, leisurely planting seeds in a row of flower pots on the windowsill.
Even though he only had one hand and one leg, the blankets on his body collapsed because there were too many of them and there was no support.

This is a body that has long been sentenced to death, and everything now is supported by the survival instinct.

"Winter is coming, and I don't know if it's too late for me to bury these seeds now."

Lu Hao muttered to himself as he put down the shovel in his hand. Then he looked at Bai Yu who had come over and pointed at the sofa.
"Sit down, you are my student, we don't need to be so formal with each other."

"Thank you, Principal." Bai Yu sat on the sofa.

"How is it? Qin Ying brought me here suddenly, and seeing me like this, do you have a lot of questions?"

Lu Hao said with a smile, moving the wheelchair to Bai Yu.
"Do you remember the ten records you broke in our school's No. 1 Scenario Classroom?"

"Remember." Bai Yu nodded.

"Among them, the record of 'the end of the road' was left by Zhao Linglong five years ago.
That year, I invited her to enroll, and she told me that she would accept if any student at Bai Ze Wu High School could reach half of the record.

The record stood for five years, and I kept it for five years, until you showed up and broke it."

Lu Hao recalled and sighed.
“However, some things have changed over time.
Zhao Linglong went astray and made some mistakes.
Not long ago, I wanted to bring her back and tell her that the path she chose was not the only way to become stronger.

Unfortunately, I failed. "

Lu Hao patted the empty blanket, his eyes somewhat dim and full of self-blame.
But the next second, he looked at Bai Yu, and all these were replaced by expectation and optimism.

"So, I hope you can help me tell Zhao Linglong,

Tell all those who have gone astray,
Even if you adhere to morality, advocate kindness, and believe in humanity itself, you can stand at the top of the world!

can you do it? "

At this time, an exquisite small wooden box fell in front of Bai Yu from the corner of the table. As long as Bai Yu stretched out his hand, he could get the high-level martial arts that countless martial artists dreamed of.

(End of this chapter)