Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

They didn't disrespect Su Yu.

Rather, this record far exceeded their understanding of the limits of martial arts.

On the podium.

Nie Changkong looked at the young faces below the stage, faces filled with skepticism.

He wasn't angry.

There was no rebuttal.

He simply stood there quietly, a complex, bitter smile appearing on his weathered face.

exaggerate?

Nie Changkong sighed helplessly in his heart.

"I'm exaggerating at all!"

"What I've said is already an extremely conservative version, okay?!"

Nie Changkong recalled the scene from half a year ago when Su Yu killed the Demon Emperor in the Hundred Thousand Mountains without even using his Qi and Blood, relying solely on the Qi of the Spear Intent.

Recalling the terrifying gravity field that nearly made Huo Zhenshan kneel when Su Yu woke up.

he knows.

What I just said didn't even describe one percent of Su Yu's true strength at the time.

Not to mention.

Later, when the powerful being from the center of the starry sky arrived, Su Yu followed him directly into the depths of the starry sky.

What level has Su Yu reached now?

Nie Changkong didn't even dare to think about it.

He looked at the new students below the stage, his tone calm, yet revealing an undeniable determination.

"You think it goes against common sense."

"It's because your perspective is still stuck in the realm of common sense."

"And him."

Nie Changkong pointed to the photo of Su Yu's back hanging on the classroom wall.

"He himself is the truth that transcends common sense."

offstage.

In the front corner of the lecture hall.

Lin Xiaoxiao sat there quietly.

She was wearing a dark red battle dress.

That was half a year ago, when Su Yu personally crafted the Breaking Army-level battle dress for her at the Heavenly Craft Pavilion.

The material of the battle skirt, although it was only a material suitable for generals.

However, under Su Yu's extraordinary forging technique, it exuded an extremely tough luster.

Half a year has passed.

Lin Xiaoxiao's cultivation level advanced by leaps and bounds under the inspiration of the domain spear intent left behind by Su Yu.

In addition, she receives a massive influx of resources from her status as a top-tier heiress.

She has now reached the level of a martial arts master.

Qi and blood break through a thousand.

He became the undisputed number one among this year's freshmen.

But at the moment.

This pure and beautiful young lady, whose temperament is becoming increasingly calm and reserved.

However, he turned a deaf ear to the doubts raised by the new students around him.

She rested her chin on her hand.

Those clear eyes were somewhat distracted as they stared at the photo of Su Yu's back above the podium.

His eyes revealed a deep stubbornness and longing.

"exaggerate?"

Lin Xiaoxiao murmured softly to herself.

A barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Only she knows.

The vice principal didn't exaggerate; in fact, he was being very subtle.

She will never forget it.

Six months ago, on that early morning, Su Yu was in the Extreme Flame Forging Room of the Heavenly Craft Pavilion.

The image shows someone wielding a massive hammer weighing tens of thousands of tons with one hand, refining star-patterned steel to its 100% purity with a single blow.

I can't forget it.

Before Su Yu left Blue Star, he casually left a domain spear intent on the wall.

She spent a full six months trying to comprehend that spear intent.

The more you understand, the better.

The more she sensed it, the more terrifying Su Yu's level of cultivation truly was.

That was an abyss that she could never hope to reach, no matter how hard she tried.

Where are you now?

Lin Xiaoxiao's eyelids drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled gently.

"The starry sky is so big."

"Have you become even stronger again?"

She did not feel inferior because of Su Yu's strength.

Her strong sense of self-respect wouldn't allow her to become a weakling who could only look up to others from behind.

In the past six months.

She practiced diligently, even to the point of exhaustion.

He desperately tried to comprehend the essence of the spear.

Even though each attempt at enlightenment would leave him spitting blood from the sheer power of that immense will.

She gritted her teeth and persevered.

She didn't aspire to catch up with Su Yu.

All she asked for was...

When Su Yu returns to Earth one day...

She has the right to stand beside him and say to him, "I haven't let you down."

Lin Xiaoxiao gently stroked the dark red battle dress she was wearing.

Feeling the lingering aura of Su Yu on it.

My mind is exceptionally calm.

Just then.

hum-

A ripple in space, so subtle that even Nie Changkong on the podium didn't notice it.

It spread quietly in the back row of the lecture hall.

There was no roar that tore through the void.

There was no overwhelming pressure from the vast energy and blood.

Like a drop of water, it quietly merges into the ocean.

In the shadows at the back of the classroom.

A spotless, plain-colored robe appeared out of thin air.

Su Yu.

He stood there calmly, his hands behind his back.

His deep gaze swept over the heads of thousands of new students.

I saw Nie Changkong on the podium, recounting his achievements with a serious expression.

I saw those freshmen who suppressed their urge to complain because they thought it was outrageous.

At last.

His gaze fell on the girl in the front row corner, who was wearing a dark red battle dress and resting her chin on her hand, lost in thought.

A subtle, gentle glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes.

Blue Star.

He is back.

He listened to the rational questioning from the crew-cut boy.

Listening to Nie Changkong's statement that he himself is the truth.

Su Yu did not interrupt.

He just stood there quietly.

He concealed all his presence.

He was just like an ordinary auditor.

Listen to their own legends, continuing to circulate on this blue planet.

"Vice Principal."

The crew-cut boy still didn't sit down. He looked at Nie Changkong with a stubbornness that belonged to young people.

"If what you're saying is true."

"So, what level is Senior Su Yu at now?"

"A martial god?"

"Or has he surpassed the God of War?"

This problem has arisen.

All eyes in the room once again focused on Nie Changkong.

Even Lin Xiaoxiao, who was lost in thought, slightly raised her head.

Nie Changkong fell silent.

He looked at the eager faces below the stage.

He opened his mouth.

But then I realized I had no idea how to answer.

Because Su Yu's breakthrough speed was simply too fast.

Now?

Who knows how perverted he's become.

Just as Nie Changkong was at a loss for words, and the situation reached a brief stalemate.

A flat, emotionless voice.

Sudden.

It traveled clearly from the last row of the classroom to everyone's ears.

"Black hole level".

These three words sound so light and airy.

But it was like a thunderclap, exploding loudly in the quiet tiered classroom.

Swish-! ! !

Thousands of new students, including Nie Changkong on the podium.

The instant I heard that sound.

The hairs on my body stood on end uncontrollably.

Everyone's movements were perfectly synchronized.

He turned around abruptly.

I looked towards the very back of the classroom.

In the corner of the front row.

Lin Xiaoxiao's body suddenly stiffened.

In those clear eyes, an incredible light instantly magnified to its extreme.

She turned her head blankly.

The end of the line of sight.

That young man in a plain robe, with deep and restrained eyes.

He was standing there quietly.

Like a god descending to earth.