High Martial Arts: Become a God by Spending Money, Start by Spending All Your Compensation Funds

Zhao Ritian's smile froze instantly, and his outstretched hand awkwardly stopped in mid-air.

His face gradually darkened, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

The reason he shamelessly offered to help today was that he wanted to make a good impression on Su Nianhe before graduation.

But to his surprise, Su Nianhe completely ignored Lin Yun after seeing him!

What a piece of trash!

Why should I?!

Why does Su Nianhe only have eyes for this good-for-nothing with only 2 points of Qi and Blood?

Su Nianhe ran to Lin Yun in one breath, slightly out of breath from running so fast, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Lin Yun, what are you doing here?" She looked up at Lin Yun, her eyes sparkling as if filled with stars.

Lin Yun awkwardly touched his nose, took a step back, and explained, "I came to move some equipment."

Upon hearing this, Su Nianhe's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then she visibly felt sorry for Lin Yun.

"You only have 2 points of health, how can you move such heavy equipment? Are you out of money?"

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something, her expression changed, and she suddenly became angry.

"I couldn't find you yesterday. They said Wang Erhu took you away. Did he steal your brother's compensation money? That bastard! I'm calling the Wang family right now and making them pay tenfold!"

As she spoke, she took out her phone and was about to dial a number.

"Don't!"

Lin Yun quickly reached out to stop her, "No, that's not true. Wang Erhu didn't steal my money."

"Then why did you come to do this kind of work?" Su Nianhe bit her lip, her eyes full of confusion and heartache as she looked at Lin Yun.

"I just want to earn some money myself."

Lin Yun said calmly.

"Make money?" Su Nianhe asked anxiously. "If you need money, just tell me. You know I'm very rich."

After saying that, she took out a black bank card from her pocket and stuffed it into Lin Yun's hand.

"There's two million here, it's what I had left over from buying equipment, you can take it and use it first."

Lin Yun looked at the black card in his hand and sighed helplessly.

One summer when he was eight years old, he was walking home from school when he saw three menacing human traffickers dragging a crying little girl into a bread cart in a secluded alley.

Without hesitation, he rushed forward, knocked one of the traffickers unconscious with a brick, and then grabbed the little girl's hand and ran for three blocks before shaking off the other two traffickers.

That little girl is Su Nianhe.

After that, Su Nianhe transferred to his school.

Wherever he went, she would always appear there by sheer coincidence.

When he went to the library, she would sit opposite him and read; when he went to the track to run, she would wait for him with water; when he went to the cafeteria to eat, she would sit next to him with her tray.

For ten whole years, she relentlessly pursued him, never wavering in her feelings.

Everyone knows that the Su family's little princess is in love with a good-for-nothing with low aptitude.

But Lin Yun always kept his distance from her.

He was acutely aware of the cruelty of this world.

In this era of spiritual revival, without strength, you have nothing.

He was just an ordinary person with low qualifications, unable to even protect himself, let alone protect Su Nianhe.

His brother had told him more than once, "Xiaoyun, don't fall in love with anyone easily before you have enough strength. That will only hurt her and yourself."

So all these years, he has deliberately avoided Su Nianhe.

Even though she repeatedly tried to win him over, he always responded with cold words.

It's not that he has no feelings for her.

He just didn't want to make any promises lightly.

Lin Yun pushed the black card back into Su Nianhe's hand, his tone firm: "Nianhe, thank you, but I can earn money myself."

"Lin Yun!" Su Nianhe's eyes reddened with anxiety. "I know you have pride, but do we need to be so calculating between us? If it weren't for you back then, I would have been kidnapped by human traffickers long ago! What is this little bit of money? I would give you all my money, even if it meant giving you everything I have!"

"I know." Lin Yun looked at her, his eyes softening slightly. "But even if you weren't the one who was abducted back then, I would still have saved you, so don't feel indebted to me."

"But……"

Before Su Nianhe could say anything more, Zhao Ritian, who was behind her, had reached his limit. He clenched his fists, forced a twisted smile, and said to Lin Yun in a sarcastic tone, "Lin Yun, don't think that just because Nianhe is here, she can back you up. You made those remarks yourself, so let's get started!"

He had already made up his mind. So what if Su Nianhe liked Lin Yun?

As long as Lin Yun can't move the equipment, he can make Lin Yun kneel down and kowtow to call him grandpa in front of everyone, completely trampling his face on the ground.

Su Nianhe will eventually see that this good-for-nothing is not worthy of her at all!

"Start with what?"

Su Nianhe suddenly turned her head to look at Zhao Ritian, her brows instantly furrowing into a knot.

She knew Zhao Ritian's character all too well; she knew without a doubt that he was up to something.

Zhao Ritian immediately adopted a wronged expression, spreading his hands and saying, "Nianhe, don't misunderstand. I kindly advised Lin Yun that this job wasn't something he could do and told him to leave quickly, but he wouldn't listen and insisted that he could move 900 kilograms of equipment, and even wanted to lecture me!"

He deliberately raised his voice, as if afraid others wouldn't hear him.

"I had no choice. I couldn't very well embarrass him, could I? I told him that if he could carry it up, I'd pay everyone double and apologize to those three workers. If he couldn't, he'd kneel down, kowtow to me, call me 'Grandpa,' and then get out of here. See? I've been quite accommodating to him, haven't I?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

The man in gray couldn't help but speak up.

"You insulted this young man first and threatened us with our livelihoods, that's why he retaliated!"

"Exactly! You still say this young man is a good-for-nothing who lives off his brother's hard-earned money!"

The bald man also shouted.

Zhao Ritian's face darkened: "Stop spouting nonsense, you three!"

"Zhao Ritian!"

Su Nianhe glared at him coldly, and the chill in her eyes made Zhao Ritian shut his mouth instantly.

She turned and grabbed Lin Yun's arm: "Lin Yun, don't argue with Zhao Ritian, he's just trying to provoke you."

"If all else fails, I'll ask my dad to arrange an easy job for you. It's better than doing manual labor here."

Lin Yun said firmly, "Nianhe, this has nothing to do with money. This is between him and me, and I have to resolve it myself."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

His eyes were clear and resolute, carrying an irresistible power.

Su Nianhe looked into his eyes, and swallowed back the words of advice that were on the tip of her tongue.

She bit her lip and turned to glare fiercely at Zhao Ritian.

"Zhao Ritian, I'm warning you. If anything happens to Lin Yun today, I will absolutely not let you off!"

Her tone was icy, with not a trace of a joke in it.

Zhao Ritian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said with a forced smile, "Nianhe, don't worry, how could I let anything happen to him? I was just joking with him."

He said this aloud, but inwardly he sneered: Are you kidding me? Wait until Lin Yun cripples you, then let's see if you'll still like him!

Lin Yun ignored the two of them and walked straight to the silver-gray virtual combat pod in the center of the training room.

The heavy metal cabin gleamed coldly under the lights, and the base was firmly attached to the ground, giving it a substantial feel just by looking at it.

The three laborers held their breath, their palms sweating.

They were just trying to persuade Lin Yun, but now they inexplicably hope that this spirited young man can create a miracle.

Zhao Ritian stood to the side with his arms crossed, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

He couldn't wait to see Lin Yun's face turn red from holding his breath, his strength failing him, and his eventual fall to the ground in a sorry state.

However, Lin Yun remained calm. He took a deep breath, bent down, and firmly gripped the base of the virtual combat pod with both hands.

"rise!"

With a low shout, he actually lifted the 900-kilogram metal hull.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.