Bai Lin was unconvinced.

"I just made a mistake. Zhou Yan has only been enrolled for half a year. How could he be better than me?"

Bai Lin has been enrolled in the First Academy for over a year, and as a demigod, he has always had ample resources for advancement. Even if Zhou Yan is also a demigod, how could he possibly compare to someone who has cultivated for much longer?

Bai Lin's facial features were distorted.

"I'll challenge Zhou Yan again later when I've recovered. This scum's bad character must be corrected with my fists."

Wenwan, the senior student, chuckled, her eyes filled with pity.

"I doubt it will work. I asked a close friend at Suzaku Academy, and she told me that Zhou Yan has a violent temper and likes to go against others. Because of this, several senior students at Suzaku Academy don't like him. Among them, well, Lin Lei, a top student from Suzaku Academy who participated in the Four Schools Competition last year, fought with him and was defeated fair and square."

Bai Lin and Mi Qing were immediately dumbfounded.

Mi Qing couldn't help but say.

"Xiao Yan, ah no, Zhou Yan, should have awakened a little longer than me, well, just a little bit longer."

Mi Qing had only been awakened for half a year.

Wenwan, the senior student, shrugged.

"Who knows what kind of bloodline this scum is, or how his bloodline power was activated? In any case, this guy not only defeated the top students of Vermilion Bird Academy, but even Wu Shanfu, a top student from White Tiger Academy who was in the top ten of the four-school competition last year, praised him highly."

Wen Wan's best friend is a top student from the Vermilion Bird Academy who trains at the Wu Family Martial Arts Hall. That's why she knows how the top students from the Vermilion Bird Academy and the White Tiger Academy evaluate Zhou Yan.

The wild-looking senior stroked his chin and said.

“Wu Shanfu? That’s incredible. She and I are both from the Wu clan, but her passion for swordsmanship is much stronger than mine. If I were to fight her, it would be a 30/70 split.”

Wenwan, the senior student, spat.

"You're really trying to make yourself look good."

This wild senior's grades last year were only around fifteenth, a huge difference from Wu Shanfu's top ten ranking in her first four-school competition.

The gentle senior student changed her tone.

"In short, the fact that Wu Shanfu praised him so highly means that Zhou Yan's combat strength is at least on the same level as ours."

Bai Lin was unconvinced.

"Perhaps, perhaps this Zhou Yan is just putting on an act, and is actually a fraudster."

The wild senior sneered.

"Don't let humiliation blind you. Sometimes the stronger the enemy, the easier it is for you. For example, right now, you were beaten up by students from Suzaku Academy. We should have been angry, but now that we know the guy who beat you up is someone even Wu Shanfu would praise, we're not angry anymore."

The ambitious senior shrugged.

"It's understandable that you lost. Work hard during this time and try to defeat that scumbag next time."

Bai Lin wanted to retort, but he just lowered his head.

Mi Qing, sitting by the bed, also looked rather unwell. Zhou Yan had actually managed to defeat Bai Lin; Zhou Yan had actually managed to compete with the top senior students at her own school after only half a year of training…

The better her ex was doing, the more uncomfortable Mi Qing felt.

But it's okay.

Mi Qing suddenly thought of Qinglong. Qinglong valued her highly and guided her step by step to improve. Compared with Qinglong's high regard, what was Zhou Yan's little skill?

Yes, my choice was right. Lord Qinglong is definitely better than Zhou Yan.

The gentle senior student turned her gaze away from Bai Lin and gave the ambitious senior student a look. The ambitious senior student understood what the senior student meant and then spoke to Bai Lin.

"Junior Brother Bai, you should rest well and recover from your injuries. Don't think about revenge anytime soon."

The gentle senior and the wild senior left the ward together with the teachers from the First Academy.

As soon as the three of them stepped out, the wild senior took out his phone and dialed a number.

……

A mountain peak.

A young man with well-defined muscles, a solemn expression, and bare torso stood on a soft patch of ground.

Behind him stood a young man of the same age as him, but much more handsome, holding a stack of talismans in his hand.

The shirtless young man shouted.

"Come!"

The young man took out a talisman and stuck it on the back of the shirtless young man. The talisman shone brightly, and the ground shook instantly. Numerous cracks appeared under the shirtless young man's feet, and his feet sank five centimeters into the ground.

The young man holding the talisman asked in surprise.

"Boss Mo, that's impressive! Each Three Mountains Talisman weighs a hundred tons, and you actually managed to deflect its force?"

The shirtless young man, the gibbon, said smugly.

"Not enough, have more!"

The young man holding the talisman took out another talisman and stuck it on the back of the gibbon. The gibbon's face darkened, and its two feet sank ten centimeters into the ground, but that was nothing.

The gibbon lifted its foot and placed it forward.

The ground within a kilometer radius trembled slightly, and many pebbles bounced up and down.

The gibbon, with its body weighing two hundred tons, could stand on the ground with its two size 45 feet without sinking in. This was because it had maximized its power and distributed all its weight evenly on the ground.

The young man behind him nodded in horror.

Over the past year, Mo Yu, the strongest student in his own academy, has become increasingly adept at using his strength. As the most talented monkey in combat among the Four Mischievous Monkeys, Mo Yu has clearly integrated his talent into his absolute skills.

only……

It seems a true god has appeared in this competition.

Mo Yu took a few more steps, and his robust physique slowly revealed a captivating bronze hue.

Two more, please!

The handsome young man went up and affixed two Three Mountains Talismans to his boss. As soon as the two talismans were affixed, the spine of the Long-Armed Ape was immediately pressed down, and its feet sank thirty centimeters into the ground.

"Damn, that's awesome!"

The gibbon roared, then lifted its foot and stepped on the ground. This time, the ground shook much more than before, and even pebbles the size of a thumb bounced up. The gibbon's foot sank ten centimeters when it landed.

Bearing a weight of 400 tons, the gibbon moves, walks, and exercises little by little.

After going back and forth two or three times, the gibbon was still not tired, but its phone, which was placed on a clean rock, rang.

The handsome young man asked the gibbon.

"Boss Mo...it seems to be that guy Xiao Xiang."

"It's a gibbon," the gibbon muttered.

"Turn on speakerphone."

The handsome young man answered the phone and put it on speakerphone.

Xiao Xiang from the First Academy relayed the message.

"Boss, Bai Lin got beaten up. I've pretty much got the gist of it..."

Xiao Xiang recounted how Mi Qing had been bullied by Zhou Yan in the past, and how Bai Lin, unhappy about it, went out to cause trouble for his girlfriend, only to be knocked unconscious by Zhou Yan.

"...That's the gist of it. According to students from Vermilion Bird Academy and White Tiger Academy, Zhou Yan is very strong in combat and has a very violent temper. I've already calmed Bai Lin down so he won't cause trouble for Zhou Yan, but this matter..."

The long-armed ape, who had been training under pressure, stopped, and the man who had consistently ranked first in four schools said nonchalantly.

"Is what Mi Qing said true?"

Xiao Xiang's voice came through the phone again.

"The students from Zhuque Academy say that Zhou Yan loves to oppose others and has killed several of his classmates. Several top students from Baihu Academy told me that Zhou Yan once drugged and almost raped one of their female classmates, but fortunately, their teacher stopped him."

"Students from both schools say that Zhou Yan is no good."

Chapter Seventeen Cooperation

Isn't he a good person?

The gibbon stopped training.

"I see."

The long-armed ape tore off the talisman from its body and threw it away. As soon as the talisman was torn off, its radiance quickly dimmed. Although the long-armed ape had the strength of a hundred tons, once it was thrown away, it floated lightly in the air for a few moments before falling to the ground. When it landed, it couldn't even be crushed by a pebble; it looked like an ordinary piece of paper.

The handsome young man behind the gibbon turned off his phone and asked again.

"Should I investigate Zhou Yan and Mi Qing?"

The gibbon turned around and shook its head.

Why conduct an investigation?

The gibbon said nonchalantly.

"All I heard was that our lovely junior was bullied by students from Suzaku Academy, that's all."

The handsome young man smiled.

"Too."

It is said that revenge will never end in this world, but why can't the enemy put down their hatred for us, instead of swallowing our hatred?

So let the people from Suzaku Academy handle the investigation and such.

They could simply pretend to be ignorant and beat up the people at Suzaku Academy. After that, they could wait for the teachers and top students from Suzaku Academy to come over, and then talk things out amicably. At worst, the Long-Armed Ape would just have to bow his head and apologize and say a few soft words.

As the strongest among the top students of the four schools, the Long-Armed Ape was too lazy to care about the trivial matters of his juniors. All he cared about was that his junior had been bullied.

The gibbon walked to the rock where its phone was, picked it up, and said something to its friend.

"Go back and give Bai Lin a good talking-to. Damn it, he's a complete waste."

The handsome young man continued to laugh.

Actually, it's normal for young people to fight at the drop of a hat. Who doesn't have fiery and passionate blood flowing through their young bodies? Only a few are cunning and calculating, wanting to collect everyone's mentality and future changes to make the best choice.

He doesn't look like a young person at all.

So fighting is fine, and it doesn't matter if someone ends up in the hospital. At worst, we can go to the loser in the hospital together to apologize and make amends.

But we can't lose.

If you lose, you're trash, you're a disgrace, and people will look down on you.

Therefore, we must get our revenge.

……

Conference room on the second floor of the East Asia Hotel.

Wang Xuan sat in a chair, and opposite him sat a petite and cute reporter who asked him a question.

"Mr. Wang, according to our understanding, you are the young patriarch of the King's family of the East Sea, is that right?"

Wang Xuan nodded. Outside the conference room, two TV station employees, whom Wang Xuan couldn't see, were talking quietly.

"Is this Wang Xuan the young king of the Donghai Kingdom?"

"Tsk tsk, the Donghai Kingdom still retains its royal family and nobles. What era is this? There are still such feudal remnants. It's disgusting."

The two spoke very softly, but as true gods with perceptions of billions, they still heard everything they said.

Wang Xuan nodded without changing his expression.

"Yes, I am a representative of the Donghai Kingdom. I came here specifically to offer my condolences after hearing that your country has suffered from the plague."

The reporter smiled gently.

"I am grateful on behalf of my country for your concern."

Wang Xuan spoke with great poise.

"The culture of the Donghai Kingdom originated from the Dongxia Federation. Now that your country is in trouble, as a brother nation, we certainly have to come and see."

The reporter said happily.

"Yes, yes, I know that. Your country's culture is a variation of ours, including all kinds of martial arts, which were passed down from our country."

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