"Marshal Wen, apart from Su Yue in the last potential class, there were also the brothers Liao Ping and Liao Ji. They are actually quite strong."

Wu Yongchang frowned.

This nephew of his had everything—high talent and strong aptitude, but his only flaw was that he looked down on others since he was young.

But there was no helping it; as the apple of the family's eye, Marshal Wu Wen certainly had the right.

"Liao Ping?

"He's just a coward, beaten since childhood, how could he amount to anything?

"As for Liao Ji? He's the only one I can take seriously, but unfortunately, being under Dai Yuegui, he won't achieve anything. After a year in the potential class, even his basic Gang Qi techniques could be wasted.

"The potential class is only for cultivating a bunch of exam machines, Qi and Blood Martial Artists. In terms of real combat, they're a bunch of trash.

"If I meet Liao Ping and Liao Ji, I will definitely beat them into Liao "Incomplete".

Marshal Wu Wen's expression grew more contemptuous.

"Well... still, let's keep a low profile."

Wu Yongchang was also helpless.

Marshal Wu Wen was somewhat spoiled, and this time, even going to the potential class, his family had arranged for him to go as an instructor to personally educate his nephew.

"Uncle, you also need to train properly. You're only a second grade; I can surpass you anytime. You need to be mindful of this."

Then, Marshal Wu Wen changed his tone, surprisingly starting to lecture the class teacher.

"Uh, I know!"

Wu Yongchang's face darkened.

How humiliating, being reprimanded by his own nephew.

"I'm really looking forward to the potential class. I heard there's a program where the seniors can beat up the freshmen, to help them acclimate.

"This year, I want to see how this acclimation works."

Marshal Wu Wen played with a dagger in his hand, with Gang Qi flickering on the blade, dazzling to the eyes.

"Haha, my nephew is so amazing, he definitely won't get beaten."

Wu Yongchang sincerely praised.

This wasn't flattery.

Marshal Wu Wen's talent in martial tactics was truly outstanding.

Although he hadn't yet sealed a grade, his mastery of Gang Qi was already well-practiced, and he was not inferior to a first-grade martial artist.

In real combat, Marshal Wu Wen had even defeated a few very weak first-grade martial artists.

He had every right to be proud.

"Hmph, a bunch of trashy Qi Blood Martial Artists, when the potential class starts, I'll show you what real martial tactics are!"

Marshal Wu Wen smirked slyly.

...

Xu Baiyan was having a beauty treatment.

The phone rang.

Damn, it was that bastard Yang Lezhi again.

Recently, this scoundrel had been pestering ceaselessly, spreading rumors that she was his girlfriend, ruining her reputation—absolutely vile.

"Spit it out if you have something to say!"

Answering the phone, Xu Baiyan felt like she was going insane.

"Yanzi, let me sing you a love song.

"You are my little apple... Am I singing well? How about being my girlfriend, I'll sing for you for a lifetime!"

Yang Lezhi shamelessly sang.

"Hello, this is Xu Baiyan's mother. May I ask what you want?"

Xu Baiyan cleverly thought on her feet. She took a deep breath, lowering her tone to intimidate Yang Lezhi with parental authority.

Beep, beep!

Sure enough, that fool Yang Lezhi hung up the phone immediately.

Damn it, why bother me?

Xu Baiyan was on the verge of going mad.

"Wait, something's not right. Isn't Xu Baiyan supposed to be an orphan? Where did her mom come from? Damn, I got played."

Originally, Yang Lezhi was feeling a bit nervous, having confessed to her supposed mother—so awkward.

But suddenly, he realized.

Ping!

Xu Baiyan hadn't even expelled her breath when damn Yang Lezhi's text arrived.

[Xu Baiyan, you're worse than a dog!]

Looking at the text, Xu Baiyan genuinely felt murderous intent rise up.

[Yang Lezhi, it's life or death between us. Let's duel; it's either you die or I perish.]

Xu Baiyan replied.

[Even dogs like me, but you don't, so you're worse than a dog.]

[Xu Baiyan, in life you're a Yang Family person, in death a Yang Family ghost—you're destined to be my wife.]

Yang Lezhi shamelessly continued texting.

"Ah... I'll kill you!"

Yang Lezhi's relentless cheekiness was wearing Xu Baiyan down relentlessly.

Ring ring!

That bastard couldn't leave her alone for a minute.

Yang Lezhi even sent a video call request.

Damn school internal network, couldn't block it, and Xu Baiyan couldn't turn off her phone lightly.

She connected to the video.

Yang Lezhi's annoying face still shamelessly smiled.

To dispel his harassment, Xu Baiyan stayed motionless like a Stone Man, pretending the signal was bad.

"Yanzi, you're so beautiful, I miss you so much."

"Yanzi, I've already thought of our baby's name. If it's a boy, we'll call him Yang Le Xu. If it's a girl, we'll call her Yang Leyan. What do you think?"

"Yanzi, I still prefer twins. Why don't you have a dragon and phoenix pair?"

Yang Lezhi babbled on.

The revenge from Su Yue continued.

...

Yu Liang City!

Su Yue continued to train diligently.

Time flew by, and unknowingly, the short two months had already passed.

The Divine Land had distinct seasons, and by June, the weather began to get hot.

In the small woods on the outskirts, a ghostly figure flitted among the intricate tangled forest, his feet lightly tapping the ground, and his body shifting into various strange positions.

Whoosh!

Finishing his training, Su Yue rested on a tree branch.

Unconsciously, the college entrance exams were almost here.

That's right.

Yesterday, Su Yue received the notice from Dai Yuegui. In two days, they were to return to the training base to prepare for the college entrance exams.

...

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