DEM Chapter 32: My Own Mediocrity Is Scary Enough, But My Brother’s Success Hurts Even More!

Many people thought that the sparring match between Wu Xingqi and Su Yuan would end quickly.

But that assumption was based on Su Yuan being the one knocked down.

Yet, the result was that Wu Xingqi collapsed in a daze in less than ten seconds.

What exactly had Su Yuan done, and why had Wu Xingqi suddenly fallen motionless to the ground? The classmates had no idea.

They were utterly baffled.

"Xingqi, are you okay?"

After a while, a girl who was close to Wu Xingqi couldn’t hold back and spoke up.

She stepped forward to help Wu Xingqi up but was stopped by a clear, cold voice, "Don’t touch her. She can’t move right now. The more she moves, the worse it’ll get."

"Okay, okay, Class Leader."

The girl quickly nodded.

The one who spoke was, of course, Chen Nuoyi.

As the first person to experience the power of abyssal spiritual energy, she knew better than anyone how terrifying it was.

During last night’s tutoring session with Su Yuan, even though she expelled the abyssal spiritual energy from her body the moment it entered, she still felt a few tremors that shook her Heart of the Dao.

But Wu Xingqi, unaware of what was happening, had taken a full, potent dose of Su Yuan’s abyssal spiritual energy. Her body’s sensitivity must have been heightened ten or twenty times above normal.

In that state, even a breeze blowing over her would likely feel like a knife’s cut.

Su Yuan, worried that something might happen to Wu Xingqi, hurried forward and gently touched her limp, rounded shoulder, drawing the abyssal spiritual energy out of her body.

He had gone a bit heavy-handed earlier.

Even Su Yuan hadn’t expected that, after breaking through to the sixth layer of Qi Refining, his abyssal spiritual energy would be this powerful.

After withdrawing the energy, Su Yuan was about to step back, but Wu Xingqi suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Su, Chief Su," Wu Xingqi gasped softly, her flushed cheeks lifting as she asked earnestly, "When I tried to attack you just now, why did I feel like I was being shocked? It was like I couldn’t bear to hit you... Could this, could this be what love feels like?"

Su Yuan: "..."

You call that love?

Girl, you can’t possibly be confusing a psychological reaction with a physiological one, can you?

Don’t you always act like you’re so experienced? How do you not understand this?

"No, you’re wrong, don’t overthink it."

"You’re a good person, but we’re just bros."

Su Yuan immediately unleashed a smooth triple denial plus a good-guy card combo.

"I, I figured as much."

The girl seemed a bit indignant, letting out a cold huff as she shook off Su Yuan’s hand and struggled to stand up.

But halfway through standing, her legs trembled uncontrollably, and as they gave out, she instinctively grabbed Su Yuan’s arm to keep from falling, her body collapsing onto him.

On the scorching martial arts field, everyone was sweating profusely from training, and Wu Xingqi was no exception.

Yet Su Yuan didn’t smell sweat on her; instead, he caught a whiff of bread.

It seemed to come from her clothes.

"Did she stop by a bakery to buy bread?" Su Yuan wondered to himself as he steadied the increasingly embarrassed tanned girl and, under the strange gazes of his classmates, handed her over to her friend.

"Damn it, I feel like my reputation just took a hit."

Su Yuan couldn’t shake the chill running down his spine.

Just as he sent Wu Xingqi off, he turned around and locked eyes with Li Ziquan.

The stunning, mature teacher was staring at him intently.

Her gaze was like that of someone sizing up a prime piece of ingredient, filled with both admiration and a strong hint of aggression!

"Su Yuan, have you awakened a bloodline? And the properties of this bloodline seem perfectly suited for close combat!" Li Ziquan said, her usually stern and cold voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"During your fight with Wu Xingqi, I noticed your focus and grasp of timing were impeccable."

"Though your fist technique is barely at Major Achievement and your Seven Star Steps are only at Minor Achievement, I see your immense potential!"

"Rest assured, I won’t let your potential go to waste. Before the college entrance exam, I’ll make sure to shape you into one of the top five, no, top three martial arts talents in the school."

As Li Ziquan’s excited voice echoed across the field, the classmates finally understood what Wu Xingqi had just gone through!

A bloodline! It was the unique spiritual energy born from a bloodline!

Su Yuan had actually awakened a spiritual bloodline!

In an instant, Class Two’s students were consumed with envy.

The few classmates who were usually on good terms with Su Yuan looked as twisted as vengeful spirits.

Damn it, we agreed to be background NPCs together! And you went behind our backs and awakened a top-tier cultivation talent!

My own mediocrity is scary enough, but my brother’s success hurts even more!

A tragic, thick barrier had now formed between them and Su Yuan!

"Ah, um, thank you, Teacher."

Su Yuan, unsettled by Li Ziquan’s predatory gaze, cautiously stepped back a couple of paces and nodded hesitantly.

He was a fake genius. If Li Ziquan, while carefully guiding him, discovered his martial arts talent was average, would she abandon him?

Lost in his wild thoughts, Li Ziquan spoke again.

"By the way, I actually have an announcement today regarding the top-ten graduate who will soon visit Taihua High School."

At this, Su Yuan and the other students’ attention was immediately piqued, even Chen Nuoyi’s.

A few days ago, Yue Lin had told them that an elite graduate from one of the top ten immortal cultivation academies would visit Taihua High School soon and might even become a teacher for the special advanced class.

Was there new information about this?

Li Ziquan continued, "After discussions among the school’s leadership, we’ve decided to hold a martial arts competition on the day of the top-ten graduate’s visit."

"Participants will come from the eight senior-year classes, with each class selecting one representative."

"This is a great opportunity to shine. Those who rank in the martial arts competition will earn direct admission to the special advanced class, scholarships, and other rewards."

Su Yuan’s eyes lit up.

Direct admission to the special advanced class?

This was a crucial opportunity for him!

To be honest, while his grades had improved significantly recently, he wasn’t entirely confident he could reach the top fifty or even top thirty in the school before the monthly exams.

Compared to the monthly exams, which covered six subjects, a martial arts competition, a single event where he had an advantage, offered a much better chance of securing a high ranking.

Not to mention the scholarships. He just hoped the amount would be generous.

But soon, Su Yuan noticed another detail in Li Ziquan’s words.

Each class could only send one participant to the martial arts competition.

Hiss—

Su Yuan sucked in a breath.

No matter how you sliced it, it wouldn’t be his turn, right?

Just as Su Yuan felt his hopes fading, Li Ziquan smiled slightly and said, "Since everyone’s here, I’ll go ahead and confirm Class Two’s representative."

"I was a bit hesitant before, but now I’m absolutely certain of our participant: Su Yuan."

Hiss—

At her words, all the students present gasped.

Teacher Li, is this about talent? Or is it favoritism? We’re blacklisting you!

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