DEM Chapter 31: Just Xiao Chu'nan's Fantasy!

After arriving at the sports field, Su Yuan realized that his classmates were already practicing martial arts.

Seeing this scene, how could he not understand that the General Knowledge class had most likely been taken over by Teacher Li?

And he had actually been cultivating for an hour right under Teacher Li's nose? Was he really that bold?

Su Yuan hurriedly tried to come up with an explanation, but to his surprise, Li Ziquan, who was supervising the students nearby, waved at him first and said, "Su Yuan, you're here! Come over quickly."

Then, with a concerned expression, she asked, "Are you tired from cultivating? Do you want to rest a bit more?"

Her enthusiasm made Su Yuan almost think she was being sarcastic.

Teacher Li, please don't act like this, I'm scared.

But soon, Su Yuan recalled his encounter with Li Ziquan at the cafeteria.

It was clearly after he showcased his Eighteen Divine Pitchfork Forms that Teacher Li began to see him as a promising martial arts talent, which explained her consistent favor toward him.

For Su Yuan, who had always had average grades, this kind of treatment was entirely new, and he couldn't help but feel a bit unaccustomed to it.

He quickly shook his head, indicating that he was perfectly fine.

The classmates practicing diligently on the sports field were stunned by this scene, as if they had seen a ghost.

This Teacher Li was notorious for her double standards, always judging students by their grades rather than their character.

In her eyes, students who scored below ninety in Martial Arts were no different from amoebas.

By that logic, Su Yuan was at best on the level of a Cantonese double-ponytail sprite, so how had he suddenly earned the treatment of a favored disciple from Teacher Li Ziquan? Could there be some shady, model-eating deal behind this?

Li Ziquan said with a bright smile, "Su Yuan, I saw your performance outside the cafeteria the other day. I never expected to have such a hidden martial arts talent among my students."

"However, I didn't get a full look last time at the cafeteria. Why don't you show me now?"

If this had happened before, being called out by Li Ziquan like this would have terrified Su Yuan, who only knew the Eighteen Divine Pitchfork Forms.

But after receiving one-on-one tutoring from the grade's top student, he was no longer the same.

"How would you like me to demonstrate, Teacher?" Su Yuan asked, standing with his hands behind his back, exuding the air of a great master.

Li Ziquan thought for a moment, then turned to a girl in the crowd who was stretching lazily, her youthful energy impossible to conceal. "Wu Xingqi, come over and spar with Su Yuan."

"Alright, I'm coming!" Wu Xingqi waved her hand and strode over to Li Ziquan and Su Yuan with long, straight legs, moving like a gust of wind.

She sized Su Yuan up and down, then said in surprise, "You've broken through to the sixth layer of Qi Refining? No wonder Teacher Li didn't wake you earlier."

"But that's perfect. I'm also at the sixth layer of Qi Refining, though my spiritual energy data has reached 69.3. Still, we're in the same realm, so I won't hold back during our spar."

Looking at the carefree girl before him, her amber skin exposed, Su Yuan's lips curved slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

He cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Classmate Wu Xingqi, this might sound rude, but I have to be clear with you. Sparring with me won't be easy for you. If you can switch with someone else, you should."

At these words, Wu Xingqi's gaze toward Su Yuan instantly turned dangerous.

"Just because you broke through to the sixth layer of Qi Refining, you think you can dominate the heavens, the earth, and the air? Hmph, that's just Xiao Chu'nan's fantasy."

Su Yuan: "..."

If you say that, I won't hold back!

Without another word, Su Yuan calmly assumed his stance, the abyssal spiritual energy in his body surging through his vast meridians like the Yangtze River and the sea.

"Chief Su, are you ready? Here I come!" Wu Xingqi's lips curled as she lightly pushed off with her explosive calves, her agile body shooting forward like lightning.

In an instant, the tanned girl appeared in front of Su Yuan, her petite fist blasting out like a bullet, slicing through the air with a sharp, piercing whistle.

The power of this punch could rank among the top five in the class.

Yet, in Su Yuan's eyes, this punch was full of flaws.

Although he couldn't use the Eighteen Divine Pitchfork Forms barehanded, the keen insight he gained from wielding the pitchfork remained.

No matter where an enemy's attack came from, Su Yuan could anticipate it first!

The Brahma Pure Demon Heart granted him unparalleled focus, allowing him to react in an instant.

At the critical moment, Su Yuan slightly tilted his body, dodging the ferocious punch by a hair's breadth.

At the same time, he raised his elbow and struck at the joint of Wu Xingqi's swinging arm.

The Sunrise Fist was called a fist technique, but the elbow strike was the most powerful move in all fist techniques!

Bang!

Their elbows collided, producing a crisp sound of flesh meeting flesh. Wu Xingqi's delicate frame staggered slightly but quickly steadied.

She turned her head, looking at Su Yuan, who had effortlessly neutralized her attack, a radiant smile spreading across her pretty face. "Chief Su, that collision was really forceful."

Please, young lady, can you stop saying such provocative things?

Under the watchful eyes of his classmates and teacher, Su Yuan felt cold sweat break out instantly.

Fortunately, the fight could end soon.

In the brief moment their skin made contact, a large amount of abyssal spiritual energy had already surged into Wu Xingqi's body.

Unaware of this, Wu Xingqi thought it was just a normal clash of spiritual energy and continued to swing her fist carelessly.

This time, Su Yuan didn't even bother to dodge. He merely extended a single finger and, like lightning, tapped her forearm.

It was an utterly ordinary tap, containing no hidden force or anything else, but the moment it connected, Wu Xingqi froze as if struck by lightning.

"Ah!"

Her delicate body stiffened in place, and from the point where Su Yuan touched her, an indescribable tingling sensation surged through half her body.

If one had to describe it, it was as if she had been hit hard in a nerve, every inch of her skin feeling like it was sprinkled with popping candy, jumping chaotically.

Under the influence of this sensation, Wu Xingqi's ability to maintain her balance already spoke to the firmness of her Heart of the Dao.

"You... Su Yuan, how did you do that?" Wu Xingqi turned her head with difficulty, her pretty face full of shock.

But immediately, a resolute expression appeared on her face. "No matter what trick you just used, I won't give up easily!"

With that, the girl endured her body's discomfort and tried to throw another punch at Su Yuan.

But as soon as she moved, her clothes began to rub frantically against every inch of her skin in contact with them.

"Mm!"

In that instant, Wu Xingqi felt waves of electricity surging into her consciousness, her thoughts going completely blank.

Under everyone's gaze, Wu Xingqi slowly collapsed, sitting on the ground like a duck, her usually bright and spirited eyes now dazed.

The entire field fell silent.

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