19: Chapter 19 You're so amazing, why did you lie to me?

The Martial Arts Examination was next month. Originally, the two of them thought they could monopolize a class's worth of resources this time, making admission into a prestigious school more than just a dream.

They never expected that at this critical juncture, they would suffer such a heavy blow from Yun Zhuo. Even if they were healed, it would be impossible to get good results in the Martial Arts Examination; they might not even reach the Level 10 entry line.

If they didn't want to report to some third-rate martial arts university, repeating a year became their only choice.

But if they did that, they would be one step behind, then every step behind, never able to catch up to Yun Zhuo again.

This realization gnawed at their hearts like a venomous snake. How could they not hate him?

Li Wanqing coughed up blood, her fingernails digging deep into the dirt.

She was supposed to be the school beauty, adored by everyone, and would have stepped into a prestigious school soon. Now she was being forced back to her original form to repeat a year?

Why? How could a guy like Yun Zhuo, who previously didn't even dare to meet her gaze, become so dazzling now?

Why did he do this to me? Would it have killed him to let me win just once?

"Hey, don't do anything stupid!"

Just as Yun Zhuo took a step forward, Teacher Su's urgent voice echoed in his consciousness.

Yun Zhuo rolled his eyes. "Hey, hey, I haven't even done anything yet. Why are you so nervous?"

"I'm afraid you'll do something reckless! He's already crippled. Even if he's healed, his Furnace Rank will drop by at least one grade."

"This is still a school, and so many people are watching. If you kill him, even if you can run out of the school gates, you won't be able to run out of the city."

Yun Zhuo looked back at the others; indeed, they were all staring straight at him.

It was like a crowd at an execution ground waiting to see a beheading, filled with tension and anticipation.

In fact, they hadn't fully processed it yet. Chen Bo's move, the Great Sun Falling Blade Slash, had looked terrifying.

Everyone was still wondering if Yun Zhuo would suffer a loss, but then he just thrust his spear toward the sky and it was over.

Zhou Libin was the first to snap out of it. He ran panicked to Chen Bo's side and checked him carefully. Seeing that he wouldn't die, his heart finally settled back into his chest.

He was truly afraid Yun Zhuo would beat him to death. If that happened, it wouldn't be worth it at all for Yun Zhuo to be buried with him.

Seeing that Chen Bo was still alive, he quickly called over the dazed Dean of Students and told him to hurry and take the boy to the infirmary.

Right now, he had only lost his cultivation; if they were too late, he probably wouldn't even be able to keep his talent.

Then he looked at Yun Zhuo: "You two, come to the office with me."

After Yun Zhuo and Teacher Su were taken away by the Principal, the students were dispersed, but the school instantly erupted into a frenzy of discussion. Groups of students gathered in every corridor and corner of the playground.

"What exactly happened just now? Can someone tell me why Chen Bo acted like he was crazy, jumping onto the tip of Yun Zhuo's spear on his own?"

"Heh, wasn't a certain someone usually so impressive?" A boy wearing glasses sneered, his voice not loud but enough for those around him to hear.

"He used to say killing people was like child's play, and that when the Patrol Officers came, they'd have to smile and hand him a cigarette, praising his skills. But look at today! He was turned into a dead dog in a single move!"

Someone nearby immediately chimed in: "Exactly! Usually acting so arrogant, looking at everyone with his nose in the air. When he actually meets a tough opponent, he turns out to be a useless sack, beaten right back to his original form."

"I think he succeeded in a sneak attack yesterday and really thought he was invincible. Today he ran into a True God like Yun Zhuo; he completely brought it on himself!"

"Who else called Yun Zhuo from Class 5 trash? Step forward!" A tall boy suddenly slapped the railing and roared. "If anyone dares to talk nonsense again, I'll make him do a handstand and have diarrhea on the spot!"

The crowd burst into laughter, then quieted down again. "It's only because we're in school. Otherwise, with the ruthlessness Yun Zhuo showed just now, if he'd used Teacher Su's mecha to step on him again, that guy Chen Bo would really be a dead dog."

The trash who had been mocked for three years had finally used his strength to shut everyone up.

Lying in the infirmary, Chen Bo heard these words. He was so angry that a mouthful of blood sprayed directly onto the ceiling, nearly scaring the school doctor to death.

He never imagined that Yun Zhuo, whom he usually wouldn't even look at, would break his carefully designed Great Sun Falling Blade Slash with a casual strike.

It made him a complete laughingstock in everyone's eyes.

Hearing these words, Li Wanqing felt an inexplicable surge of irritation.

Yun Zhuo, you're clearly so strong, why did you lie to me? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?

No, you wouldn't have the guts. It must be that vixen Su Qingyuan; she's the one who taught you, right?

In the office, Zhou Libin turned on his desk terminal, his fingers flying as he typed something in a hurry.

He looked up at Yun Zhuo. "You can't stay at No. 8 Middle School anymore. I'm transferring you to Seventeenth Middle School. That's not the Chen family's business; they can't control things there."

"As long as you can smoothly take the Martial Arts Examination and get through this hurdle, everything will be fine."

After speaking, he pulled a crystal card from the terminal and handed it to Yun Zhuo. "Take this to Seventeenth Middle School and find Ren Honglin. He will arrange everything for you."

Yun Zhuo looked at the crystal card in his hand. "This thing shouldn't be cheap, right?"

"It's not that expensive," Zhou Libin waved his hand. "He owed me from years ago."

"Principal, I said before that once I make it big, I'll buy No. 8 Middle School. I mean it," Yun Zhuo said seriously.

"Fine, stop drawing pie in the sky for me. I don't even know if I'll live to see the day you make it big."

"Isn't that simple? As long as..."

"Stop right there! You brat, if you dare curse me to stop breathing again, believe it or not, I'll make you stop breathing first."

Zhou Libin finished speaking and took a bracelet out of his drawer. "What's inside are the cultivation resources for Chen Bo and the others for next week."

They probably won't be able to use them anyway, so you've lucked out, kid."

With that, he tossed it to Yun Zhuo.

Yun Zhuo caught the flying bracelet with both hands and asked, "Aren't you afraid they'll check the accounts?"

"Am I not putting everything on the line here? If these resources weren't collected once a week, I would have wanted to see the good deed through and give you all the rest."

After saying that, he looked at Su Qingyuan. "What are your plans for the future?"

Su Qingyuan looked at Yun Zhuo, a gentle smile rippling in the depths of her eyes, though her tone carried an unquestionable firmness: "He is my War Spirit Master. From now on, naturally, wherever this boy goes, I go."

Zhou Libin nodded, a flash of gratification in his eyes. "Then I wish you a smooth journey and a bright future."

"Goodbye, Principal Zhou," Yun Zhuo said his farewells solemnly.

Zhou Libin nodded and cautioned, "Don't leave the city for the next month if nothing is happening. As I told you before, no one cares about killings outside the city."

Yun Zhuo was stunned. "You mean, you want me to finish him off outside the city?"

"I didn't say that. Alright, hurry up and get lost with your War Princess. If you wait too long, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

...

In the infirmary, Chen Bo, who had just been injected with three doses of potent repair medicine, had temporarily stabilized his injuries.

However, his talent rating had already dropped to Earth Rank Middle Grade. The fluctuating curve on the monitor was still slowly sliding downward, clearly showing a trend of continued deterioration.

The school doctor was busy contacting a private hospital. He was completely powerless to reverse this level of talent degradation.

In the ward, only Chen Bo and Li Wanqing, who had already put on an Suppression Collar, remained. Now that Chen Bo's talent was inferior to hers, she would undergo aberration if she didn't wear that thing.

The two lay side by side on hospital beds, strangely quiet, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The ward door creaked open, and Chen Qi walked in.

Li Wanqing subconsciously glanced at him, then quickly looked away.

In the past, she would have rushed to his side, but this time she acted as if she hadn't seen him.

She knew Chen Qi had been there for a long time, yet he had watched her make a fool of herself. What exactly were his intentions?