2: Chapter 2 Next time you ask someone for help with shooting, be polite!

Shen Xingchen's spine was straight, dressed in a white shirt with black hair, holding a spear as he stood; just this poise alone surpassed the Lin Hu opposite him.

Looking at Shen Xingchen's demeanor, Lin Hu couldn't help feeling a bit jealous, but he sneered instead: "A martial contest isn't about elegance. Let's see if you can still keep this composure later!"

He was already thinking about how to humiliate Shen Xingchen to the greatest extent.

Seeing through his thoughts, Shen Xingchen smiled and said: "Did you finally realize you're ugly?"

Lies only hurt people, but the truth is a sharp blade!

"Fuck! You're looking for death!" Lin Hu's defenses broke, and he struck first.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed right in front of Shen Xingchen, the broadsword in his hand sweeping backward and creating a fierce whistling wind.

This Lin Hu practiced an advanced martial technique called [Rift Wind Saber Technique], focusing on winning with speed so the enemy had no time to react.

As expected of a Tier 1 Level 6, the moment Lin Hu made a move, he displayed impressive strength.

But!

Such movements, such strength, were simply too slow in Shen Xingchen's eyes.

Bang——

Channeling the Collapsing Spear Technique, Shen Xingchen casually deflected it and interrupted Lin Hu's offensive.

With plenty of spare energy, he twirled the spear into a flower, thrusting it forward to graze past Lin Hu's cheek and cut off a strand of hair.

"Holy shit!"

Shocked in his heart, Lin Hu hurriedly withdrew and retreated.

Shen Xingchen didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, suddenly surging forward and following like a shadow.

He then thrust the spear continuously several times, each time "coincidentally" brushing past Lin Hu's face without actually piercing into his skull.

After several rounds, Lin Hu was covered in cold sweat.

This spear technique had reached at least the [Micro] level, right!

And his cultivation base...

If Shen Xingchen hadn't held back, he would have already lost his life on the spot during the very first strike!

No, is this reasonable?

Who is actually two levels higher than whom here?

Ah!?

"What am I seeing? Shen Xingchen is toying with Lin Hu? How is this possible?"

"Shen Xingchen's spear technique is too flashy! Look at his technique, doesn't it look like our spear techniques teacher?"

"No, what era is this, why are you still playing the pig to eat the tiger!?"

The surrounding classmates all exploded into an uproar.

Yang Xi also unconsciously knitted her brows, a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

Today's Shen Xingchen was completely different from the Shen Xingchen she had known for twelve years, as if he had changed into a completely different person.

The match was still ongoing.

No one understood the astonishing pressure under Shen Xingchen's spear technique better than Lin Hu.

He parried time and again, but lacked the strength to do anything about it.

Fortunately, Shen Xingchen was only scaring him and hadn't gotten serious yet!

Right at this moment, Shen Xingchen suddenly sneered aloud: "You still dare to let your mind wander? You don't really think I'm a good person, do you!?"

Finishing his words, his spear technique abruptly became vicious, no longer brushing past, but swinging like a club.

The spearhead fiercely smashed onto Lin Hu's face, leaving a bloody mark while directly flipping his body up into the air.

Then, following up with a kick, he trampled his head straight into the ground.

And fiercely stomped on him a few more times in succession.

"I sur—"

Lin Hu struggled to speak, but was cut off by Shen Xingchen.

"Admit what? Admitting defeat to your daddy?"

Shen Xingchen said with a smile in his eyes: "Remember to be polite next time you ask others for pointers on spear techniques!"

Finishing his words, Shen Xingchen fiercely thrust his long spear into Lin Hu's shoulder, splashing blood all over the ground.

"Ahahaha..."

The intense piercing pain made it impossible for Lin Hu to make any other sounds.

He looked at Shen Xingchen with terrified eyes, only feeling that this person was incomparably terrifying.

Just how deep must one's thoughts be to endure for a full eight years, letting everyone think he was just a Tier 1 Level 4 trash?

You've already endured for eight years, why couldn't you endure a few more days?

What are you even plotting for?

Just for a mere Lin Hu?

Then, overcome with rage and frustration, Lin Hu passed out.

In the lingering glow of the setting sun.

For the first time as a victor, the youth stepped on his enemy's head, proclaiming his victory.

His face was stained with a few drops of blood, yet his figure was not wretched at all; instead, he was in high spirits, piercing the heavens like a sword!

"Is this really the Shen Xingchen I know?"

The audience off the stage had yet to recover from Shen Xingchen's gorgeous spear techniques.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Hu had already stained the arena with his blood.

"This! Hiss! This is way too ruthless!"

"This guy surnamed Shen is a ruthless person, let's stay far away from him, it won't be good if blood splatters on us..."

Lin Hu's lackeys reacted and hurriedly made an emergency call.

Furthermore, a lackey rushed onto the arena, wanting to rescue Lin Hu, shouting as he walked over: "You surnamed Shen, are you even human? We're all from the same school after all, how can you strike so heavily!"

Shen Xingchen was surprised.

How could they still be sore losers?

Who was it that said blades have no eyes?

Seeing Shen Xingchen freeze, thinking he had truly claimed the moral high ground, that lackey continued: "Quickly help our boss up and apologize!"

Shen Xingchen finally came to his senses and asked: "Did you guys call an ambulance just now?"

The lackey said: "Of course we called, otherwise what happens to our boss's injuries? It's all your fault!"

Shen Xingchen asked again: "Guess how many people the ambulance will take away?"

The lackey was stunned: "Of course it's one, are you stupid!"

Shen Xingchen suddenly turned the spearhead around.

Ceng——

Borrowing the [Thrust] formula of the Collapsing Spear Technique, Shen Xingchen precisely pierced the lackey's arm.

"Ah!"

That nameless lackey screamed, his face turning pale, "You!"

Shen Xingchen: "Incorrect! Now there are two."

Ignoring the lackey's wails.

Finishing his words, amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Shen Xingchen walked down the arena.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The audience below all felt that the lackey was a bit wronged; staying far away from that jinx like they did was the correct course of action!

Why did a blockhead like you still rush forward?

By the classroom window, Yang Xi pressed her lips together as she watched Shen Xingchen's back.

Just Shen Xingchen's poise at this moment was truly intoxicating.

Unfortunately, he only won against a student from an ordinary class, at most Tier 1 Level 7, which wasn't anything remarkable.

Even if it were her, she could easily accomplish it.

No, even more easily.

Thinking up to here, Yang Xi shook her head.

What was she thinking about? It was merely an insignificant victory, was it worth her attention?

On the other side, seeing Shen Xingchen step down.

Chen Feiyu hurriedly rushed over, his face flushed with excitement.

"Brother Shen, you're too fierce, how did you do it?" Chen Feiyu grabbed Shen Xingchen's collar and shook him back and forth.

Shen Xingchen felt uncomfortable being pulled: "You fucking go easy, this is the only set of clothes I have left!"

Chen Feiyu finally stopped his hands, but his mouth didn't stop: "Have you been secretly farming all this time or did you pick up some peerless cheat book? That was way too cool just now! If I could be this majestic just once, I'd be willing even if it meant marrying Campus Belle Jiang!"

Shen Xingchen was speechless.

How greedy can you get!

Their Campus Belle, Jiang Qingyao, wasn't just good-looking; her strength was also ridiculously strong, estimated to be at least Tier 2.

This Chen Feiyu, uh, can't say absolutely, anyway he has no chance in this lifetime.

"Honestly speaking, what is your strength right now?" asked Chen Feiyu.

Shen Xingchen thought for a moment and said directly: "Tier 1 Level 7."

There wasn't much to hide anyway, he wouldn't be at this level tomorrow anyway...

When the two walked to the school gate, they happened to bump into Yang Xi.

This time, Yang Xi didn't turn her head and leave as usual, but walked straight over.

Shen Xingchen was somewhat surprised.

Chen Feiyu was even unusually sensible, saying "I won't disturb your happiness," and then decisively slipped away.

Yang Xi said expressionlessly: "Since you beat up Lin Hu this time, be careful of Jiang Cheng."

This surprised Shen Xingchen even more.

Seeing Shen Xingchen's indifferent appearance, Yang Xi said angrily: "Are you listening? Jiang Cheng is already at Tier 1 Level 8, and he has also awakened his Talent Divine Ability. Do you even know what you're going to face?"

Shen Xingchen smiled and said: "I know, but it doesn't matter."

There was no way to communicate with someone who didn't understand him; finishing his words, Shen Xingchen turned around and left.

Chen Feiyu hadn't walked far yet, and it happened to be on the same way.

Beside Yang Xi, the pretty girl suddenly said: "Have you noticed, Shen Xingchen hasn't pestered you for a while now."

Hearing the words of her best friend Lin Xiaojin, Yang Xi's body slightly startled.

Was this how he thought?

As long as Shen Xingchen stopped pursuing her, naturally there wouldn't be any conflict with Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng wouldn't find trouble with him anymore.

Only, would Jiang Cheng really let him off so easily?

But why was it that, upon hearing that Shen Xingchen was no longer pursuing her...

There was actually a trace of loss?