After entering the water, Su Yang quickly held his breath and spun around with Tang Ziyun in his arms.
The depth where they were was less than three meters. Su Yang hugged Tang Ziyun and kicked off the bottom, surging out of the water.
"Ahh, cough, cough." Tang Ziyun choked on some water and kept coughing.
"Did your leg cramp up?" Su Yang asked hurriedly.
"I think so... my right foot hurts!"
Without another word, Su Yang tucked Tang Ziyun under one arm and swam quickly toward the shore. A few seconds later, they reached the shallow water.
He set Tang Ziyun down, then quickly moved to her feet, grabbed her right leg, and stretched it toward her body.
"Ah! It hurts so much." Tang Ziyun gripped her right leg, trembling from the pain.
"Bear with it."
Su Yang pressed one hand against the sole of her foot while massaging her calf with the other. After about fifteen to twenty seconds, the pain gradually subsided. Tang Ziyun hissed and relaxed slightly.
"How is it now?"
"Much better than before. Thanks, Su Yang."
"No problem. Don't move yet—I'll massage it a bit more." Su Yang continued pressing and kneading her pale calf.
After two more minutes, he said, "That should be enough. Next time you go swimming, remember to warm up first, or you'll easily get cramps."
"Got it."
"Take a break and rest for a while. It's not a big deal."
"Okay."
Just then, Zhuang Mengli swam over quickly from nearby.
Seeing Su Yang and Tang Ziyun sitting in the shallows, she raised her voice as she swam: "Su Yang!"
Hearing her call, Su Yang turned to look. About ten seconds later, Zhuang Mengli reached them.
"Sister Ziyun, what happened?" Zhuang Mengli sat down beside Tang Ziyun and asked.
"My leg cramped up while Su Yang was helping me tread water."
"A cramp? Are you okay now?"
"I'm fine. Su Yang massaged it, and it's back to normal."
"That's good. You're not great in the water, so don't go too deep."
"I know. I won't go past waist-deep if Su Yang isn't around."
"Good." Zhuang Mengli turned to Su Yang with a grin. "Done warming up?"
"I don't need to warm up."
"So cocky. Let's race, then."
"I saw you swimming just now. How about you rest for ten minutes? Otherwise, you'll say I'm taking advantage of you." Su Yang smirked.
"That was my warm-up. No rest needed."
"Fine, if you want to race, let's do it."
"What are you two up to?" Tang Ziyun looked up.
"She insists on racing me in swimming. I'll humor her." Su Yang stood up.
"Mengmeng, you're racing Su Yang?"
"Yeah. What, is he that good?"
"He's really good. I don't think you'll beat him."
"Haha, just sit there and watch me crush him. I've rarely met anyone who can match me in swimming."
"Really?"
"Just watch. Let's go." Zhuang Mengli grabbed Su Yang's arm and pulled him forward.
"Be careful, you two. Don't swim too far out," Tang Ziyun called after them.
"No worries." Zhuang Mengli turned her head to reply, then nudged Su Yang with her shoulder. "How do we race?"
"Simple. Swim straight ahead from where we start to about sixty meters out, then turn back. Whoever reaches Zi Yun first wins."
Zhuang Mengli scanned the sea. "That works, but there's no marker. How do I know where sixty meters is?"
"See that red hot air balloon?" Su Yang pointed to a balloon floating about seventy or eighty meters above the sea.
"Yeah, I see it."
"The spot directly below it is about sixty meters from here. We'll use it as a reference."
"Deal!" Zhuang Mengli pushed her goggles down over her eyes.
Su Yang wore nothing on his head. They moved a few meters apart.
Su Yang turned his head. "Start now?"
"Start now."
"Then count down from three, and we'll go."
"Alright. Ready? Three, two, one!" As Zhuang Mengli finished, they both plunged into the water and swam forward.
Zhuang Mengli was indeed a martial artist—fast. Though not a professional, her speed surpassed most professional swimmers.
But Su Yang didn't feel much pressure, since he was only using thirty to forty percent of his ability and could keep up easily.
After seven or eight seconds, both surfaced and switched to freestyle, gliding forward quickly.
Zhuang Mengli kept an eye on Su Yang to her right. She was giving it her all, but she couldn't shake him.
'No way!'
Sixty meters isn't far—just ten meters longer than a single lap in a standard pool.
For a professional male swimmer, sixty meters takes about twenty-five seconds.
In a fifty-meter pool, Zhuang Mengli could swim a full lap and easily break the current men's 100-meter world record.
But the ocean was different—waves created resistance, slowing things down a bit.
Just as they neared the point directly below the hot air balloon, Su Yang suddenly accelerated. His arm and leg movements quickened drastically.
In an instant, he pulled ahead of Zhuang Mengli.
"What the hell?!" Zhuang Mengli gritted her teeth and chased after him.
In a flash, Su Yang reached the spot under the balloon, spun around, and started heading back.
Zhuang Mengli shouted, "You're cheating!!"
"I'm not cheating! I told you you couldn't beat me. Catch me if you can." Su Yang laughed and swam back.
Zhuang Mengli reached the balloon's mark and turned. By then, Su Yang was already ten meters ahead.
Seeing she couldn't catch up, she suddenly yelled, "Ahhh!! Su Yang, help!"
Hearing her cry, Su Yang stopped and looked back. Zhuang Mengli was flailing wildly on the surface.
He squinted, suspecting she was faking. "Don't mess with me!"
"My leg cramped! Save… save me!" She played it well—just as she finished speaking, she sank underwater before bobbing up again, reaching out desperately.
Su Yang couldn't take the risk. Even if he knew she was acting, what if it were real? Drowning wasn't something a magic card could fix.
He shook his head in resignation and swam quickly toward her.
Seeing him approach, Zhuang Mengli acted even more dramatically. "Hurry! Hurry! I can't hold on!"
With that, she sank underwater and didn't resurface.
"Damn, is it for real?" Su Yang dove in like a fish, speeding toward Zhuang Mengli, who was thrashing underwater.
Whoosh! He grabbed her and was about to push toward the surface.
But then, Zhuang Mengli wrapped her arms around him, locked her legs around his waist, and kissed him.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
