Seeing that Blondie stop training not long after starting, take off his training gear, walk over to the rest bench, sit down, and start playing on his phone...
Qian Jie shot him a sarcastic sidelong glance, then sighed and shook his head. Seeming to talk to himself, but with a volume loud enough to be heard, he roasted him:
"Sigh!"
"Such amazing endurance, huh."
"We really can't compare!"
Beside Qian Jie, Hu Hao chimed in at just the right moment, picking up the thread of the conversation:
"The guy's got talent."
"He was born this way—a thug doesn't need to practice this stuff."
As they spoke, Qian Jie and Hu Hao amused themselves and started snickering.
While laughing, Qian Jie glanced at the Blondie again. Seeing him fiddling with his phone expressionlessly, Qian Jie felt a wave of satisfaction in his heart.
He was certain the Blondie had heard those words. His blank expression was just a front; for someone with a violent temper like his, he was probably fuming inside.
Just as he was secretly gloating, the door to the training room was pushed open, and a cute, round-faced girl walked in.
It was Feng Li.
Qian Jie's eyes lit up.
Feng Li was one of the few girls in the Martial Arts Club.
Compared to those burly, sturdy female members, Feng Li was very likeable.
She had a petite figure, a cute appearance, and a lively personality. She could take a joke, and her looks weren't bad either; she could be considered a little beauty.
Someone like her would be popular anywhere.
Placed in the Martial Arts Club, where there were too many wolves and not enough meat, she was even more popular.
To be honest, Qian Jie had some thoughts about her.
If he hadn't met those sisters, Qian Jie would have seriously considered pursuing Feng Li.
But now, well, they could only be friends.
...
Actually, if he really couldn't chase down those two, being with Feng Li seemed like a pretty good choice...
...
As Feng Li walked into the spacious training room, Qian Jie greeted her cheerfully, as did Hu Hao beside him.
When Feng Li saw the two of them, a sunny smile appeared on her face, revealing bright white teeth that contrasted with her slightly wheat-colored skin. She happily started walking toward them to say hello and chat.
Just then, a voice suddenly called out from the side.
Qian Jie subconsciously turned his head and saw it was that Blondie.
"Feng Li, come here a sec."
The Blondie raised his arm high and waved at Feng Li.
Qian Jie looked at the Blondie and frowned in subconscious annoyance.
But before he could react, a light breeze stirred beside him. He turned to look and saw Feng Li trotting over there with great enthusiasm.
"Master Lin."
"Did you call me for something?"
Feng Li stood beside the Blondie, blinking her pretty eyes. They were sparkling, and she looked like she was ready to serve at a moment's notice.
It made Qian Jie extremely irritated to watch.
"Yeah, something came up."
The Blondie nodded solemnly, then a smirk curled on his lips. With a wicked smile like a street thug flirting with a student, he said:
"I'm a bit tired from training."
"Beautiful Feng, give my shoulders a massage, will you?"
"Small task!"
Feng Li patted her chest, which didn't have much meat on it, and accepted the task without hesitation.
She deftly walked behind the Blondie, placed her two soft little hands on Lin Yu's shoulders, and began kneading them for him, not forgetting to ask about the pressure.
"Is this okay?"
The Blondie felt it for a moment and said unceremoniously:
"A little harder."
"Alrighty!"
Watching the intimate pair over there, Qian Jie's back molars involuntarily clenched tighter. He let out a cold snort, speaking with a sarcastic tone that couldn't hide the sourness in his voice:
"Oh my, truly worthy of being a young master. So precious, huh? Needs someone to wait on him hand and foot."
Beside him, Hu Hao's expression wasn't pleasant either. He didn't have any designs on Feng Li, but whenever he saw a pretty girl surrounding that damn Blondie, he couldn't control the association with Tao Yaoyao. He narrowed his eyes subconsciously, feeling like a glaring green light was hovering over his head!
Before the Blondie could react, Feng Li got anxious first.
She immediately straightened up, turning her head to glare angrily in their direction.
She frowned, extended a finger to point at the two of them, and then placed it vertically against her lips, signaling them to shut up.
After doing this, she immediately changed her face when turning back to the Blondie, comforting him softly and delicately. It was as detailed and gentle as a simp serving a goddess, making the two guys feel a blockage in their chests.
With Feng Li by the Blondie's side, it wasn't convenient for the two of them to say anything more.
Not wanting to look at the Blondie's punchable, enjoying face any longer, the two turned around, ready to leave.
Just as they reached the door of the training room, before they could reach out to pull it, the door opened automatically.
Two young girls appeared outside the door. They were beautiful, dressed exquisitely, and wearing stylish clothes—a sight unforgettable to anyone who saw them.
However, what made them unforgettable wasn't the three points mentioned above, but the resemblance between the two girls.
Identical outfits, and faces that looked like they were printed from the same mold.
If not for their slightly different personalities, ordinary friends wouldn't be able to tell them apart at all.
Seeing the sisters Zhou Yijin and Zhou Yise, Qian Jie looked surprised and delighted.
Having chased the older sister, Zhou Yijin, for over a year, Qian Jie understood their social circle quite well.
There was no one else they knew in the Martial Arts Club. Their appearance here meant they could only be looking for him.
Did they know his spot had been taken by that damn Blondie, so they came to comfort him?
Qian Jie was somewhat moved.
The last time she took the initiative to find him was when he was going to participate in a competition, and she came to cheer him on.
This time, even though he had lost the qualification to compete, she still came here. It seemed she still had him in her heart!
Haha.
Realizing this, he could consider this a blessing in disguise.
Beside Qian Jie, Hu Hao's eyes also went a bit straight.
His "auto-aim" toggled on subconsciously; his gaze shifted downward, looking at the sisters' legs.
The two were wearing short skirts today. Their dazzling white legs were exposed to the air, the skin tight and vibrant, glowing with a fair and healthy luster, and the leg shape was flawlessly perfect.
Moreover, not only did the sisters look alike, but even their legs looked alike.
He really wondered if anyone in this world would ever have the chance to possess both pairs of beautiful legs at the same time.
Damn!
Just thinking about it made his teeth ache with jealousy!
Qian Jie could tell who was who. He looked at the quieter older sister, Zhou Yijin, trying hard to control his gaze from drifting to the younger sister, Zhou Yise, beside her.
He had been set up before, so he was extra careful.
Qian Jie squeezed out what he believed to be the gentlest smile of his life. But before he could even open his mouth to speak to the sisters, he watched helplessly as the two of them, faces full of joy and happiness, walked right past him without giving him a single glance.
Qian Jie's smile froze on his face. He was stunned for a second, and his gaze subconsciously followed the sisters' backs.
Until he saw the two sisters gather around that damn Blondie.
Especially when they saw that damn Blondie lift his hairy, dark leg and place it onto the older sister Zhou Yijin's pristine, flawless thigh for her to massage, both of their hearts shattered.
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!
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?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
