Two weeks into the new semester, the tournament finally began.
Although technically a municipal competition, S City being the capital of M Province meant the scale was practically indistinguishable from a provincial event. Every college and university in M Province was eligible to participate.
There was no shortage of participating schools. Lin Yu had glanced at the list; there were over a hundred institutions involved.
The format started with elimination rounds to narrow the field down to the top sixteen teams. From there, it would switch to one-on-one duels until a winner emerged.
In the rest area, Tao Yaoyao’s gaze was drifting. She handed a bottle of mineral water to Lin Yu, offering comfort somewhat absent-mindedly, "Don't be nervous. Just do your best."
"I believe you’ll win!"
Lin Yu took the water, gulped down a mouthful, and nodded.
Despite saying he wasn't nervous, the truth was, he actually felt a bit on edge.
How long had it been since he last competed?
He remembered the last time was back in the third year of middle school in his previous life. His old man had held a modest ring tournament at the martial arts hall.
He had gotten beaten up pretty badly back then, barely scraping by with a sixth-place finish.
It couldn't be helped; the students at the hall included high schoolers. The fact that he hadn't been beaten to death was practically a miracle in itself.
This fighting tournament was technically an open-weight class competition, meaning there were no specific weight divisions between opponents.
However, there was a general weight restriction for entry, requiring competitors to be between sixty-five and eighty-five kilograms.
The range was broad, and Lin Yu fit the criteria perfectly without needing to cut any weight.
Furthermore, due to his height, while he looked lean, he actually weighed nearly eighty kilograms. Being only five kilograms shy of the upper limit gave him a slight weight advantage in the matches.
He handed the water bottle back to Tao Yaoyao. She took it, but her gaze remained glued to Lin Yu’s body.
Realizing she had been caught staring, she tried to feign a casual, unbothered air and tease him with a "Nice body," but the words stumbled on her lips.
"Ni-ni-nice body..."
Her nervousness made her look like an innocent young girl who had never touched a man before.
Tao Yaoyao’s flustered behavior made Lin Yu feel a bit awkward as well.
He grabbed a blanket from the side and draped it over his shoulders, covering his bare torso.
The atmosphere between them relaxed slightly, but the awkwardness lingered as they sat silently on the chairs in the waiting room.
Lin Yu thought about it and felt something was off.
Tao Yaoyao was a junior in college this year.
Logically speaking, given how beautiful she was, she must have had plenty of suitors. Had she never had a boyfriend?
Something wasn't right.
Lin Yu turned his head to look at Tao Yaoyao, just in time to catch the tail end of her panic as she quickly averted her gaze.
Lin Yu’s brows furrowed even tighter. Tracing the direction of her gaze just now, he looked down and saw his abdominal muscles, exceptionally defined from long-term training.
Damn it.
The way Tao Yaoyao was acting, forget about having a boyfriend; it felt like she had barely had any intimate contact with men at all...
Right!
Lin Yu suddenly remembered that when school first started, the know-it-all Lang Hua had mentioned some information about her.
Wasn't she rumored to be a lesbian?
"Hiss."
Lin Yu sucked in a cold breath.
That didn't seem right either.
Looking at her now, she didn't seem like someone who had no interest in men...
...
Sigh.
Maybe that was just a baseless rumor spreading around.
Lin Yu stopped dwelling on it and focused on adjusting his mindset, trying to enter the match in peak condition.
Anyone participating here surely had some foundational skills.
If he got careless and was KO'd in the very first elimination round, it would be a massive embarrassment.
Soon, it was time for Lin Yu to enter the ring.
Standing on the canvas, looking at an opponent who appeared even bulkier than himself, Lin Yu didn't dare slack off. He took a deep breath, focused his attention, and assumed his fighting stance.
At the referee's command, the two approached each other with small, shuffling steps.
The burly man opposite him threw a quick jab to test the waters, and Lin Yu pulled back slightly.
As the opponent retracted his fist, Lin Yu seized the opportunity to step forward. He launched a surprise straight punch that landed squarely on the man's face.
"Thud!"
The man hit the ground, unable to get back up.
Lin Yu stood frozen in place, his mind just as dazed as the man lying on the floor.
That... that was it?
Then what was all my hard training for?!
Damn!
He’s not going to make me pay for medical bills later, is he?
The referee quickly intervened. After confirming the burly man had passed out, he declared Lin Yu the winner.
Applause and cheers erupted from below the stage. Lin Yu looked over in a daze and noticed quite a few familiar faces in the audience.
At a glance, it seemed like all those girls had hit on him before...
...
Surprised, Lin Yu felt a bit speechless.
Why were they here?
And why were they all huddled together?
Don't any of you have classes to attend?
As he stepped off the ring, Tao Yaoyao immediately welcomed him back, thoughtfully handing him the blanket.
Lin Yu took it, looked at it, and felt it was somewhat unnecessary.
The blanket was meant to keep a competitor warm and prevent catching a cold after sweating profusely from intense exercise.
Given his current state, was there really a need to wear it?
He tossed the blanket aside. After what happened earlier, Lin Yu felt a bit self-conscious being shirtless in front of Tao Yaoyao, so he immediately changed back into his clothes.
The next match was in the afternoon. Lin Yu planned to use the lunch break to go out and grab a bite; the boxed lunches provided by the organizers were truly awful.
Before the two could leave the venue, the girls who had been cheering from the audience chased after them in a pack.
"Going to eat?"
Ye You, standing in the crowd, was the first to speak.
"We've already booked a restaurant."
Gu Xinran, a girl with a hint of heroic spirit in her brows, stepped out from the crowd. She draped her arm over Lin Yu's shoulder, acting as if they were close friends.
Lin Yu frowned, displeased with her display of intimacy.
Lady, do I know you that well?
But before Lin Yu could do anything, Tao Yaoyao stepped in.
She reached out and pushed Gu Xinran's arm off Lin Yu's shoulder, smoothly inserting herself between them to separate Lin Yu from Gu Xinran. With a gentle smile, she said:
"Let's not. He still has a match this afternoon. We're just going to grab something simple and then he needs to rest."
"Uh..."
Gu Xinran paused for a moment, then suggested:
"We could all go together..."
"No need."
Tao Yaoyao grabbed Lin Yu's wrist and briskly led him away from the venue.
Seated in a noodle shop outside the arena, Lin Yu looked at Tao Yaoyao beside him and asked in confusion:
"How did that bunch end up here?"
Tao Yaoyao pulled a long wet wipe from her small bag and carefully wiped down the seemingly clean table for Lin Yu. She explained:
"They're the cheerleading squad."
"They came to cheer for you."

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!