Gu Luo didn’t spell things out too clearly.
After all, matters of the heart followed a first-come-first-served principle—he needed to confess his feelings to Shu Ning first.
And then…
Well, that would make him a scumbag.
A total scumbag, really.
But even so, Gu Luo couldn’t bring himself to give up on either Shu Ning or Shu He.
From that peculiar sixth sense and the lingering fear in his heart, he had finally come to terms with his own feelings.
And he was prepared to spend the rest of his life making it up to the two sisters—even if it meant risking a broken leg.
Of course, if he succeeded, he’d keep their three-way relationship under wraps for as long as possible. Only when the truth couldn’t be hidden any longer would he come clean.
And then get his leg broken by his old man.
A bone fracture takes a hundred days to heal—three months on crutches as a cripple.
"Legs, my apologies in advance."
Gu Luo chuckled lightly, patted his thighs, and strode out of the bathroom.
When he returned to the classroom, he saw Situ Wenyao slumped over the P.E. monitor’s seat, twitching slightly, while the P.E. monitor himself sat in Situ’s spot, looking eager for action.
Spotting Gu Luo, the P.E. monitor waved his arm.
"Hurry up, man. You’re not… cough…"
He had been about to tease, "You’re not weak in the kidneys, are you?" but swallowed the words at the last second.
In front of the school goddess, he had to maintain some dignity.
"P.E. monitor, crush that normie!"
"P.E. monitor, crush that normie!"
"TV, crush that normie!"
"TV, crush that normie!"
"......"
Led by the class president, more and more guys joined in the chanting.
Of course, while most of them were envious deep down, they were mostly just here for the spectacle.
To students from ordinary schools, anyone studying at Guangya could already be considered a "normie"—a life winner.
Either they came from wealthy families, had powerful connections, or were just exceptionally talented.
But compared to them, Gu Luo was the ultimate normie, the epitome of success.
"Go, Luo Luo!"
Feng Youqing, representing the girls, refused to be outdone and led the cheering.
The girls quickly followed suit:
"Go, God Gu!"
"Go, God Gu!"
"Go, big bro!"
"Go, God Gu!"
"Go, brother!"
"Go, you jerk Gu Luo!"
"......"
What was supposed to be an ordinary arm-wrestling match had somehow escalated into a battle of the century.
Maybe it was because a weight had been lifted from his heart, but Gu Luo couldn’t help smiling at the scene.
His gaze finally settled on Luo Shuning.
Honestly, he felt incredibly guilty.
But.
Since he was already prepared to risk a broken leg, he couldn’t give up on either sister.
When Shu Ning found out he was two-timing, she’d be heartbroken.
So he’d spend the rest of his life making it up to her.
Luo Shuning noticed Gu Luo’s gaze and offered a faint smile before instinctively looking away.
Shame.
Overwhelming shame.
She had failed her brother and Shu He.
When Gu Luo discovered she was a lying, deceitful girl, he’d be devastated.
So she’d spend the rest of her life making it up to him.
Gu Luo thought Shu Ning seemed a little off but didn’t dwell on it. He took his seat and slowly extended his arm.
The P.E. monitor said nothing, doing the same.
Their hands locked tightly.
"Gu Luo, I’m going all out from the start."
The P.E. monitor gave a fair warning.
His arm muscles were hard-earned, nothing like Situ Wenyao’s amateur build.
And he’d always scoffed at the fan club leader’s claims.
That nonsense about Gu Luo being the real reason they won the tug-of-war, that he was freakishly strong—
What a joke. Tug-of-war was all about stance, body weight, and friction with the ground.
"Got it."
Gu Luo nodded slightly.
But he wasn’t taking it seriously at all.
He was a cheat, after all.
"Go, Luo Luo!"
Feng Youqing, acting as referee, shamelessly cheered for him first before counting down:
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
The next second, the P.E. monitor roared as he exerted force, his shoulders sinking violently, his entire upper body shaking.
Veins bulged along his arm like earthworms crawling under his skin, his wrist bones seemingly ready to burst through.
But Gu Luo’s arm remained as immovable as steel welded to the table. No matter how red the P.E. monitor’s face turned, Gu Luo’s wrist didn’t budge an inch.
What the… hell?
Gu Luo’s expression was calm, the second button of his uniform undone, revealing a sliver of pale skin.
He didn’t even flex his arm muscles—just curled his fingers slightly before suddenly clamping down—
The P.E. monitor stared into Gu Luo’s pitch-black eyes, seeing his own stunned reflection, before an overwhelming force crushed his wrist.
He didn’t even have time to react before his arm was slammed onto the desk, his elbow hitting the wood with a dull thud.
The whole thing took three seconds.
Three… three-second man?
The P.E. monitor never thought he’d be a three-second man.
He’d wanted to show off in front of Gu Ximan and Feng Youqing.
But this was not how he imagined it going.
"Damn, that was awesome!"
Feng Youqing was the first to give a thumbs-up.
"God Gu’s so strong—I love it."
One bold, starry-eyed girl blurted out without restraint.
"If you love him, then I love him too."
"Same here."
"Well, if you all love him, I’ll join in."
"......"
The girls chattered away without a hint of embarrassment.
Like the saying "you can’t punish everyone," they all took verbal liberties with Gu Luo—just for fun.
Gu Ximan had been smiling at first, watching that jerk Gu Luo win so effortlessly. But hearing these hussies chime in with "I love him too," her smile vanished instantly.
"Impressive. I admit defeat."
The P.E. monitor rubbed his sore wrist, forcing a bitter smile.
That strength was just unreal.
Like a damn grizzly bear.
Seeing their strongest guy get one-shotted, the guys who’d been here for the laughs didn’t know how to react anymore.
And now they realized—Haji Yao holding out against Gu Luo earlier was actually impressive.
Meanwhile, Situ Wenyao twitched a couple more times.
Blissfully wrecked.
Gu Luo grinned, about to say something modest, when the P.E. monitor suddenly changed the subject with a playful grin:
"Hey, Gu Luo, if four girls came to pick you up, who would you go with?"
He’d noticed all four goddesses were holding umbrellas.
The meaning couldn’t be clearer.
Four options—pick one!
Seizing the opportunity, the guys immediately revived the fun, imitating the classic "Western Guangdong big cousin" accent:
"Big cuz~~~ which lil’ sis you gonna leave with, huh~~~?"
"Yeah, big cuz~~~ got four lil’ sises waitin’ for ya~~~"
"......"
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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?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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!
