After a brief pause, the fear was quickly replaced by a furious rage at having been toyed with.
He shoved the butler aside and strode toward Su Yu.
"Move! Get the hell out of my way!"
Zhao Ze was like an enraged lion, violently shouldering past the other examinees in his path.
Seeing this, the bodyguards rushed to follow like wolves, forcibly clearing a path through the crowd.
Lin Xiaoxiao was about to continue trying to persuade Su Yu when she was interrupted by the commotion.
She turned her head and immediately furrowed her brows.
"Zhao Ze? What's he losing his mind over?"
Without thinking, Lin Xiaoxiao stepped forward and positioned herself slightly in front of Su Yu.
Zhao Ze charged up to less than three meters from Su Yu and stopped.
He glared at Su Yu.
His chest heaved violently, and his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.
"You..."
Zhao Ze gritted his teeth and squeezed out a single word.
He wanted to ask where Old Mo had gone.
He wanted to ask how Su Yu had survived.
But he couldn't ask.
This was the exam hall!
There were city defense soldiers and surveillance cameras everywhere!
If he blurted out the hired assassination in a place like this, even the Zhao family wouldn't be able to protect him.
Su Yu looked at Zhao Ze's stifled expression, like someone who wanted to bite him but couldn't open his mouth.
The curve at the corner of his lips deepened a little more.
"What's this?"
Su Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly audible in Zhao Ze's ears.
"Young Master Zhao, with that look on your face."
"Did you see a ghost?"
A light, airy sentence.
Like a sharp knife, it stabbed precisely into Zhao Ze's most vulnerable nerve!
Zhao Ze's face instantly turned ashen.
Exactly!
This kid definitely knew about what happened with Old Mo!
Old Mo had failed!
No, Old Mo was definitely in serious trouble!
But how?
How could a waste with a 0.8 rating survive a full-fledged martial artist and still stand here mocking him?
"Su Yu."
Zhao Ze stared at him, his eyes flickering with venomous resentment.
He lowered his voice, speaking in a tone that only the two of them could hear, word by word.
"I don't care what dirty tricks you used."
"But if you dare set foot in this exam hall today,"
"I promise you'll regret being born."
"I'll make you understand that, in the face of absolute power, your little clever tricks don't mean a damn thing!"
In the face of Zhao Ze's vicious threats,
Su Yu didn't even raise an eyelid.
He couldn't even be bothered to argue back.
There was no point in wasting words on a dead man.
"Excuse me."
Su Yu uttered two calm words.
He completely ignored Zhao Ze's murderous glare.
Walked around him and headed straight for the entrance of the exam hall.
"You're asking for it!"
Zhao Ze flew into a rage and instinctively reached out to grab Su Yu's shoulder.
"Zhao Ze! What do you think you're doing!"
Lin Xiaoxiao shouted sharply and directly slapped Zhao Ze's hand away.
She stared at him coldly.
"This is the exam hall. Do you want the city defense soldiers to shoot you on the spot?"
Zhao Ze's hand froze in mid-air.
He glanced at the city defense soldier nearby, who already had his hand on his holster, and forcefully suppressed the fury in his heart.
"Lin Xiaoxiao, this has nothing to do with you."
Zhao Ze snorted, withdrawing his hand.
"I was just trying to remind this classmate Su that if he doesn't have the strength, he shouldn't come here to make a fool of himself."
"We'll see about that."
Zhao Ze shot one last deep look at Su Yu's back, then turned and walked toward a different passage.
The butler quickly followed and lowered his voice.
"Young master, what now?"
"What's there to panic about!"
Zhao Ze gritted his teeth, his eyes vicious.
"So what if he survived? He's still a 0.8 waste!"
"When the energy blood test comes next, he'll reveal his true colors and get kicked out of the exam hall on the spot!"
"And even if he gets lucky and makes it into the practical combat assessment,"
Zhao Ze clenched his fists until the knuckles turned white.
"On the fighting stage, punches and kicks have no eyes."
"I have a hundred ways to cripple him fair and square on that platform!"
...
"CLANG—"
At nine in the morning,
With a deep, resonant bell,
The large iron gates of Jiangcheng No.1 Martial Arts High School slowly swung open to both sides.
"Candidates, please take your admission tickets and ID cards and enter the exam hall in an orderly manner."
"First test: Basic Energy Blood Test."
"Passing score: 6.0."
"Those who fail will be eliminated on the spot."
An icy electronic broadcast echoed across the square.
The crowd began to move slowly.
Su Yu went with the flow of people and walked into the spacious school sports field.
In the center of the field were ten huge silver-white metal instruments.
Energy blood testers.
Precision instruments developed by the Daxia military, accurate to one decimal place, with no possibility of cheating.
The candidates were divided into ten lines.
Su Yu stood in the middle of the seventh line.
Coincidentally, Zhao Ze was just a few people ahead of him.
The testing was fast.
"Li Qiang, Energy Blood Value: 4.2, Fail! Eliminated!"
"Wang Tao, Energy Blood Value: 5.8, Fail! Eliminated!"
"Zhao Ming, Energy Blood Value: 6.1, Pass! Enter waiting area!"
...
The cold electronic voice kept sounding.
Accompanied by the bitter tears of failed candidates or the ecstatic shouts of those who passed.
The path of martial arts was this cruel.
Pass it, and you ascend to the skies in one step.
Fail, and you fall into the mud.
The line kept moving forward.
Soon, it was Zhao Ze's turn.
Zhao Ze took off his jacket and handed it to the proctor.
He took a deep breath, completely casting aside the emotions Su Yu had stirred up.
His eyes became confident and fervent again.
He strode onto the testing platform and placed both hands on the machine's sensor pad.
HUM—
The tester let out a low roar.
A red light column surged wildly in the transparent glass tube!
1.0!
3.0!
6.0!
8.0!
The light column broke through the 8.0 mark and still showed no sign of stopping!
The attention of the entire field was drawn over.
Even the proctor couldn't help but stand up straight.
Finally.
The red light column steadied stably at an extremely dazzling mark.
[Zhao Ze, Energy Blood Value: 10.3!]
[Evaluation: Exceptional!]
BOOM!
The whole sports field instantly erupted!
"10.3! Oh my god! 0.3 higher than a perfect score!"
"As expected of the young master of the Zhao family! This talent is terrifying!"
"He's definitely going to get picked up by the Kyoto Martial Arts University!"
Listening to the gasps and praise around him,
Zhao Ze withdrew his hands and let out a long breath.
He reveled in this feeling of being the center of attention.
This was the stage that belonged to him!
He turned around and looked down at Su Yu, who was still waiting in line, from his elevated position.
His eyes were full of contempt and mockery.
As if to say: See? This is the gap between you and me.
Su Yu didn't pay him any attention.
He just calmly watched the few candidates ahead of him finish their tests.
Then,
Under Zhao Ze's waiting, jeering gaze,
Under Lin Xiaoxiao's nervous stare, as she nearly crushed the empty medicine bottle in her hand,
Su Yu stepped forward.
He walked onto the testing platform.
He didn't take a deep breath.
He didn't perform any preparatory movements.
He just casually placed a pair of slender, fair hands lightly on the sensor pad.
"BEEP—"
The energy blood tester began to operate.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
