"Bam!"
A crisp sound erupted on Xia Xiashan's forehead, echoing throughout the arena.
The poor dojo master was sent crashing onto her back by the monstrous force of a flicked finger.
She went from kneeling on one knee to flat on her back in an instant.
And this was after Lin Yu had adjusted his strength based on earlier tests.
If he had flicked her fragile forehead at full power…
When the police arrived later,
how would he explain?
That he’d killed someone… with his middle finger?
"Tsk…"
"Ugh!"
Lying on the ground, Xia Xiashan groaned as sharp pain pulsed through her skull.
The ceiling above her wobbled between blurry and painfully clear.
But worse than the physical agony was the humiliation.
Ever since she’d taken over the dojo alone, all these years…
She had always been the one dishing out beatings—when had anyone ever dared to challenge her?
Yet today!
She had lost… to a twenty-year-old kid?
And not just lost—she’d been utterly crushed, five against one!
But the most unbearable part?
The final move that took her down… was a freaking flick to the forehead!!
The arena was eerily silent.
The person lying motionless from a single finger flick was none other than their revered "Master Xia," "Sister Shan"—the undefeated "War Goddess" of Pingchuan!
Even in defeat, none of the students dared to mock or question her.
But in their hearts, Lin Yu’s image had skyrocketed to unimaginable heights after this fight.
From the spectator area,
Maomao covered her mouth in shock, muttering,
"Shan… just lost…"
"This is insane… ZerO’s strength…"
Xia Yiwei, however, wasn’t in a hurry to celebrate. Suppressing her excitement, she grumbled,
"Stubborn old sis, even after getting wrecked like this, you still won’t admit defeat?"
Inside the ring,
Lin Yu couldn’t help but admire Xia Xiashan’s tenacity.
Right now,
she was probably still dazed.
And yet… she wanted to keep fighting?
"It’s not… over yet…"
"Just because one arm’s useless…"
Gritting her teeth, Xia Xiashan forced herself up on shaky legs, wobbling as she rose:
"Lin Yu… this isn’t finished…"
"I still have one hand left!"
Lin Yu scratched his cheek. "…"
And then what?
Was she planning to hit him with some legendary one-handed technique?
The renewed cheers from the crowd made him pause.
Wait… was he the villain now?
Huh.
Not bad, actually.
Lin Yu stepped forward.
Facing Xia Xiashan, who was barely standing, he unleashed another ruthless barrage of punches and palm strikes.
Managing to speak two sentences had already been her limit.
Counterattacking? Defending?
Impossible.
"Ghk—!"
Xia Xiashan clenched her jaw, refusing to cry out in pain.
Her body crumpled like dough, collapsing onto the mat once more.
"So? Master Xia?"
"Got any other limbs left?"
The teasing question
felt like a blade slicing through the last shreds of her pride.
Lying on the ground, she stared up at the towering shadow above her.
And suddenly realized—
He was so… tall.
Had he always been this tall?
So tall she couldn’t reach, no matter how hard she tried…
"Enough!!"
"Stop fighting already!"
Just as the staff member was about to strike the gong to officially end the match,
a flash of white rushed into the arena—a nurse in uniform.
Lin Yu: "…"
Here we go.
The shameless little sister’s victory speech.
This "heart-wrenching" yet "sisterly" performance was bound to be dramatic.
Sure enough,
the angel in white rushed to her fallen sister’s side…
and immediately started pressing down on her chest with full force!
"One, two, three… Wake up, sis!"
"Four, five…"
Xia Xiashan winced in pain. "!!!"
She wasn’t even unconscious!
Xia Yiwei was clearly taking revenge.
If her limbs weren’t numb, she’d have jumped up and throttled her sister right then.
So what if she couldn’t beat Lin Yu? She could still wreck Xia Yiwei!
"Xia Yiwei… enough… cut it out…"
"Cough!"
"Trying to finish me off?"
Xia Xiashan managed to rasp out.
But in response,
her sister’s lips curled into a gleeful smirk.
"Oh! You’re awake! Thank goodness!"
"It’s all Little Master’s fault for hitting you so hard."
"I should’ve stepped in sooner—I’m so sorry!"
"I just never imagined…"
"Five against one, and you still lost."
"Flung around like ballet dancers, one after another."
"And you, sis…"
"No! I can’t accept it!!"
"How could you lose to a flick on the forehead?"
"And… such a loud one, too!"
Xia Xiashan: "…"
Someone. Anyone. Tear her mouth off.
Last time she’d beaten Xia Yiwei at the dojo, the brat hadn’t been this vicious!
Damn you, Xia Yiwei.
Can’t you let me live this down?
Unfortunately,
no one in the room had the guts to speak up for their master.
Xia Yiwei’s verbal assault wasn’t just targeting her sister—it was a slap to the entire dojo’s face.
A blatant declaration:
I’m not singling anyone out—I’m saying all of you are trash~
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! Emergency Mission "Martial Trial" complete!]
[Successfully avenged your sect brother, defeated a martial arts expert, and resolved the elder’s grudge!]
[Rewards: 200 Sect Contribution Points, 400 Spirit Stones, 1 free System Shop draw.]
Lin Yu: Nice~
The long-awaited rewards from Nurse Sister were finally his.
But the bigger prize…
His gaze shifted through the crowd,
locking onto Maomao.
Maomao: "!!!"
For some reason,
meeting Lin Yu’s eyes sent a chill down her spine.
Instinctively, she took a step back, fists clenched nervously.
Suddenly,
she wasn’t so sure if her reckless decision last night had been a blessing… or a curse.
……
Meanwhile,
at Maomao Pet Shop on Commercial Street.
"Ding-a-ling~"
The door chime jingled.
Chang Xiaoxiao adjusted her glasses and greeted warmly:
"Welcome, miss!"
A girl in a blue-and-white striped hoodie and shorts shuffled in with slightly inward-turned steps.
Chang Xiaoxiao blinked in surprise.
Who dressed like this in summer?
With those long legs, the girl probably had a killer figure—so why cover up?
Shy type?
The girl fiddled with the edge of her kangaroo pocket:
"U-um… Sister Rui…"
Chang Xiaoxiao immediately understood. Smiling, she said:
"Looking for our manager? No problem, miss. Just a moment."
Then,
she took a deep breath and bellowed toward the back:
"BOSS! CUSTOMER HERE FOR YOU!!"
The booming shout made the girl flinch.
But after a second, she relaxed.
Yeah… that’s how you call for Sister Ruirui.
Soon,
Mao Ruirui hurried over, wiping sweat from her brow:
"Who? Who’s asking for—"
"Eh?"
"Little Fu!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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?!
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
