"Golden-purple badge... I really want to see it with my own eyes... But Sister Ling Yue is amazing, achieving such accomplishments at such a young age. The other martial artist tutors at the academy must all be over 30..."
Su Chen looked at the seductive woman in high heels before him, couldn’t help but praise her.
"Little brother, when did you become so glib? But, that day, after a night’s sleep, my strength suddenly doubled, and my physique seemed to have strengthened a lot. That was the night you came to my house..."
Ling Yue furrowed her brows, bit her red lips a little doubtfully, and said.
"I wonder if all this has anything to do with the massage and back taps you gave me before sleep?"
"How could that be related?"
Su Chen chuckled, laughing.
"If I had such mystical skills, I wouldn’t be standing here, nor would I squeeze onto a bus for an hour every day."
Ling Yue suddenly stood up, looked at Su Chen with a smiling gaze and said.
"Well, congratulations. Soon you won’t need to squeeze onto the bus to come to the academy, because the vacation is coming soon..."
Su Chen didn’t feel happy; instead, he found Ling Yue’s words somewhat odd.
"The holiday lasts a month, but after the new semester begins, it’s the academy’s triennial martial arts tournament..."
Ling Yue said, looking at Su Chen with a meaningful gaze.
"Since I’ve become a martial artist tutor, as my top student, shouldn’t you achieve good results to show those old-fashioned folks my capabilities..."
"Martial arts tournament?"
Su Chen scratched his head, facing this familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar woman, he quickly promised.
"Don’t worry, Sister Ling Yue, I will give my all to repay you for your kindness. But could you tell me what the martial arts tournament process is like? Will there be very strong opponents?"
Deep curiosity flashed in Su Chen’s eyes.
"Alright... Since you want to know, I’ll tell you."
Ling Yue lazily propped her stocking-clad legs up on the chair and said.
"The martial arts tournament is an event held by the martial arts academy of every university, just like regular universities hold sports meets. At that time, each class will send out a small team for real combat exercises. In these exercises, there’s not only competition between teams from different classes but also against monsters. During this actual combat exercise, more than half of the classes will be eliminated. The remaining 16 teams will then begin drawing lots for five-on-five death matches..."
"Actual combat exercise? There are even monster battles and death matches..."
Su Chen was somewhat bewildered, wondering if this was a fantasy world or a high-martial modern world.
"Of course, there will be monster battles. Though the final death matches are exaggerated somewhat, the confrontation between 16 teams allows a certain disability rate, but generally, it’s not lethal. Even if you can’t win, you can still surrender..."
Ling Yue seriously looked at Su Chen and said.
"The truly dangerous part is the preceding real combat exercise, which puts students in risky environments like martial artists doing missions. It’s usually in uninhabited areas, mountains, and monster-infested forests. Not every class needs to participate in the real combat exercise, participation is entirely voluntary, but students who do partake must sign an agreement stating that if they die during the exercise, they themselves bear full responsibility, unrelated to the academy..."
"Signing a life-and-death agreement? How terrifying..."
Su Chen furrowed his brow and continued.
"Given that, I must strengthen my skills during this holiday."
"Yes, you should spend more time on the cultivation technique I gave you earlier. This time, the martial arts tournament at Lijiang First University is jointly organized with Linjiang Institute of Technology Martial Arts Academy. There will be more people, and your opponents will be more numerous."
Ling Yue looked at Su Chen’s handsome face with a pleased gaze, then seemed to remember something and said.
"By the way, I saw your enrollment information, do you have a sister as well? Is she also a martial arts student?"
Ling Yue suddenly became curious about Su Chen’s family background.
After mentioning this name, Su Chen smiled wryly and said.
"Her... she doesn’t even answer my calls, but she didn’t study martial arts initially. She excelled in both arts and sciences and was admitted to Xia Country Finance College five years ago. But she showed some martial arts talent in high school, I wonder how she’s doing now, I’ll ask her later..."
"What? Xia Country Finance College, Susan..."
Ling Yue’s expression suddenly changed, and she couldn’t help but say.
"When I was at Xia Country University First Martial Arts Academy... I think I heard this name before, from others, and the person describing this woman named Susan seemed quite mysterious and somewhat fearful."
"What? You’ve heard of her, and at Xia Country University First Martial Arts Academy..."
Su Chen couldn’t help but feel shocked, but then thought it seemed unlikely.
Although Xia Country Finance College and Xia Country University First Martial Arts Academy are both in Imperial Capital Daxia City, Susan, being so cold and aloof, only likes reading books and doesn’t interact with people much, unlikely to have any connection with a woman like Ling Yue...
The two are not the same type at all.
"Indeed, I didn’t mistake it, is her age the same as mine?"
Ling Yue curiously asked further.
Su Chen shook his head and explained.
"No, my sister Susan is a few years younger than you. I think you must have heard of someone with the same name, as it’s a nice name that’s prone to being common in a place like Xia Country University."
Ling Yue nodded dubiously, then her phone rang, and she got up, leaving the office immediately.
Feeling somewhat bored, Su Chen returned to the classroom and opened a game.
This was two days before the vacation.
Unfortunately, his cultivation simulator hadn’t restarted yet.
So he could only play games to pass time.
"Brother Fang Hao... last time, last time, due to interference from the academy’s tutors, Brother Cannon suffered losses. This time... this time, can you act personally?"
On the second-floor corridor, the worried Zhang Weidong once again stood before the academy’s legendary figure, Fang Hao.