Chapter 81: Disgrace of the Martial Arts Department, Someone's About to Go Crazy (Third Update!)

"I lost? I actually lost to the Old Martial Arts School!"

Xu Dong, removing his helmet, had a deathly pale face—not only because being beheaded dealt a heavy blow to his heart, but more because he lost to a rookie of the Old Martial Arts School whom he had looked down on.

His proud anti-strike armor body, impervious to blades and spears, could not withstand a single knife-hand strike from the other side.

"From now on I'll be like Luo Wenbin, becoming a disgrace to the Qiguang Heng University Martial Arts Department..."

Xu Dong thought of his future university life, falling into a dark hell of "being treated as a laughingstock," "unconditionally bringing meals for roommates," "permanently losing the right to be called Dad," and "no longer having the right to choose a spouse."

He almost saw stars and collapsed to the ground.

"The Qiguang Heng University Martial Arts Department will spread the tale of Luo Wenbin and me, two stray dogs by the roadside... eh, wait, Luo Wenbin!"

Xu Dong suddenly seized on a lifeline, put his helmet back on, and made a comms call.

"Brother Bin, are you there?"

Luo Wenbin, tapping away, posted on the forum using a small account titled "Shock! Military Martial Arts School sophomore Xu Dong suffers the ultimate insult!" while speaking slowly:

"Xiao Dong, what's the matter?"

Hearing the address, Xu Dong clenched his fists, but his tone was very humble:

"Brother Bin, about today, can you keep it secret for me?"

Luo Wenbin couldn't keep the corners of his mouth down; after finishing uploading the screen recording, he finally spoke:

"Xiao Dong, don't be naive. How many people watch the Old Martial Arts School's results every day? A page full of red suddenly turns green—who wouldn't notice?"

Seems like it.

Xu Dong gritted his teeth in secret; since he couldn't hide it, he could only huddle together for warmth with Luo Wenbin, this disgrace of the Martial Arts Department:

"A Bin, at the opening ceremony we'll sit on opposite sides, so we can share the fire."

Luo Wenbin sneered:

"A Dong, this is your narrow vision and limited thinking. Anyway, you and I have already been nailed to the pillar of disgrace—what's left to fear? Better to drag more people into the water!"

Xu Dong first frowned—that was too despicable, wasn't it betraying Qiguang Heng University's Martial Arts Department?

But then he thought it made some sense: if more students lost to the Old Martial Arts School, even to the point of upperclassmen crashing, then his and Luo Wenbin's crushing defeat could be considered understandable.

"What do you want to do?"

Xu Dong asked.

"Of course study the fighting styles of various schools in the low ranks, let the Old Martial Arts School understand them, then use small accounts on the forum to hype up the opponents, saying they're too strong, not that we're too weak..."

Luo Wenbin imparted experience.

The two darkly crawling disgraces of the Martial Arts Department thus met and formed an alliance.

Half an hour later, after discussing countermeasures, Xu Dong's mindset recovered somewhat.

So he continued downloading Beastman Maiden 18R HD resources.

"Since things have come to this, I've already lost, might as well play some glue..."

"What a splendid battle! Old Liang was right—Old Martial Arts should indeed constantly 'fight,' unceasingly 'battle,' in order to unceasingly 'win'!"

Qin Shi exited the once again boiling Virtual Combat Room; he hadn't yet decided who to pick as the next victim.

Limit Flow, Military Martial Arts School—he had already fought both.

Why not try Bionic Style?

Qin Shi put the helmet aside, pulled out Lin Yunqing's Identity Card, and cut the network connection.

He stood up and surveyed the increasingly well-stocked Basement; the dog-woman had recently been like someone renovating a new home, adding many things inside.

But they were all high-tech gadgets he couldn't understand.

He glanced at the design blueprints; they seemed somewhat similar to the "Gravity Room" Lin Yunqing had mentioned for tempering the body.

"Financial resources are indeed the cornerstone of strength!"

Qin Shi sighed—like the young master of a big conglomerate or the daughter of a great family, one could completely create a training environment comparable to a First-Rank Academy in one's own home.

Even during holidays or spare time from classes, one could maintain a steady, even growth speed of Qi Life Force.

Over time, the gap between commoners and elites would naturally widen.

"So high talent isn't scary; what's despairing is when someone is richer than you and works harder than you."

Qin Shi suppressed his miscellaneous thoughts—he was a cheater, fearing nothing!

He then pretended to practice cultivation while distractedly checking the Stela once.

【Anchor Point: Qin Shi】

【Growth Stage: Embryo】

【Progress: 0.021%】

【Monument Count: Deep Sleep (Advanced), Muscle Memory (Advanced), Overgrowth (Intermediate), Super-sensory Perception (Beginner), Part-time Warrior (Beginner)】

【Skills: Combat Retrospection, Inner Vision, Predator】

This period had brought great gains.

Apart from Qi Life Force advancing mightily without pause.

The two most important achievements had already become white obelisks breaking through the soil, standing tall and high, forming a sharp contrast with the other few small mounds.

"The focus next will shift to 【Overgrowth】."

Qin Shi pondered how to enrich the types of ingredients—did eating books count?

He thought of Old Liang's hand-copied Master Uncle manuscript, letting himself chew and swallow it bit by bit, suddenly comprehending the Nourishing Spirit Technique.

"Why not ask Old Liang another day if there's any left, just say I was greedy."

Qin Shi thought left and right; it seemed he could only wool Old Liang.

New Martial Arts practitioners generally favor electronic storage, or things like Memory Crystal Elements.

"The Zidi Xuexiao apparently still has some Old Martial Arts textbooks."

Qin Shi scratched his head; he would have to thicken his skin to return to his alma mater, not knowing if he could obtain a copy.

After all, his grades were among the top three in the whole school, and he had entered Xin Yi High School in the Urban Circle.

He had once been hailed as "the hope of Old Factory Street"!

After cultivating for several hours and completing his daily basic training quota, Qin Shi then took the elevator up to the first-floor lobby.

Chen Yun had already woken up, her complexion ruddy and lustrous, her complexion obviously much improved.

Her gaze toward Qin Shi changed, like a wealthy woman spending heavily to conceive a child meeting a divine doctor skilled at reviving the spring and curing infertility:

"Little Qin, where did you learn this technique? It's amazing! I used to feel weak all over, either sore here or in pain there, but after you pressed me, I feel much better!"

Qin Shi acted very humble:

"This technique comes from the Jin Se Yin Xiang Footbath Shop on Old Factory Street. Sister Yun, if you think it's fine, I'll loosen your bones for you next time."

Through the Muscle Memory trait, it could be seen that Chen Yun's physical strength was not low.

The reason she ended up like this was probably due to some special martial art, causing her to remain in a state of burden for long periods.

"I haven't slept this soundly in many days; I truly owe you a great favor, Little Qin."

Chen Yun was of a straightforward nature, speaking plainly:

"From now on, if you run into anything in the Urban Circle, just come find me."

Barely counts as a one-night acquaintance.

Teacher Lin's connections were concentrated in the Education Bureau, while Sister Yun's background was in the Patrol Department.

Qin Shi reckoned that from now on, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the Urban Circle?

It's just that not going wouldn't be very honorable, smacking of relying on nepotism.

"You two..."

Lin Yunqing, who had been listening for a while, gritted her teeth and asked:

"What did you two do while I wasn't here?"

Chen Yun said with a beaming smile:

"I touched, and I also fondled, and it felt great... hey, don't scratch, don't grab, don't pinch! I was wrong, I was wrong, Sister Qing!"

Chen Yun had originally wanted to tease Lin Yunqing, but ended up almost being flayed alive by the latter; she hurriedly apologized and explained the facts.

"Hmph! I'll let you off this time; if there's a next time, I'll definitely show no mercy!"

Lin Yunqing hummed and hawed, releasing the two fingers pinching the soft flesh, then looked at Qin Shi sitting on the sofa eating melon and watching the excitement:

"Assistant Teacher Qin, actually my neck has been hurting lately too, and I haven't been sleeping well."

Qin Shi decisively took it on:

"Leave it to me, I guarantee a cure. I have three packages priced at 198, 398, and 698 here; see which one Teacher Lin needs."

By the way, Sister Yun, can I add a contact method?"

Chen Yun habitually wanted to joke a bit more, but sensing Lin Yunqing's extremely threatening fierce gaze, she shrank her neck:

"You can add one. But I'm a busy person with work, so you absolutely must not invite me to dinner, tea, or movies; I generally have no time."

Qin Shi smiled and said:

"Sister Yun, what you enjoyed before was my 198 package here; it supports cash and also card payment."

This answer made Chen Yun's smile freeze, while Lin Yunqing beside her was instead highly amused.

"Little Qin really knows how to do business..."

Chen Yun took out her mobile phone, about to add a contact method, when she just happened to receive a phone call.

It was the Director again!

"Damn bald middle-aged man, doesn't he need to accompany his wife!"

Chen Yun cursed under her breath while smiling on the surface as she answered the phone.

A few minutes later, her expression was somewhat grave, and also somewhat gleeful at another's misfortune.

"Someone in the Qin Family is going crazy. A batch of goods they placed at Jiusong Port caught fire and burned, and there was a not-small explosion."

Qin Lihao only received the summons at noon to bring it up in the evening, but this happened in the afternoon."

(Chapter End)