In an era where everyone is cultivating immortality, the system wants me to become a demon?

Chapter 31: It's all just Xiao Chunan's fantasy! (Please continue reading!!!)

Upon arriving at the playground, Su Yuan discovered that his classmates were already practicing martial arts.

Seeing this, how could he not understand that the general education courses were most likely taken over by Teacher Li?

And yet, I actually managed to cultivate for an hour right under Teacher Li's nose?
Am I that brave?

Su Yuan hurriedly tried to organize his thoughts to explain, but Li Ziquan, who was supervising the students, waved first and said:
"Su Yuan is here, come over quickly."

As she spoke, she asked with a concerned expression:

"Are you tired from cultivating? Do you want to rest for a while longer?"

The other person's enthusiasm was so great that Su Yuan almost thought they were being sarcastic.

Teacher Li, please don't do this, I'm scared.

However, Su Yuan soon remembered his encounter with Li Ziquan in the cafeteria.

It was clearly after he demonstrated the Eighteen Forms of the Divine Fork that Teacher Li always thought he was a promising talent in martial arts, which is why he always held him in high regard.

So, Teacher Li really cares about him.

Su Yuanke, whose academic performance had always been mediocre, had never enjoyed such treatment before, and was inevitably a little uncomfortable for a while.

He quickly shook his head to indicate that he was perfectly fine.

The students who were practicing martial arts on the playground were astonished when they saw this scene, as if they had seen a ghost.

This teacher, Ms. Li, is notorious for her double standards; she always values ​​grades over people.

In her eyes, students who score below 90 in martial arts class are no different from paramecia.

According to this algorithm, Su Yuan is at best a typical Cantonese twin-tailed elf, so how did she suddenly gain the treatment of being Li Ziquan's beloved disciple?
Is there some kind of Python transaction that requires a lot of modeling skills?

Li Ziquan said with a smile:
"Su Yuan, I saw what you did outside the cafeteria the other day. I never expected that one of my students would be such a hidden martial arts prodigy."

"I didn't see the whole thing last time in the cafeteria, so I'll show it to the teacher now."

If Li Ziquan had singled him out like this before, Su Yuan, who only knew the Eighteen Forms of the Divine Fork, would have been terrified.

But after receiving one-on-one tutoring from the top student in his grade, he is now a completely different person.

"How would you like me to present this, teacher?"

Su Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking every bit the master.

Li Ziquan thought for a moment, then turned to look at a girl in the crowd who was stretching, her youthful energy impossible to conceal:
"Wu Xingqi, come over here and have a spar with Su Yuan."

"Oh, here it comes!"

Wu Xingqi waved her hand and ran like the wind to Li Ziquan and Su Yuan's side.

She looked Su Yuan up and down for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise:
"You've broken through to the sixth level of Qi Refining? No wonder Teacher Li didn't wake you up earlier."

"But that's perfect. I'm also at the sixth level of Qi Refining. Although my spiritual power stat has reached 69.3, we're still at the same level. I won't suppress my strength when we spar later."

Looking at the carefree girl in front of him, whose skin was mostly amber, Su Yuan's lips curled up slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

He coughed lightly and said righteously:

"Wu Xingqi, although it may be a bit offensive to say this, I still have to make it clear to you in advance that your sparring sessions with me in the future will definitely not be pleasant. If you can switch to someone else, then please do so."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xingqi's gaze towards Su Yuan immediately turned dangerous.

"Just because you've broken through to the sixth level of Qi Refining, you think you can dominate everything? Hmph, that's just Xiao Chunan's fantasy."

Su Yuan: "..."

If you say that, I won't hold back!
At that moment, Su Yuan said no more and quietly assumed a fighting stance, his abyssal spiritual power surging through his vast meridians like the Yangtze River and the sea.

"Section Chief Su is ready? Then I'm about to make my move!" Wu Xingqi's lips curled up, and with a light push of her leg containing explosive power, her agile body suddenly shot out like lightning.

In an instant, the dark-skinned girl appeared in front of Su Yuan, her petite fist blasting out like a bullet, tearing through the air and emitting a sharp whistling sound.

That punch was so powerful it would rank in the top five in the whole class.

However, in Su Yuan's eyes, this punch was full of flaws.

Although the Eighteen Forms of the Divine Fork cannot be used with bare hands, the eye for forking people is still there.

No matter where the enemy's attack comes from, Su Yuan can anticipate it first!

The demonic mind of the Brahma gave him unparalleled focus and allowed him to react instantly.

At the critical moment, Su Yuan slightly turned his body to the side, narrowly avoiding the fierce punch.

At the same time, he raised his elbow and struck Wu Xingqi's arm joint as she swung it.

Chaoyang Fist is called a fist technique, but the elbow strike is the most powerful blow among all fist techniques!
bang——

The elbows struck each other, producing a crisp sound of flesh colliding. Wu Xingqi's delicate body staggered slightly, but she quickly regained her balance.

She turned her head and looked at Su Yuan, who had easily deflected her attack, a bright smile spreading across her pretty face:
"Section Chief Su, that impact was really powerful."

Please, young lady, stop using such offensive language.

Under the watchful eyes of his classmates and teachers, Su Yuan felt a cold sweat break out all over his body.

Fortunately, the battle will be over soon.

The moment his skin touched Wu Xingqi's, a large amount of abyssal spiritual power surged into the girl's body.

Wu Xingqi was clearly unaware of this, thinking it was a normal collision of spiritual energy, and continued to throw punches carelessly.

This time, Su Yuan didn't even try to dodge. He simply extended a finger and struck the girl's forearm with lightning speed.

It was just an extremely ordinary point, without any hidden force or anything else, but the moment it hit Wu Xingqi, it was as if she had been struck by lightning.

"what!"

Her delicate body froze on the spot, and an indescribable tingling sensation surged through half of her body, centered on the spot where Su Yuan had touched her arm.

If I had to use a metaphor, it would be like being hit hard on a nerve, with every inch of skin feeling like it's been sprinkled with popping candy.

The fact that Wu Xingqi was able to maintain her balance under the influence of these feelings demonstrates her unwavering resolve in the Dao.

"You... Su Yuan, how did you do that?"

Wu Xingqi turned her head with difficulty, her pretty face full of shock.

But then, a resolute look appeared on her face:

"No matter what tricks you used just now, I will not admit defeat easily!"

As she spoke, the girl, enduring her physical discomfort, tried to throw another punch at Su Yuan.

But as soon as she made a movement, her clothes began to frantically rub against every inch of her skin that came into contact with them.

"Well--"

In that instant, Wu Xingqi felt waves of electricity surge into her mind, and her thoughts went completely blank.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Xingqi slowly slumped down, sitting on the ground like a duck. Her usually bright and expressive eyes now looked vacant.

There was silence.

(End of this chapter)