I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Chapter 128 Arrogant, Cool, and Domineering? What kind of champion are you? Acting Skills Lv1

"That guy is pretty shameless. He got drunk in the men's dormitory before and publicly declared that Wanwan belonged to him. Once, he saw Wanwan chatting and laughing with a male classmate, and he threatened that male classmate not to talk to Wanwan anymore."

“He is skilled in martial arts, and everyone at school is afraid of him. Now almost no man dares to approach Wanwan.”

Zhao Lu recounted the crimes of the martial arts club president. After listening, Xue Jing shook his head and sighed, "This person really has no taste."

Xue Wan raised an eyebrow, reached out her slender hand and pinched his waist, threateningly saying:

"What did you say?"

Xue Jing shrugged: "It's nothing."

As the group talked, they entered the martial arts club's training hall. A male college student in training clothes immediately lit up, walked over, and smiled:

"Hey, Goddess Xue is here! Welcome, welcome!"

Xue Jing glanced at his sister and murmured, "Goddess?"

Xue Wan felt a little embarrassed when her younger brother heard her address him that way, and her face flushed slightly, but she quickly replied confidently, "What, is that not allowed?"

Wei Juan, a short-haired girl wearing glasses, laughed and said, "Wanwan is very famous at Fengda University, isn't she? 'The most beautiful campus belle of the decade'?"

As she continued, she turned to Xue Wan and teased her.

Xue Wan: "..."

Xue Jing glanced at Xue Wan and said with a half-smile, "They seem to have quite a misunderstanding about you, Goddess."

Xue Wan glared at him: "Say less."

He then coughed lightly and said to the male college student, "My younger brother is here in Fengcheng for tourism. He has some martial arts skills, so I brought him to visit the martial arts club at Fengcheng University... You won't be unwelcome, will you?"

The male college student exaggeratedly said, "How could that be? We'd be more than happy to have you here! If Xue's younger brother said he wanted to be the president of the club, Brother Feng would definitely step down on the spot."

Xue Wan simply smiled faintly and said, "There's no need for me to step down... What about your club president?"

The male college student pointed to a tall man not far away in the venue: "He's over there instructing the new juniors. Brother Feng is just too serious, which inevitably makes him a bit oblivious to romance. It's rare for Goddess Xue to come to our martial arts club, and he doesn't even come over to entertain her..."

The man, dressed in training clothes, was instructing a member on a standing posture, looking quite serious, but his eyes would occasionally sneakily glance at Xue Wan.

Zhao Lu seemed to find it a little funny, shook her head and said, "Pretending..."

“Let’s go, let’s go over there,” Xue Wan said.

……

"Yes, put your feet on your hands, put your hands on your hands, and sit on your head..."

While secretly glancing at Xue Wan's situation, Feng Ge muttered something he didn't even know himself.

"Huh? Brother Feng, I don't think I understood. Could you say it again?"

The junior student he was guiding looked completely bewildered.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xue Wan and her group walking over. Suppressing his excitement, Feng Ge said earnestly to his junior:

"If you didn't understand, it means you haven't been working hard enough. Haven't you been paying attention in Teacher Zhang's classes?"

Junior: "Huh?"

At this moment, Xue Wan had already walked up to her.

Her outfit today was sweet and charming. She wore a white lace blouse with semi-transparent long sleeves and a black pleated mini skirt that covered half of her thighs, paired with white sneakers. Her long, slender legs, as if sculpted from jade, were on full display, making her look both sexy and sweet.

Her waist-length, slightly wavy black hair cascaded down naturally, as smooth as a black waterfall. Her beautiful face, flawless even without makeup, wore a half-smile. Just by walking up to Feng Ge, she immediately made him lose his mind.

Even though there was still some distance between them, Feng Ge was already hallucinating just by looking at her. He seemed to be able to smell her alluring fragrance, and his eyes involuntarily revealed a look of intoxication.

"Senior Chen, are you mentoring a junior?" Xue Wan asked with a light smile.

Chen Feng coughed lightly, trying to appear calm, waved to the junior student, and said:

"Go practice on your own for a while."

Got no response.

The junior student was staring blankly at Xue Wan.

Chen Feng frowned, suppressing his anger, and gently slapped the back of his head.

"Why don't you leave quickly?"

The junior student snapped out of his daze, quickly replied "Yes," and ran to the side.

"Wanwan, what's up?" Chen Feng said, feigning gentleness, his voice deliberately low and even producing a series of bubbly sounds.

Standing behind Xue Wan, Zhao Lu seemed unable to stand this, and immediately covered her mouth to prevent herself from bursting out laughing.

“Senior Chen, I told you not to call me ‘Wanwan’.” Xue Wan frowned her slender eyebrows.

Chen Feng said gently, "If you don't like it, I won't shout it anymore. Don't be angry."

Xue Wan clicked her tongue, touched her right arm—which was covered in goosebumps—with her left hand, and said:

"...Never mind, let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, Xue Jing."

Chen Feng looked at Xue Jing and said in a friendly tone, "Oh? So you're Wanwan's younger brother. My name is Chen Feng, you can call me Brother Chen Feng..."

Xue Jing: "..."

Xue Wan glanced at him, a smile in her eyes, and said, "Senior Chen, my younger brother has recently started practicing martial arts. He seems to have quite a talent for it and has made some progress. However, he has become increasingly arrogant lately and looks down on everyone... I want him to understand the principle that there are always people more capable than you and there is always something beyond your understanding."

"Senior Chen, could you do me this favor and teach him a lesson?"

Chen Feng was stunned: "This..."

Xue Wan sighed, "My biggest worry in this life is my younger brother, but now that he's grown up, I can't control him anymore. So I've decided that I must find a boyfriend who can keep him in check."

Chen Feng straightened up, crossed his arms, and said solemnly, "Wanwan, you don't need to say anything more. I understand your feelings. I have a duty to do this."

Xue Wan's lips twitched. "...Good that you understand. But conversely, I would never consider someone who can't even beat or control my own brother. I hope you understand that too."

Xue Jing cooperated perfectly, striking a pose of arrogant swagger with his nostrils flared, and said disdainfully:

"Sis, stop talking nonsense and get started. It seems like none of the members in your school's lousy martial arts club are any good fighters."

Chen Feng shook his head and chuckled, "Brother Xue, you must be relatively new to martial arts, so you haven't heard of me. Last year's champion of the Southern University League—"

As soon as he finished speaking, his vision suddenly blurred.

"boom--"

A long, slender hand, with a speed he couldn't comprehend, gripped his throat, lifted him up, and slammed him to the ground.

The rubber floor was dented in the shape of a human figure by the fall.

The entire martial arts club venue fell silent because of this sudden scene.

Chen Feng was lying on the ground, not yet able to recover, when a foot stepped on his chest.

A cool and domineering voice came from beside my ear.

"Huh? What champion are you?"

Xue Jing spoke with a tone full of contempt.

[Conditions met, skill activated: Acting]

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Chapter 129 The Ultimate Move of Movement: Reverse Scale, Flower Goddess Gathering, Lord of a Thousand Reds and Myriad Beauties (4K)

A new skill has been activated?

Xue Jing glanced at the panel notification that popped up in front of him.

In an instant, he felt that his whole being was much more 'coordinated'.

His attempt to project a cool and aloof image was somewhat stiff, as it didn't quite suit his personality, and there were still many shortcomings in details such as facial expressions and gestures.

But now, he exudes an arrogant aura of "I'm fucking awesome" from the inside out, without any flaws. If he were in a fantasy novel, he would be a villain of the level of a great emperor's son.

Even emotionally, Xue Jing felt that he had truly become 'arrogant'.

"Look at me, you cub."

Xue Jing stepped on Chen Feng, looking down at him from a high vantage point. His tone was no longer deliberately contemptuous, but natural, as if he were born to be superior.

"What champion are you, huh?"

"..." Chen Feng felt the force of the foot stepping on his chest and abdomen, and his resolute face gradually changed.

At first, it was disbelief, then it gradually twisted into shame and indignation, until finally, it turned into rage.

His entire body surged with power, and with a violent jolt, he broke free from Xue Jing's trampling, quickly stood up, reached for Xue Jing's collar, and roared furiously:

"You damn brat, I'll fuck your mother—"

Before Chen Feng could utter the last word, Xue Jing also reached out and stopped his outstretched hand.

With a burst of energy, Xue Jing's two palms collided. He held nothing back, crushing Chen Feng's palms with sheer quantity and power, and grabbed his index and middle fingers, snapping them outwards without mercy.

"Click——"

The cracking sound of bones twisting in the joints rang out, and Chen Feng's two fingers were twisted into an arc that could not be achieved under normal circumstances, with the backs of his fingers almost touching the back of his hand.

"what!!"

Chen Feng let out a scream.

"I'm asking you a question. Who gave you permission to stand up?"

Xue Jing grabbed his fingers and flicked them like noodles. A dragon's roar rose, and the powerful force of the dragon entered Chen Feng's body, crushing and shattering all his resistance.

Chen Feng was lifted off the ground, starting with the fingers that Xue Jing was holding. A visible force flowed through his entire body, causing a noticeable bend wherever it passed. His bones cracked and popped as he completely lost his balance and fell to the ground again.

"What an impolite champion."

Xue Jing stepped on the back of his head, and with a forceful stomp, slammed his head into the rubber floor, embedding it deeply, causing a ring of radial cracks to burst open around it.