Even blind box hunters don't choose their partners? I got Su Daji from my blind box!

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

The students at Huajing Wuhan University were so shocked they almost fell to their feet, wondering if they had misheard.

Ten Tier 3 Qi and Blood Pills?! One of those could buy a down payment on a house in Donghai City!

Dragon's Blood Grass? Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment?

This isn't compensation! This is outright robbery! It's extortion! It's blatant robbery!

And the reason is so outrageous—my hand hurts from typing, so I need Black Jade Broken-Healing Ointment?

Why didn't you say that if your fingernail breaks, you need to replace the robotic arm?!

"you……"

Li Yanfeng clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to have a heart attack.

He pointed at Lin Xiao, his fingers trembling.

"Lin Xiao, isn't this... a little too much..."

"Too much?"

Mo Daozi suddenly snorted coldly, and the grandmaster aura that had just been suppressed reappeared on his body. He stared at Li Yanfeng with an unfriendly look, just like an old tiger protecting its cubs.

"What? A prestigious martial arts university like Huajing Martial Arts University, a top-tier institution, can't even offer such a small gift?"

"If they can't afford it, then forget it, we'll leave now. I'll tell Minister Qin when I get back that Huajing Martial Arts University not only made us change our flight path halfway through, but they also humiliated us under the guise of a friendly match, and in the end, they didn't even give us a small gift. They're incredibly stingy!"

Li Yanfeng almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Is this a greeting gift? Who gives ten third-tier pills as a greeting gift? Even bandits coming down from the mountain wouldn't be this ruthless!

But looking at Mo Daozi's shameless "I'll flip the table if you don't give it to me" attitude, and then at the countless eyes staring at him from all sides.

Li Yanfeng knew he was destined to be the sucker today.

To save face for the school and to keep these plagues at bay, this blood must be shed!

"Give!"

Li Yanfeng gritted his teeth and squeezed out a single word.

His expression was even worse than if his father had just died.

"Since a genius has spoken, I'll accept this favor! Consider it... a nutritional allowance for all the students!"

……

Half an hour later.

The entrance to Wuhan University.

A luxury bus was parked by the roadside. The students from Huayang Martial Arts University were carrying large and small bags of "spoils of war," all beaming with joy, as if it were New Year's Day.

Zhang Xuan toyed with two bottles of Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment in his hands, grinning like a landlord's silly son.

"Brother Lin, it has to be you! I've been craving this stuff for ages. They say it can even heal a broken bone overnight! This is a steal!"

Li Yanfeng stood by the car door, his fake smile almost crumbling, like dried-out cured meat.

But he hasn't forgotten his ultimate goal.

Just as Lin Xiao was about to get into the car.

"Lin Xiao, classmate."

Li Yanfeng suddenly stepped forward, acting extremely enthusiastically, and grabbed Lin Xiao's hand.

"So young and promising, truly so young and promising."

While he was making polite remarks, he patted Lin Xiao's shoulder heavily with his other hand in a seemingly intimate manner.

"I'm really looking forward to your performance in the upcoming main competition."

The moment their palms touched.

hum!

A subtle yet sharp energy, like a venomous snake, instantly burrowed into Lin Xiao's body from Li Yanfeng's palm.

Feeling bones and probing qi!

This is a dirty trick used by veteran martial artists to probe the background of younger generations.

Through contact, one can instantly perceive the other person's bone density, blood flow rate, and meridian strength, thereby deducing the other person's true level of cultivation.

Lin Xiao's eyes flickered slightly.

Sure enough, the old fox couldn't resist anymore.

Lin Xiao sneered inwardly.

Since you want to see it, I'll let you see as much as you want.

With a thought, Lin Xiao's Emperor Qi and Blood, which had been boiling like golden magma within his body, instantly subsided and disappeared into the depths of his bone marrow.

Instead, there is a false sense of vitality created by the "Turtle Breathing and Yuan Locking Method" taught by Mo Daozi.

He even deliberately controlled his muscles so that his body stiffened for a moment, like a startled little rabbit, the instant it came into contact with the energy.

A glint of light flashed in Li Yanfeng's eyes.

In my perception, Lin Xiao's bones, though hard, were not completely jade-like.

Although the body's Qi and blood are abundant, they appear somewhat weak and disordered, like "bloated fat" forcibly piled up with drugs.

Especially the meridians, when faced with his master-level energy, actually developed an instinctive fear and contracted.

Second order.

At best, he's only at the peak of the second tier!

Li Yanfeng withdrew his hand, a huge weight lifted from his heart, and the smile on his face instantly became more genuine.

"Thank you for your kind words, Dean Li."

Lin Xiao subtly withdrew his hand, a hint of panic about being "seen through" appearing on his face, before quickly turning and getting into the car.

The car door closed.

The bus slowly drove away.

Li Yanfeng stood there, watching the taillights of the departing car, the smile on his face gradually disappearing, replaced by a contemptuous sneer.

"His physical body is indeed strong, but his vital energy... is too weak."

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of calculation.

"In the exchange match, you have to rely entirely on yourself; you can't use your mythic partner."

"Based solely on the strength of this second-tier individual... it's nothing to fear."

……

Kyoto, Pangu Seven Star Hotel.

Inside the presidential suite.

Mo Daozi held a newly acquired Tier 3 Qi and Blood Pill in his hand, tossed it into his mouth like a peanut, and chewed it up with a "crunch".

"Pshaw, the taste is so-so, and it's a bit sticky."

The old man looked disgusted, then turned to Lin Xiao, who was counting his spoils, and grinned like a cunning old fox who had stolen a chicken.

"How was it? That old guy really put in a lot of effort with that last move, didn't he?"

Lin Xiao casually picked up a dragon blood grass, took a bite like he was gnawing on sugarcane, and mumbled something indistinctly.

"He hit me really hard; he almost dislocated my shoulder. That old bastard, he's really ruthless."

"However..."

Lin Xiao swallowed the dragon blood grass, feeling a slight heat rising in his body, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"He should be quite satisfied with what he saw. A second-tier martial artist, with weak qi and blood... This is the answer he wanted."

Mo Daozi chuckled, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"Well done. There must be more than one company behind Li Yanfeng trying to find out your background. Other Wuhan Universities are too embarrassed to ask, so let Huajing Wuhan University be the one to take the lead."

"Now everyone thinks you're a gigolo who lives off his wife, or a walking pharmacy made from drugs."

"As a freshman, being second-tier is already a genius. But you're a prodigy, and their expectations of you are too high."

"Now that they've discovered you're only at level two, they'll definitely breathe a sigh of relief and might even underestimate you."

Mo Daozi paused, his tone becoming somewhat playful.

"That's what you call—luring the dog in to kill it."

Within the Dark Forest dungeon, Lin Xiao's displayed strength was definitely above the second tier.

However, the boundary between the second and third stages is blurred, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish them without the release of qi and blood.

Master Mo knew that Lin Xiao had reached the fourth level, but this was something that others did not know.

To prevent Lin Xiao from becoming too famous and attracting unwanted attention, Elder Mo specially taught him a method to lower his cultivation level.

Even with overwhelming strength, one must first conceal their abilities and wait until the exchange match to unleash their full potential and amaze the audience.

Lin Xiao put down the list in his hand, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the bustling city of Kyoto.

Deep within his pupils, a golden dragon shadow flashed and disappeared.

A fourth-tier martial artist fighting against first-tier and second-tier martial artists...

Shouldn't this be considered bullying?

Lin Xiao licked his lips, his eyes revealing a heart-pounding excitement.

"Old Mo."

"You know, what if I crippled all the new students at Huajing Martial Arts University...?"

"Will they beg me to return these pills?"