My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 68 Sports Students

Chapter 69 Sports Students

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu leaned closer, their big eyes wide open, staring at the pattern they had never seen before, their faces full of confusion.

This symbol has a rigorous, square structure, and doesn't look like the script commonly used in Douluo Continent.

"Brother Su Yun————"

Ning Rongrong stretched out her finger and gently poked the engraving.

"Is this a drawing of a little person?"

"Is this box the head, and the one below it the outstretched arms?"

Ning Rongrong wrinkled her pert little nose and, like a little adult, earnestly lectured him.

"Brother Su Yun, scribbling on things isn't a good habit. It's such a waste to ruin such a nice pillar."

Xiao Wu nodded in agreement.

"And it's drawn really ugly."

"Your head is square, and your body is stiff. Dude, you have absolutely no artistic talent."

Su Yun sighed deeply, then turned around and put his hands behind his back.

"shallow!"

"This is a totem from my hometown—a symbol of the weak."

"A totem for the weak?"

Upon hearing this word, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were stunned, blinking their big eyes in confusion.

Su Yun nodded, his gaze deep, as if piercing through time and space.

In my hometown, this character is pronounced "zao". It means to get up early and be diligent.

"That sounds like a good word, right?"

Su Yun sneered, turned around abruptly, and stared intently at the two girls with eyes like lightning.

"But usually there is only one type of person who would go crazy and carve this word on the table."

"That's—a poor student!"

"Those who don't study hard, doze off in class, and fail exams often like to carve this word on the corner of their desks."

"They thought that by carving this word, they could repent and change their ways. They thought that by looking at this word, they could catch up even if they were slow."

"But what was the result?"

Su Yun spread her hands.

"The desk was scratched, their hands were calloused, but they were still late, still failing grades, still academic failures!"

"This is just self-consolation from the incompetent! It's a fig leaf that the weak always use to cover their shame!"

Su Yun slammed his hand on the pillar, sending dust flying.

"I carved it here not so that you could learn it."

"It's not that we want to humiliate you! To warn you!"

"If you don't want to end up like those academic underachievers, helplessly raging at the 'early' mark on your desks, only able to mask your laziness by vandalizing public property—"

Su Yun leaned closer to the two of them, lowering his voice as if whispering a devil.

"Then memorize the book!"

"Wow--!!"

Xiao Wu looked at the book that Su Yun handed her, a book thicker than her head.

Looking at the rune that represented a poor student, she finally couldn't hold back anymore and sat down on the ground, bursting into tears.

"No way! I don't want to be a terrible student who only knows lettering!"

"But—but I really can't understand these books!"

"I'm just a bunny! All I want is to eat carrots and have my fur groomed every day!"

Ning Rongrong completely broke down, tears welling up in her eyes.

She grabbed Su Yun's sleeve and shook her head frantically.

"Brother Su Yun, I was wrong! I'm really not cut out for this!"

"When I see those words, my head spins and my legs shake. I'm going to die, I really am going to die!"

The two embraced, weeping bitterly, their faces streaked with tears.

"Please, please let us go! We don't want to be scholars who change the world; we just want to be ordinary, beautiful Soul Masters!"

Su Yun frowned slightly as he looked at the two little girls crying their eyes out.

He was silent for a moment, then picked up the ruler and gently tapped it in his palm.

clatter----

Every soft sound struck the fragile nerves of the two girls.

Finally, Su Yun let out a long sigh, seemingly having made a huge concession.

"Indeed. You can't force things. Since you're so opposed to academic research, it's certainly worrying how well you've developed your brains."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu immediately stopped crying, and a spark of hope ignited in their eyes.

Su Yun pushed up his sunglasses and looked the two men up and down.

Su Yun smiled kindly and extended an olive branch to them.

"Since you really can't grasp academic subjects, then I'll show you the way."

"Go become a sports student."

Ning Rongrong sniffed, somewhat bewildered, and asked, "Wh--what are sports students? Are they errand runners and mail carriers for the college?"

Su Yun shook his head, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the distant sky, and his tone became weary.

"No."

"Athletes are a pure species standing at the top of the food chain."

"They are the darlings of the god of flesh, abandoned by the god of knowledge."

Seeing the bewildered looks on their faces, Su Yun offered an explanation.

"As a sports student, you don't need to delve into those obscure and difficult knowledge, nor do you need to memorize tens of thousands of words of articles."

Upon hearing the words "no need to delve into knowledge," the eyes of the two academically challenged students lit up instantly, as if they had seen a savior descend upon them.

"Your courses will be significantly streamlined."

"Only learn the most basic and practical things —"

"No need to memorize tens of thousands of words?" Xiao Wu's ears were trembling with excitement.

"No need," Su Yun said decisively.

"No need to study hard every day?" Ning Rongrong asked, her eyes filled with tears and anticipation.

"No need," Su Yun smiled slightly.

"So what are we going to do?" they both asked in unison.

Su Yun turned around, slapped both of them heavily on the shoulders, and said with a fanatical look in his eyes: "You only need to do one thing: settle down."

"precipitation?"

Xiao Wu repeated the word blankly.

"That's right, sedimentation!"

Su Yun's voice was incredibly seductive.

"Just quietly immerse yourself for a few years and hone your physical skills to the extreme."

"A true athlete uses muscles instead of brains, and sweat instead of ink!"

"True athletes possess devastating physiques. They can subdue countless powerful opponents with a single hand and shatter solid mountain rocks with their feet!"

"There are even rumors that top athletes, even if they're down to their last drop of blood, can instantly revive and fight for another eight hundred rounds!"

"This is the way of the athlete!"

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were stunned.

Rebirth through a drop of blood?

Destroying the world?

And you don't even need to get high scores?

This is practically the perfect career tailor-made for them!

"We want to be athletes!!"

The two little girls shouted in unison, their eyes filled with determination.

Rather than being nailed to the pillar of shame for being born early, they would rather practice the so-called Way of Settling.

Su Yun looked at the two leeks who had rekindled their fighting spirit and nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, very energetic."

"Ask less, practice more. As long as you calm down..."