The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Can I leave now?

Upon hearing Wu Jing's words, Mei Buhui immediately became anxious, her voice, which had just returned to normal, rising again: "Leave? Making a mistake and being punished is only natural!"

"I've made a mistake and haven't even been punished yet, how can I just leave?!"

"Please punish me severely!"

As expected, Mei Buhui's last words sparked another heated discussion among the onlookers.

The most excited among them was the tall, thin freshman wearing glasses. His fingers flew across the phone screen, and his mouth was moving rapidly, spouting outrageous headlines one after another:

"A shocking scandal at Yinhua Martial Arts Academy!!! A muscular freshman encounters the principal's relative—what exactly happened between them?!"

"Quick Look!!! A masochistic, gigantic, muscular freshman has appeared at Yinhua Martial Arts Academy, and her story with the principal's relative is outrageous!!!"

. . .

As he rattled off a long string of bizarre headlines like reciting a menu, the group of freshmen around him once again distanced themselves from him.

Hearing those sensational headlines, Wu You, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth: if someone actually posted those headlines on the martial arts school forum, Wu Jing would most likely go crazy.

It's important to know that Martial Arts Pass is an app specifically designed for teachers and students of all martial arts universities in the entire Eastern Ling Kingdom, and the Martial Arts Forum is a comprehensive forum that includes all martial arts universities within the Eastern Ling Kingdom.

This forum is essentially designed to facilitate the posting of requests for help and answers by martial arts teachers and students, and to facilitate exchanges on martial arts-related topics. After all, only through exchanges can sparks of thought be generated, which can better promote and advance the development of martial arts.

But wherever there are people, there is a world of its own, and gossip is human nature. Moreover, most users of the martial arts school forum are freshmen who have just come of age and are at the age where they love to watch the excitement.

Wu You knew without a doubt that once those outrageous titles were posted, Wu Jing, as one of the protagonists of the posts, would definitely become famous in various martial arts schools.

However, he also knew that even if Wu Jing wanted to become famous, it certainly wouldn't be in this way. If that happened, Wu Jing, who always preferred a quiet atmosphere, would probably explode on the spot.

Thinking of this, Wu You couldn't help but shake his head, silently thinking, "My foolish little sister, you should let your wise, handsome, and helpful brother lend you a hand."

Then, his figure flashed.

Meanwhile, the tall, thin freshman with glasses glanced up at the crowd, and when he looked down again, he found that his phone had suddenly disappeared.

He paused for a moment, looked down at his hands again, then at the ground, then patted his pockets and rummaged through his backpack, but unfortunately, there was no sign of his phone anywhere.

The other freshmen closest to him also checked the ground nearby, but found nothing there either.

His expression changed; his previous enthusiasm was instantly replaced by a look of bewilderment.

"What happened???"

"Where's my phone???"

. . . . . .

In the middle of the crowd, Wu Jing also heard some strange things from the surrounding discussions.

She no longer cared about punishment or accountability; all she wanted was to leave this place as quickly as possible.

She took a deep breath and looked at Mei Buhui, whose eyes were full of seriousness.

"I told you I wouldn't pursue this, so you can leave now."

"Besides, if you don't leave, I'm leaving."

After saying that, Wu Jing turned and left.

At this moment, Mei Buhui also became anxious. She straightened up and grabbed Wu Jing's clothes on her arm: "No, you can't leave! You have to punish me first!"

"You can yell at me, or you can beat me up, whatever you want!"

"If you leave without punishing me, it means my mistake hasn't been made up for, and I'll feel terrible all the time!"

"And if you really don't want to hit or yell at me, I can help you with some things!"

At this point, Mei Buhui suddenly remembered something, her eyes lighting up as she said, "That's right, is there anyone you don't like? If so, I can go and beat them up for you!"

"I'm very strong! I've broken through to the Ming Jin realm and officially entered the next level! Whoever you want to beat up, I can help you beat them up!"

"Of course, beating up a whole group is fine too!"

When Mei Buhui uttered his final words, "He has already broken through to the Ming Jin level," the surrounding onlookers erupted in an uproar.

A freshman gasped, exclaiming in horror, "They've already broken through to the Ming Jin realm? Hiss—terrifying! Terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!"

The chubby freshman next to him stared wide-eyed, his voice carrying the tone of someone re-evaluating the muscular freshman before him: "What? Ming Jin? This burly man has actually broken through to Ming Jin? No wonder his muscles are so strong!"

A thin boy in the distance wore a worried expression. He looked down at his arms, which could be described as slender compared to the other boy's: "Hiss—could it be that the reason I haven't broken through is because I don't have enough muscles? Or is it that only by unlocking the Muscle King form can I break through to the Ming Jin realm?"

Some quick-witted freshmen immediately cupped their hands in greeting to Mei Buhui in the middle of the crowd, saying, "WTF, you really are a master! My apologies! My apologies!"

A boy in a white training uniform sighed, his tone tinged with the emotion of someone who had been inspired: "Although I knew there would be many martial arts masters at the Martial Arts University, I never expected to meet a Ming Jin martial artist on my way to registration on the first day of school, just while eating some melon seeds? And he's even a freshman like me? Sigh—I admire Chang Feng Jin, and I must strive to improve myself. Having been admitted to the Martial Arts University, I must work even harder to cultivate my martial arts!"

One freshman even started self-motivation, muttering to himself, "Ever since I entered the realm of martial arts, I've been drinking herbal soup every day, but I still haven't broken through to the Ming Jin level! Why have others broken through while I haven't? Damn it!!!! It must be because I haven't practiced enough! I need to practice more!!! I must practice more intensely today!!!" Several people around him heard him talking to himself. Some glanced at him, while others nodded silently. That surge of energy was spreading unseen among the onlookers.

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