I love you, brother, but you, the evil god, must fall into good.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Outside the cauldron, Ao Yao's fists continued to fall.

Each strike was accompanied by a muffled sonic boom, causing the spiritual patterns on the surface of the Qiankun Cauldron to flicker uncertainly.

In the stands, everyone held their breath.

"What's going on inside...?"

"How long has it been? There's still no winner?"

"The Qiankun Cauldron is too outrageous! How could it withstand such a high level of confrontation?"

"Nonsense! That's the [Empress Nuwa] sequence! Don't you have any idea how big the difference is between that and your sequence of over ten thousand?

"...Yeah, that's true."

Everyone stared intently at the overturned giant cauldron, their eyes filled with both tension and barely suppressed anticipation.

next moment.

hum!

A very faint hum came from inside the Qiankun Cauldron.

It wasn't an explosion, it disintegrated.

click!

The first cracking sound appeared.

Then came the second, the third...

The spiritual patterns on the cauldron suddenly became disordered.

The aura of the spirit-shaped dragons that was originally circulating wildly seemed to be drawn away by some fundamental force and began to dissipate rapidly.

"What's going on?!"

The stands erupted in cheers.

"The spirit sculpture is collapsing?!"

"So, does that mean a winner has been decided?!"

boom!

The bluish-gray light on the surface of the Qiankun Cauldron suddenly dimmed.

next moment.

The entire cauldron slowly dissipated as if it had lost its support.

As the dust settled, the battlefield came to a close.

The six magically formed dragons had all collapsed, turning into shattered soil and steel bars that crashed back to the ground.

The massive replica of the Qiankun Cauldron also disintegrated into countless fragments.

Everything... has returned to calm!

In the center of the smoke and dust.

A figure slowly stood up.

Lynn's crimson-black wings had folded, and the fleshy dragon had vanished, though the remaining traces of the mutation were slowly fading away.

And in his arms.

Zhou hope closed his eyes, his mental energy completely withdrawn, clearly having fainted.

That's right.

Night Eye's potency is no less than that of the flesh and blood proliferation potion; it managed to force Lynn to successfully knock his younger sister unconscious.

"A day is a little more, a lifetime is a little more!"

Confucius said, "Without learning propriety, one cannot stand upright."

Translation is...

If you don't understand the rules and respect, then we'll beat you until you can't stand up!

And now, Lynn is also feeling exceptionally happy!

Then, quite naturally, she was lifted up in a princess carry, held steadily.

The stands fell silent for a second, then someone spoke in a trembling voice.

"……it's over?"

"Lynn really won? The former genius is back!"

"For three years the river flows east, for three years it flows west!"

"Never underestimate a young person's potential!"

On the other side, Ao Yao walked up from outside the cauldron, shook her fist, and grinned.

"Not bad, not bad."

"Little Enzi, you really pulled through!"

She had barely finished speaking when Lynn was asked to respond.

The next second, Hajime's body went limp.

"...Yaozi."

His tone was noticeably weak.

"Please help me out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell forward, his face firmly buried in his exaggerated pectoral muscles.

The air fell silent instantly.

Ao Yao: "………"

Three seconds later, a vein throbbed on Hajiyao's forehead.

"...You bastard."

"Is he really out of energy, or is he just picking a time to collapse?"

Lynn could only utter a muffled sound.

"This really won't do... there are too many side effects..."

"Let me catch my breath..."

soon.

Without Zhou hope joining, and with Ao Yao being a numerical monster, the notification sound of the monthly exam ending slowly echoed in the air above the playground.

[Result of the contest: Class 1 wins!]

After a brief silence, the entire spectator stands were stunned for a second before erupting into a chaotic mix of cheers and groans.

"We won? We really won?!"

"Lynn's last move was just too outrageous..."

"Zhou hope has already been sent to the infirmary, and this isn't over yet?"

"..."

The scene shifts to the infirmary.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, the white curtains swayed gently, and the air carried a faint smell of disinfectant.

Lynn leaned against the bed, his face still a little pale. The residual aura of the mutation on his body had been suppressed, but his spirit had clearly not yet recovered to its peak.

The table next to them was covered with fruit.

"Young master, have a piece of orange!"

"Miss, have a piece of durian."

As she distributed the fruit, Butler Xu maintained a professional smile, as if the monthly exam she had just taken was merely a minor exercise.

Lynn reached out and took the orange, just about to say something.

"Butler Xu."

Zhou hope's voice came from the other side of the bed.

She was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, her mental energy completely contained, though her eyes still held a trace of lingering emotion.

"Please go out for a moment."

Butler Xu paused, but nodded knowingly.

"Yes, miss."

The door closed gently, leaving only two people in the infirmary.

The air was quiet for a second.

Lynn was peeling an orange when he looked up at her, and Zhou hope was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other, neither speaking first.

Then, Zhou hope spoke first, staring at Lin En, and suddenly pouted.

"Hmph! I want some too!"

Lynn was taken aback.

"Here you are."

He casually handed over a segment of orange, but Zhou hope shook his head.

"I don't want this, I want what you have!"

Lynn: "...Okay."

He looked down at the piece he had just broken off, paused for a second, and then handed it over.

Zhou hope took it, but didn't eat it; instead, she continued to stare at him.

His gaze gradually became more serious, yet also carried a hint of something indescribable.

"……That."

Hakishi began to speak slowly.

"I want the one you just bit! Hehe!"

The air froze.

The orange in Lynn's hand stopped in mid-air.

He looked up, and Zhou hope didn't look away, just staring at him.

He even leaned forward a bit, but managed to squeeze out just one sentence.

"Is there something wrong with your request?"

Zhou hope didn't answer, but just kept staring at him.

That look in his eyes didn't seem like he was joking, nor did it seem like he was deliberately causing trouble.

It's more like the aftermath of a major battle, where certain emotions haven't fully settled, yet there's a reluctance to let them appear too serious.

So they threw it out in this very light way.

Lynn then sighed.

"You... you start acting like a thug after the fight, huh?"

Zhou hope blinked.

"Dude, I'm trying to calm myself down. The doctor said emotional stability is very important."

He felt that these words didn't sound like something a doctor would say.

It sounds more like she made it up on the spot.

On the other side, Zhou hope moved forward a little more.

"Should we give it to them or not?"

Lynn glanced at her, then at the orange in her hand, and finally simply stuffed the remaining segment into her mouth.

"No."

Zhou hope: "?"

Her expression changed instantly.

"You actually ate it."

Lynn chewed twice, her tone indifferent.

"What? You dare to try and take it from me... or you actually came closer! Calm down! Be rational! Be rational, sis!"

"We must establish correct..."