Superpowered Love Academy

"Going to the bar street is obviously to get drunk, what else could it be for?" Zuo Le started his clumsy lie again.

"The smell of blood on you is too strong; you can't hide it at all. Don't try to fool a martial artist with such a stupid excuse," Lu Chaoxi said with a hint of helplessness.

Seeing that she said that, Zuo Le could only change her reason:

"They were fighting so fiercely, they splattered blood all over me, what a bunch of bastards!"

Lu Chaoxi's lips twitched. She glanced at Zuo Le's torn clothes and the faintly bleeding wounds:

"Your blood and qi have been churning and haven't calmed down yet. You must have been in a very intense battle, right?"

Seeing that Lu Chaoxi had almost made it clear, Zuo Le didn't know what to say, so he simply shrugged:

"That makes it difficult for me to answer."

"Okay, I'll just chat casually. If you feel uncomfortable answering, you can just refuse. You can also ask me about the problems you've encountered."

Lu Chaoxi is quite understanding. Actually, when Zuo Le thinks about it, she seems to have always been like this.

Commitment, legacy, respect, character.

Her personality is like that of a holy knight from ancient legends.

Of course, aside from Kuku's bad habit of smoking and his tendency to beat people to death when he fights.

With a ready-made teacher, Zuo Le naturally didn't hold back and went straight to asking about the aspects she cared about most:

Are all martial artists' senses very sharp?

"Your opponent tonight is a martial artist?" Lu Chaoxi asked, somewhat surprised.

“Yes, he is a martial artist.” Zuo Le nodded.

"Is he a Tier 1 martial artist?"

"It's Tier 1, is there a problem?" Zuo Le frowned.

"You killed him?" Lu Chaoxi stopped in her tracks.

She is not just a student of the Martial Arts Academy. She has also experienced missions assigned by the academy, fought against black beasts and star beasts, and participated in the Mirror Sky Sea incident.

Therefore, she knew very well that only pure killing could taint the bloodlust in Zuo Le's body.

"Yes, kill him." Zuo Le stopped making up stories.

Hearing Zuo Le's answer, Lu Chaoxi was somewhat shocked, seemingly surprised that he was able to fight against a level 1 martial artist.

Her gaze sharpened, and she tilted her head slightly to stare at Zuo Le:

"You, a spirit master without a summoned beast, killed a level 1 martial artist... How did you do that?"

Chapter 44 Brother, are you back?

"I can't answer that question."

When it came to her core competencies, Zuo Le decisively chose to refuse to answer.

Lu Chaoxi was stunned. This was the second time Zuo Le had rejected her on the spot.

As the eldest daughter of the Lu family, she was still unaccustomed to being rejected, but remembering that she had just promised not to answer, she could only mutter:

"It's okay if you can't answer."

"Then tell me about martial artist perception. You changed the subject earlier, and you didn't answer me seriously."

Zuo Le asked the question as if it were perfectly reasonable, but Lu Chaoxi felt a tightness in her chest as she listened.

It was like this last time when I was teaching Zuo Le Fu Ling. Not only did he reject me, but he also kept asking me questions without any hesitation. This person is really annoying...

However, since Lu Chaoxi had already agreed, she didn't intend to refuse:

"Compared to other extraordinary individuals, aside from some special sensory systems, martial artists are naturally more perceptive."

They possess superior physical abilities and are highly skilled in perception and targeting; such individuals typically use sniper rifles or specialized bows and arrows.

"understood."

Zuo Le nodded, immediately thinking of the difference in perception between himself and Scarface that night.

Scarface could sense him from afar, but he couldn't find Scarface at all, creating a significant information gap.

This aspect needs to be improved.

"Is tonight's matter the one you've been anxious about?" Lu Chaoxi had always sensed that Zuo Le was very anxious, but at this moment, he seemed much more relaxed.

"That's it."

"Resolved?"

"Hmm." Zuo Le unzipped his jacket, took out the hand grip strengthener from his pocket, and squeezed it hard.

Lu Chaoxi glanced at the hand gripper in his hand but didn't ask any further questions.

The two chatted casually.

Along the way, the light from the window moved from behind them to in front of them, and then gradually moved back behind them.

The shadows of the two people went from long to short, and then slowly grew longer again.

By the time they arrived at the blacksmith shop at Lianfeng 78 in the shantytown, it was already past midnight.

This is Zuo Le's home.

Lu Chaoxi tossed her hair, took out a hair tie and tied it into a high ponytail, then took out a cigarette and offered one to Zuo Le.

"If you have any questions about martial arts in the future, you can come to the Martial Arts Academy to find me. I am confident in my ability to answer your questions."

"it is good."

Zuo Le took the cigarette and lit it against the outer wall of the blacksmith's shop.

"I'm leaving." Lu Chaoxi put away the lighter, turned around and waved, without any intention of lingering.

"Hmm." Zuo Le didn't try to persuade him to stay.

They certainly wouldn't ask silly questions like, "Is it safe for you to go back alone?"

He can break a person's arm with his bare hands and kick an adult man ten meters away. His physical abilities are clearly beyond what he can fake an accident for.

After blowing a smoke ring, Zuo Le turned to the door, only to realize that he didn't seem to have brought his keys.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally knocked on the door.

Knock knock knock!

The wait wasn't long before a cold, demanding question came from inside the door:

"Who could it be so late?"

The voice was a girl's, and it quickly overlapped with a tone in Zuo Le's mind.

The third child in the family, his younger sister, Zuo Jingyu.

It is said that her adoptive father, Zuo Zhengming, found her on a quiet, rainy day, hence the name Jingyu (Quiet Rain).

"It's me." Zuo Le didn't offer much explanation.

Squeak!

The door opened a crack, and deep within the crack, Zuo Jingyu's eyes were visible; she was clearly sizing him up.

"Open the door!" Zuo Le urged again.

The door was opened wider, enough for one person to enter, but Zuo Jingyu still blocked the doorway.

Her gaze shifted to Zuo Le's fingers, or more precisely, to the cigarette held between them.

"Why are you smoking again?"

"Again?" Zuo Le pushed open the door and walked past Zuo Jingyu into the house.

"You smell like a pig has just been slaughtered," Zuo Jingyu said, following behind him.

Zuo Le paused. He remembered that Zuo Jingyu was also a freshman at the Martial Arts Academy and was said to have good grades. However, he remembered that the two did not get along well, so the original owner did not know much about her.

"I fell by accident." Zuo Le wasn't in the mood to make up an excuse.

"Zuo Le, did you get into a fight?" Zuo Jingyu's voice was a little higher than before.

Zuo Le turned on the light, trying to find an excuse to get rid of her.

But when they looked at each other after the lights were turned on, he was slightly stunned and stood there.

The face in front of him has a cool, youthful feel. He has short, flaxen hair, some freckles, a delicate nose, and lightly pursed nude pink lips. He is a typical tomboy.

But none of this was enough to make Zuo Le stunned. What stunned him was his sister's level of affection.

[Zuo Jingyu]

【Favourability: 97】

【Characteristic A - Where the Heart Leads】: As long as the mind is firm, even if there are many obstacles in front of you, you can break through them and follow your heart's desire.

[Description: Always steadfast, always on the path they believe is right.]

Coming to his senses, Zuo Le gave Zuo Jingyu a deep look.

He expressed doubt about the original owner's impression of Zuo Jingyu, which contained a lot of content about their bad relationship, such as arguments, confrontations, and cursing.

Are you kidding me?

They don't get along?

With a 97% favorability rating, is this girl really not a brother-complex character?

"Zuo Le, didn't you hear me talking to you? Are you deaf?"

Zuo Jingyu's attitude was very bad, which was completely inconsistent with the favorability rating in her information. Zuo Le couldn't be sure for a moment whether there was a problem with the favorability rating.

Zuo Le did not act rashly, because the more familiar someone was with him, the more likely they were to notice his abnormality.

"This has nothing to do with you. Go upstairs and go to sleep."

Zuo Le took off her coat, hung it on the hanger, and prepared to go upstairs to sleep.

But Zuo Jingyu, standing behind him, hesitated for a moment, then suddenly tugged at his finger:

"Hey, Zuo Le, I cooked some meat porridge. Have some before you go upstairs."

Zuo Le paused, exhausted after a night of fighting and battling.

He was just putting on a brave face so that others wouldn't notice how weak he was.

My stomach was already growling with hunger.

Now that we have food to eat, and it's from our own home, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

My sister has a 97% affection level with him, so she probably wouldn't poison him, right?

The feeling of hunger was absolutely awful, and after some hesitation and doubt, Zuo Le finally nodded.

"Row."

Zuo Jingyu raised her head slightly and led him to the kitchen.

"Would you like it heated up?"

"No need, I'll just grab something to eat and then go upstairs."

5 minutes later……

Zuo Le had already devoured three bowls in the blink of an eye, and also ate the remaining cold steamed buns in the pot.

During this time, Zuo Jingyu leaned against the stove and watched him eat silently without saying a word.

It wasn't until Zuo Le finished eating that she started clearing away the dishes.

Zuo Jingyu then came over and washed the dishes with him.

The two men's arms would occasionally touch, which made Zuo Le a little uncomfortable, but he was too lazy to argue with Zuo Jingyu.

After quickly tidying up, Zuo Le shook the water off her hands.

"Alright, I'm going to rest now."

"Hey, Zuo Le."