After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Name: Purple Lightning and Green Frost.

Age: None

Height: None

Weight: None

Category: Celestial Plants, Celestial Fruits from the Heavenly Emperor's Garden.

Weakness: Child's urine.

Directions for use: Ready to eat after opening the bag.

Effect: Immune to negative effects from lightning, lasting 72 hours.

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Name: Dragon Blood Fruit

Age: None

Height: None

Weight: None

Category: Celestial Plants, Celestial Fruits from the Heavenly Emperor's Garden.

Weakness: Salt.

Directions for use: Ready to eat after opening the bag.

Effect: Moderate enhancement of physical fitness (effect modified according to the user's physical strengths), lasting for 108 hours.

Zhou Yan took the two immortal fruits out of the foam paper and swallowed them. Swallowing the Purple Lightning Frost felt like swallowing a mouthful of boiling water; the scalding sensation went from his throat into his stomach, then spread throughout his body before quickly disappearing.

Eating dragon blood fruit is warm and soothing, making the whole body feel comfortable, followed by a feeling of warmth throughout the body.

Looking at his attributes, Zhou Yan saw that his attributes had increased by 50% each, with strength, agility, and reflexes all reaching 2400.

In terms of basic attributes, he surpasses Linley.

Of course, this is only what's on the panel. In battle, the situation changes rapidly. The one who wins isn't necessarily the strongest, but they are definitely the best at seizing opportunities.

Therefore, a buff is needed before the fight.

Zhou Yan turned to look at Su Xiaowan lying on the bed.

Name: Su Xiaowan.

Age: 5.

Height: 41 cm.

Weight: 8 kg.

Blood type: None.

Race: Auspicious Beast, Nine-tailed Fox.

Awakening level: 21%.

Awakening level increased by absorbing auspicious energy.

Innate ability.

Charm: All creatures have a preference rate of at least 35% towards it.

Intelligent: Logical thinking and learning ability improved by 80% (equivalent to the IQ of a twelve-year-old child today).

Foxfire: Can spew out a fireball as big as two heads at 800℃.

Auspicious Qi: Exhaling auspicious qi can heal injuries.

Strong Luck: You can make a wish upon it to receive a state of strong luck for 24 hours.

Immortal Arts: I am currently learning the Qingqiu Immortal Arts, and I have learned 0/108 so far.

Favorability: 70% (Unwavering loyalty).

When Zhou Yan received the auspicious energy, Su Xiaowan also consumed a large amount of auspicious energy, and her awakening level rose to 21%. At this critical juncture, another auspicious ability of the Nine-Tailed Fox awakened.

Although it's not as exaggerated as the ability to grant wishes, the ability of strong luck is quite good. Zhou Yan has tried it, and when combined with his ability of granting all wishes, it can greatly enhance the effectiveness of using probability.

Auspicious beasts are indeed complementary to each other.

Zhou Yan knelt down on one knee in front of Su Xiaowan.

"Xiao Wan, I make a wish to you, hoping that you can bring me good luck."

Su Xiaowan rolled over in bed, stretched her little paws out in front of Zhou Yan, and pressed her chubby paws against Zhou Yan's forehead.

As the handrail was moved, Zhou Yan had a faint fox paw print on his forehead, almost invisible unless you looked closely.

This is a sign of great fortune. Zhou Yan now has a "Great Fortune" status in his status bar, and everything will develop in a direction favorable to him later.

Yes, the buff is full.

Zhou Yan went to the bathroom to wash up before opening the dormitory door.

As soon as Zhou Yan opened the door, he saw Lin Anru across from his dormitory room, holding a bag of soy milk and a ball of glutinous rice, eating and sipping at the same time.

"Out?"

Lin'an said vaguely.

Zhou Yan looked at Lin Anru with a puzzled expression.

What are you doing here?

Lin'an shrugged.

"I just wanted to remind you one last time that Senior Sister Leng Qing is still keeping her door open for you. If you back down, I'll take you to pay your respects to her now, and Lin Lei won't dare to bully you anymore."

Lin'an put the last ball of rice into his mouth and said as he chewed.

"We all have demigod-level bloodlines. Give us another year or two, and we might catch up with our seniors. If we really want to fight, there's no need to rush."

Perhaps she had eaten too much; Lin Anru's cheeks puffed out as she spoke, giving Zhou Yan the feeling of looking at a little hamster. He wondered if it was because he had become stronger recently, but now, looking at Lin Anru, this woman seemed almost adorable, like a small animal.

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"At this point, even if I lose, I'll lose on the ring."

Lin'an shrugged.

"You bastard, never mind, you're braver than me."

Lin Anru gave Zhou Yan a thumbs-up.

"The whole school is hoping you lose and waiting to see you make a fool of yourself. I'm different. I want you to win, even if you lose."

Lin'an took a sip of soy milk.

"That's a man's failure, nothing to be ashamed of."

There is something in this world called the illusion of power, which is when you think about the people you have met as part of your own social class. For example, if you get into university, your uncle might say that so-and-so from their village got into a top university in the country, and your university is only a first-tier one, so it's not good enough.

The problem is, the talented people from your village got into university, what does that have to do with you, Uncle?

Some mistresses, after dating wealthy men, also place themselves in the same social class as the wealthy and use that as a standard to find boyfriends, without considering their own abilities at all.

Now, those who hope Zhou Yan lose are the same. Lin Anru really wants to ask Fang Xu and Wang Yang in the cafeteria, even if Zhou Yan loses to Lin Lei, it's a battle between gods. What are they, a few ants, happy about?

Of course, Lin'an was too lazy to say this.

She didn't really like Zhou Yan, so there was no need for her to support him in front of her classmates.

Zhou Yan murmured.

"Is the whole school hoping I lose?"

Lin'an finished his soy milk in one gulp and swallowed it before speaking.

"Of course, do you know how disgusting it was to other students when you told them not to bully ordinary people? Go look at the campus forums and groups now, they've already prepared a set of memes to humiliate you day and night!"

Zhou Yan grinned.

"So if I win, senior, do you think those who insulted me, who were initially so happy, will become incredibly desperate afterwards?"

Lin'an chuckled softly.

"You can say that after you win the fight."

Zhou Yan turned and walked towards the dormitory stairs.

"No need to wait until I win, I can tell you right now that I have an 80% chance of beating Senior Lin Lei."

Lin Anru followed Zhou Yan to his side and mocked him.

"Keep bragging, keep bragging, you're making me believe you."

Zhou Yan smiled but remained silent.

The competition was held in an open area on the hill behind the school.

This open space was usually deserted, but because Lin Lei deliberately announced the match between Zhou Yan and him yesterday, and because Zhou Yan had a bad reputation at school, the match between Lin Lei and Zhou Yan quickly became the talk of the school, and almost all the students came to this open space.

We're just waiting to see Zhou Yan make a fool of himself.

Half a kilometer away from the competition venue, just after Zhou Yan had rounded a bend, the young man heard someone shouting excitedly.

"Zhou Yan is here!"

In unison, thousands of gazes turned and focused on Zhou Yan as he slowly approached. Among these eyes were scrutiny, mockery, ridicule, and amusement.

Some people even made sarcastic remarks.

"Zhou Yan still dares to come?"

"Of course I dare to come. I can just admit defeat as soon as I arrive. I can kowtow a few times on the field, and then Senior Lin Lei can't hold me accountable."

Zhou Yan scanned the crowd of onlookers, and noticed Fang Xu and his group who had spoken.

These guys, who had been quiet all along because he had defeated Lin Anru, are now huddled together, looking at Zhou Yan's gaze and even daring to give him a provocative thumbs-down.

It's unbelievable. They're not the ones competing, so why are these idiots acting like they're Lin Lei?

When Zhou Yan reached the square, the awakened students around him automatically made way for him. At the end of the path was a large flat area of ​​about one square kilometer. In the center of the flat area was Lin Lei, who was wearing a white training uniform. This handsome young man was now dressed in white and looked much more capable than Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan shifted his gaze from Lin Lei and noticed several teachers, including Bai Rusu, standing in the corner with a cigarette in her mouth, as well as a group of senior students who occupied the best seats in the audience, with no one daring to challenge them.

Lin Anru, standing next to Zhou Yan, nodded her chin toward Leng Qing.

“Those are the elite students in the senior grades. In the future, they will be the ones to compete in the four-school competition.”

Zhou Yan's gaze settled on these top students. Their attributes were similar to Lin Lei's; they all had demigod bloodlines and their awakening levels were all above 60%.

Except for Leng Qing.

Zhou Yan's gaze was fixed on Leng Qing. This scholar was wearing a mask with black zombie teeth, which made her look like a zombie without upper and lower lips, giving her an indescribable sense of dread.

Of course, the mask isn't important; what's important is that this senior student's awareness level is 72%.

At this level of awakening, both personal attributes and bloodline abilities set them apart from other demigod students.

Lin'an spoke in a low voice at the right time.

"That one wearing a mask is Senior Leng Qing, who is ranked number one in the whole school and has the bloodline of the dragon's nine sons, Pulao."

Seemingly sensing Zhou Yan's gaze, Senior Sister Leng Qing suddenly turned her head and met his eyes. Zhou Yan slightly averted his gaze from her, but the moment he did, he suddenly stopped breathing, his face flushed, and he quickly turned his head away.

Lin'an was surprised to see this.

"Hey, hey, hey, look at you, don't tell me you and Senior Leng fell in love at first sight?"

Zhou Yan chuckled.

Zhou Yan just saw the weakness of this Pulao. Needless to say, the weakness of all dragon-type divine beasts is their reverse scale.

As for this senior's weakness, Zhou Yan felt that apart from her husband, no one else could possibly touch it.

Damn it, why do you dragon-type divine beasts hide your weaknesses so well? Doesn't that mean you have no weaknesses when you actually fight?

Zhou Yan walked to the front of the competition venue, took a breath, and walked towards Lin Lei.

Lin Lei clapped his hands with a smile.

"Very good. Junior, I have to admire your courage to come face to face with me."