Xu Qiu’s eyes lit up as he looked at the three choices appearing before him.
The first option could be ignored entirely.
100 yuan might be a decent amount for a student like him, but compared to the other two options, it was insignificant.
1,000 yuan would be enough for him and Xu Xiaoshuang to live on for more than half a month.
And if he got ten thousand yuan…
He wouldn’t have to worry about expenses for the next few months.
Not to mention the bottle of healing potion.
Without hesitation, Xu Qiu took out his phone and discreetly recorded the young man’s behavior. Then he walked straight toward the woman.
Just then, the bus braked. Due to inertia, many passengers lurched forward.
Xu Qiu used the momentum to slam into the sleazy young man beside the woman, knocking him off balance and sending him crashing onto the bus floor. The man got up and cursed angrily, “Damn it! You did that on purpose, didn’t you? You’re asking for a beating!”
“For a pervert like you, getting bumped is going easy on you,” Xu Qiu replied coldly.
“Who are you calling a pervert?” The young man’s expression changed.
“You. You’re the pervert.”
To Xu Qiu’s surprise, the girl bravely stepped forward, pointed at the young man, and said, “He was touching me just now…”
As soon as she spoke, the surrounding passengers looked at the young man with disgust.
Flushed with embarrassment, the young man retorted, “Don’t make false accusations without evidence! There are so many people on the bus. How can you say it was me?”
Xu Qiu took out his phone and said, “I recorded it. I can call the police right now and have you arrested.”
“Give me the phone!”
The young man lunged at Xu Qiu, but Xu Qiu swiftly grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm behind his back, pinning him against the bus window. The man couldn’t move at all.
The passengers were astonished.
“This young man is incredibly strong!”
“Could he be a Martial Artist?”
The moment the words “Martial Artist” were spoken, the young man immediately begged for mercy. “I was wrong! I was wrong! I won’t dare do it again…”
Xu Qiu released him. Just then, the bus stopped and some passengers got off. Seizing the opportunity while Xu Qiu wasn’t paying attention, the young man fled the bus in a panic.
Xu Qiu didn’t bother chasing him.
He still had to get to school and couldn’t waste time dealing with him.
[Ding! 10,000 yuan and a healing potion have been issued to the system inventory!]
Xu Qiu smiled slightly. In his mind, an interface similar to a game inventory appeared. With a simple thought, he could retrieve items from it.
Very convenient.
More importantly, he noticed that his strength was significantly greater than it had been the day before.
“Is it because I awakened my Martial Soul?” he wondered.
Awakening a Martial Soul was equivalent to stepping halfway onto the path of martial arts.
Not to mention that his was an SSS-Grade Martial Soul.
“Thank you, God Xu.”
The girl expressed her gratitude to Xu Qiu.
He paused in surprise. “You’re from No. 3 High School too?” This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
“Yes!”
The girl looked at him with excitement, as if she were gazing at a superstar.
No—she was even more excited than that.
After all, he was the possessor of an SSS-Grade Martial Soul. In time, he was bound to become a pillar of Great Xia’s Martial Artists. What were mere celebrities in comparison?
“God Xu, c-can I take a photo with you?” she asked eagerly.
Xu Qiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
After taking the photo and chatting briefly with her, they soon arrived at No. 3 High School.
After getting off the bus, they went their separate ways. The girl quickly posted on her social media: “A beautiful day begins with running into God Xu!”
It instantly attracted a flood of likes and comments.
“It’s God Xu! So jealous!”
“Which bus was it? I want all the details in one minute!”
“I’m never driving my Porsche to school again. I’m taking the bus too!”
…
Xu Qiu arrived at the special class.
This class had only two students: himself and Luo Qingxue.
As he walked in, he saw Luo Qingxue sitting by the window reading. The morning sunlight fell upon her like a soft veil, and even the motion of her turning pages looked elegant and picturesque.
Xu Qiu couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. Both were school belles, but Luo Qingxue’s temperament surpassed Xiao Mei’s by miles.
As if sensing his gaze, Luo Qingxue looked up at him. Then she sat across from him and slowly extended her hand.
“Xu Qiu, let’s arm wrestle.”
Xu Qiu froze.
What kind of development was this?
[Ding! Facing Luo Qingxue’s arm-wrestling request, you have the following choices.]
[1: Refuse and say, “Are you running a fever?” Reward: 1,000 yuan.]
[2: Accept and say, “You’re overestimating yourself. With those skinny arms and legs, you think you can compete with my strength?” Reward: 10,000 yuan.]
Was there even a choice?
Xu Qiu extended his hand toward Luo Qingxue and said, “You’re overestimating yourself. With those skinny arms and legs, you think you can compete with my strength?”
The moment he finished speaking, 10,000 yuan was added to his inventory.
He felt thrilled.
He had earned 20,000 yuan in just one morning.
Why bother with part-time jobs anymore? He could just answer multiple-choice questions!
Hearing Xu Qiu’s dismissive words, Luo Qingxue smiled faintly. She held his hand and positioned herself, ready to exert force.
So soft.
Xu Qiu’s mind wavered.
And she wanted to arm wrestle him?
Wasn’t she asking to be defeated?
“Start!”
Bang!
Xu Qiu’s hand was slammed onto the table instantly.
The entire process took less than a second.
He was stunned.
What just happened?
Luo Qingxue looked at him and said calmly, “You’re so weak.”
“I wasn’t ready. Again!”
Xu Qiu rolled up his sleeves and took his stance.
This time, he was prepared. He wasn’t defeated instantly, but he still lasted less than three seconds before losing.
He was dumbfounded.
Luo Qingxue looked so gentle and delicate—how could she be so strong?!
“You should have noticed that after awakening your Martial Soul, your strength increased significantly,” Luo Qingxue said calmly.
“You too?”
“Yes. After my Martial Soul awakened, I noticed this morning that my strength had increased a lot. It seems my improvement is greater than yours. Do you know why?” she asked.
As the academic prodigy of No. 3 High School, Xu Qiu quickly figured it out and said, “Martial Souls are divided into several types—combat, defense, support, and so on. Generally, combat-oriented Martial Souls provide greater improvements to physical attributes upon awakening. Mine is more support-oriented. Although it enhances physical ability, the effect isn’t as pronounced as yours.”
Taotie could devour all things.
But its strength was more reflected in cultivation efficiency.
“Mhm, just as I thought,” Luo Qingxue said.
“Since you already knew, why ask me?”
“Just testing you.”
Xu Qiu curled his lips. “If anyone’s doing the testing, it should be me—Classmate Luo, the Eternal Runner-Up!”
In every past exam, Xu Qiu had ranked first, while Luo Qingxue consistently came second—earning her that nickname.
A vein throbbed on Luo Qingxue’s forehead.
She was furious.
She really wanted to hit him.
Now that her physical strength surpassed his, she should be able to beat him, right?
With that thought, Luo Qingxue grew eager to try.
Xu Qiu sensed a chill, swallowed nervously, stood up, and took two steps back. “Y-you better not do anything reckless! I-I’ll call for help!”
“Go ahead and shout. Even if you scream your throat hoarse, no one will—”
Luo Qingxue suddenly froze.
What kind of ridiculous line was that?!
She let out a soft huff and was just about to act when the sound of clicking footsteps came from outside the door. Then, a stunning woman wearing glasses, black stockings, and high heels walked into the classroom.