Li Moyu ran away.
In front of a large audience, he lost to his defeated subordinate on the Martial Stage and even called his defeated subordinate âgrandpa.â
This left him without any face, his self-esteem severely wounded.
Every second on the Martial Stage was torture.
Gao Mu looked in the direction where Li Moyu had disappeared, gathered the Qi-Blood in his body, and shouted through his throat:
âLi Moyu, do you know why your Li family only promotes your brother Li Yijin and not you?â
âBecause youâre just a good-for-nothing!â
âIâve heard that you couldnât even be the top freshman at Shan University, suppressed by a local freshman named Lin Zichen, youâre such a fucking loser!!!â
Gao Mu shouted this last sentence particularly loudly.
It was about kicking someone who was already down!
It was about delivering a blow to the heart!
What better time to revel in victory than this?
Li Moyu, amidst the crowd, felt furious upon hearing Gao Muâs loud shout.
But being at a disadvantage, he could only pretend he didnât hear it, quietly shrinking his head like a turtle.
He could only think to himself that sooner or later, he would trample Gao Mu underfoot just like in high school and humiliate this once-defeated opponent thoroughly.
â¦
Below the stage.
Ma Xiwei frowned slightly and was puzzled, âLi Moyuâs college entrance exam results, both in terms of physical quality and Genetic Fusion adaptability, were much higher than Gao Muâs.â
âThe Genetic Fusion technology of Capital University is strong, but itâs not that much stronger than Shan University at the same level.â
âLogically speaking, itâs impossible for Gao Mu to surpass Li Moyu in just half a year.â
âThis is too unreasonable.â
Ma Xiwei, the fourth-place finisher in Capital Cityâs college entrance exam, was very familiar with the three people who ranked ahead of her.
She knew exactly how big the gap between the third-ranked Gao Mu and the first-ranked Li Moyu was.
She couldnât fathom how Gao Mu, the third-ranked, could overtake the first-ranked Li Moyu in just half a yearâs time.
Lin Zichen, listening to her, didnât find it unreasonable.
This world was too mysterious.
Many unknown places remained unexplored.
Many ways to become stronger had not yet been unearthed.
It was entirely possible for someone to suddenly become abnormally strong, and it wouldnât seem unreasonable.
Not to mention someone like Shen Qinghan in the distance.
From a child, she was gentle and weak, timid and insecure, barely daring to speak loudly to others.
But due to her unique physique, once she became an adult, she grew stronger as she said she would.
Lin Zichen felt that in such a vast world, there must certainly be quite a few people like Shen Qinghan.
And that Capital University freshman named Gao Mu on the stage was very likely one of these people.
It was just that the extent of his improvement might not be as exaggerated as Shen Qinghanâs.
An increase in strength like Shen Qinghanâs would be hard to find anywhere in the world.
Otherwise, Yuan Dongzhi wouldnât have been repeatedly startled by her.
âWhich of you two is Lin Zichen?â
Gao Mu walked to the other edge of the Martial Stage and carelessly squatted down, looking down at Lin Zichen and Luo Yongjian below the stage.
âI am.â
Lin Zichen spoke indifferently.
Gao Mu focused his gaze on him, and while sizing him up, said, âI heard youâve been suppressing Li Moyu at Shan University all this time. Care to have a friendly spar on stage?â
Defeating Li Moyu was not enough.
He also wanted to defeat Lin Zichen, who had been suppressing Li Moyu.
To let Li Moyu understand the difference between them.
Lin Zichen knew what this person was thinking and did not reject his challenge, but instead said calmly:
âWhatâs the wager?â
âThe loser calls the winner grandpa.â
âThereâs no point in that bet. If weâre going to bet, letâs bet something tangible.â
Lin Zichen was not interested in intangible bets like calling out dad or grandpa.
He was only interested in money and evolutionary resources.
Gao Mu thought for a moment and said, âI have ten Advanced Qi-Blood Pills in my dormitory, theyâre yours if you win.â
One Advanced Qi-Blood Pill was valued at 100,000.
Ten pills, thatâs 1 million.
The wager was quite generous.
Lin Zichen approved of the wager, immediately leaped onto the Martial Stage and said in an even tone:
âI have ten Advanced Rejuvenation Pills worth about as much as your ten Advanced Qi-Blood Pills. If you win, they are all yours.â
âOkay.â
Gao Mu stood up and asked, âI hear youâre also following the Pureblood Human Path?â
Lin Zichen: âYes.â
Gao Mu shook his head and smiled, âYou ignore the bright future of the Genetic Fusion Path and choose the dim prospects of the Pureblood Human Path?â
âBuddy, thatâs a bit foolish of you.â
âTen years ago, Capital City had a valedictorian who was lured into following the Pureblood Human Path, thinking he could carve out a new world for himself.â
âAnd today, ten years later, this valedictorian from Capital City has become insignificant, his life ruined.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âLearn from the past, teach the future. I advise you to give up this so-called Pureblood Human Path as early as possible and switch to the Genetic Fusion Path. Donât ruin yourself.â
Gao Mu pontificated from his high perch, clearly considering himself superior, with an extremely condescending attitude.
Hearing his words, many of the soldiers below began to discuss amongst themselves.
They usually only took care of suppressing the Origin Land and rarely paid attention to minor matters outside of that, unaware of Lin Zichenâs story.
When they learned that Lin Zichen, with such a great talent, did not follow the Genetic Fusion Path but went for something called the Pureblood Human Path, they all found it unbelievable.
âWould a sane person do this?â
âIsnât that too bleak?â
âBeing able to represent the two major schools to participate in the special training clearly shows his talent is unquestionable. Itâs a waste not to follow the Genetic Fusion Path, I donât know what heâs thinking.â
The soldiers present all didnât understand Lin Zichenâs choice, and many shook their heads as they talked.
Clearly, they didnât have much faith in the Pureblood Human Path, considering it a path only madmen would take, with no future in sight.