Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
While Yan Zheke was staring blankly at herself inside the mirror, Shi Xiangyang climbed to the edge of the bed and held her chin with one hand, half praising and half teasing Yan Zheke, âNow I finally understand what they call a âradiant lookâ!â
Meanwhile, Li Liantong laughed mischievously, âYouâll fully understand what it means by a jade-like belle means when Ke receives the juice of love for a little while longer.â
Yan Zheke abruptly woke up from her reverie and blurted out, âI would still accept your praise even though Iâm embarrassed by it, but for goodness sake please explain why do you have to use a term as weird as âjuice of loveâ!â
âIs it very strange?â Li Liantong chuckled in a low tone, âYou need to familiarize yourself with popular science for a bit. You may be able to test it personally very soon.â
Li Liantongâs dirty talk caused Yan Zhekeâs face to turn bright red, but she immediately changed the topic by attacking Li Liantong herself, âDirty Tong, look at you. Why are you so dirty even though you have such a pure and innocent appearance?â
âI call this storing up on theoretical knowledge.â Li Liantong said with a straight face.
Yan Zheke continued, âSo who among the two boys who chased you do you fancy?â
âNone of them!â Li Liantong abruptly came to realization, âKe, donât you try changing the topic to me. You have to bring your boyfriend out and show us just who is it who managed to capture your affection! You canât keep a horse or a donkey penned up forever!â
âYeah, yeah! I canât believe your boyfriend hasnât treated us to a meal yet! This is unacceptable as your boyfriend! God knows what he did to capture your affection!â Zong Yanru joined in on the fun as well. She was a little plump, but she wasnât ugly looking. Although she was born in an estranged family, it nurtured a generous and caring temperament in her instead.
Shi Xiangyang immediately slapped the bed plank and echoed, âI want to see my love rival directly. I want to know on what basis he kidnapped our white, soft and sweet Ke!â
Shi Xiangyang was a tall girl with slightly tanned skin. She looked a little muddle-headed without her spectacles, but when she put on her spectacles, picked up a surgical knife and faced little white mice and little white rabbits, she looked a little like the cruel killer Li Liantong described her to be.
Yan Zheke could not beat back the rioting girls, and so she could only surrender and promise them,
âFine fine fine, Iâll bring him over to meet you all and treat you to lunch when thereâs time.â
...
Lou Cheng took out his keys with his left hand and opened the main door of his dormitory. The living hall was empty, but the smell of alcohol was in the air.
âA weekend communal meal, and an online gaming session along the way?â he made guesses about the reason behind the invitation familiarly and strolled back to his own small dormitory.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of the doorknob being turned swiftly and felt a flash through his mind. He immediately took a few steps backward.
It was at this moment Cai Zongming and the others opened the dormitoryâs wooden door. Zhao Qiang, Qin Mo and the others jumped out and sprayed randomly at the front while holding spray ribbons used during birthday celebrations. The ribbons nearly landed beside Lou Chengâs feet and covered his entire head.
âWelcome back for triumphing over the opponent, our great expert!â Cai Zongming cast a sneaky glance at Lou Cheng and said, âSurprise?â
âSurprise, not!â Lou Cheng let out a laughing abuse, âwhy did you guys think of doing this?â
Thank goodness my senses were acute and I backed away in time. Otherwise, I would have to bath yet again!
This was a slightly difficult task considering that one of his arms were hurt!
Cai Zongming pointed at Qin Mo and said, âWe were going to congratulate you verbally after asking about your injury over the phone, but Qin Mo insisted on doing this and make things more lively and grandiose. Weâre free anyway, so we decided that we would just throw a surprise.â
He wore the helpless look of an adult fooling about according to the kidsâ wishes, but Lou Cheng remembered clearly that student Little Ming was the one who looked the proudest and created the biggest havoc! Surprise, he says!
âIâm not fooling around. Iâm showing my gratitude to Cheng for winning me respect in front of my friends!â the cultured animal Qin Mo immediately retorted.
âWhat do you mean?â Cai Zongming asked in astonishment. He obviously hadnât heard Qin Mo bringing this up earlier.
Zhao Qiang and the others looked curious and waited for Qin Mo to answer their doubts.
Qin Mo laughed mischievously and said, âAllow me to drink a mouthful of hot shit and explain things from the beginning.â
Pu... Lou Cheng nearly broke into laughter. He felt keenly that Qin Moâs temperament was pretty great and sociable even though he did not share much interactions regarding entertainment with his roommates as a rich kid.
...
During the afternoon, after they were done watching Lou Cheng and his teamâs difficult and desperate battles, everyone in the dormitory felt as if they had exhausted all of their energy as well.
Qin Mo took out his cell phone, snapped a blurry television image, started QQ Talk and shared it with his friends boastfully, saying,
âCongratulations to my awesome roommate for obtaining victory and defeating three opponents on his own!â
When they were done playing a few rounds of games online, he picked up his cell phone once more and checked if there were any replies. He saw many people liking his post and asking what type of match was it.
When he posted a general âpreliminaries group stagesâ answer, he noticed that a friend who often butted heads with him replying and saying, âWhat kind of great fighters could you university students possibly have? I know a true young expert whoâs rather famous in the entire Songcheng martial arts circle. When he was pressed down by three big men last time, he only needed to shake once to send them all flying out of the way. Heâs great, isnât he!â
âZeng Xiaoâer, you boast better than my own singing! My friend has beaten a Professional Ninth Pin before!â Qin Mo could not help but boast back.
Zeng Xiaoâerâs real name was Zeng Xiaowen. He had an elder sister in the family and could be considered a proper rich kid.
Zeng Xiaowen immediately replied with a âloud laughâ and said, âStop boasting already, animal. Thereâs no way a fighter who could beat a Professional Ninth Pin is obscure. Tell me his name; maybe I know this guy? Should I ask the expert I know to spar with him?â
âWhy not. His name is Lou Cheng. Go check him out yourself if you think youâre so good!â Qin Mo put on a brave front and said.
Zeng Xiaowen was drinking afternoon tea with his friends, and when he saw the reply on his cell phone he let out a chuckle, looked up and asked,
âMy brother loves to talk big the most, and he says he knows a super awesome young expert. Can you help check if itâs real?â
The young man with a sharp countenance sitting beside him smiled and said, âA super awesome young expert? I should know if heâs in Songchengâs circle then.â
Zeng Xiaowen chuckled and said, âDidnât I tell you? He loves talking big the most. If this guy turns out to be some random amateur fighter, then thereâs no way youâll recognize him.â
âTell me, whatâs his name? Maybe we can spar for a bit.â the young man with a sharp countenance smiled calmly.
Zeng Xiaowen took a sip of tea and said, âHeâs called Lou Cheng or something. Iâve never even heard about him!â
However, the young man with a sharp countenance was stunned on the spot. A long while later, he finally asked, âSongcheng Universityâs Lou Cheng?â
âEr, yeah, sure. My brother is from Songcheng University, and he says that Lou Cheng is his classmate.â Zeng Xiaowen observed his friendâs expression and said, âIs he really that good?â
The young man with a sharp countenance nodded heavily, âHeâs very good.â
âHow does he measure up to you?â Zeng Xiaowen asked again in astonishment.
Right now he was at the young age when he was receiving education, and the mature Danqi State experts would at best act amiably around him as a show of respect to his father, and the ordinary ones would not mingle with him. Among all the fighters whom he shared a good relationship with, the person before him was the absolute best!
The young man with a sharp countenance recalled the competition that had just ended not long ago, the hand gesture that shut up every person in the arena, and the fact that the other party had only practiced martial arts for half a year. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he ultimately nodded,
âHeâs stronger than me...â
âHeâs stronger than you...â Zeng Xiaowen sucked in a chilled breath.
He no longer dared to reply to Qin Moâs follow-up questions and bring up the topic of sparring any longer.
...
âHaha, Iâm shaking with joy the second I imagine the beaten look on Zeng Xiaoâerâs face! Cheng, youâre awesome now. You can be considered famous even in the whole Songcheng martial arts circle!â Qin Mo said in a carefree tone.
Before Lou Cheng could say anything, Qiu Zhigao immediately asked in puzzlement, âHow did you know what happened on the other side? You even know about the details of the conversation...â
Qin Mo laughed, âTheyâre not the only two people drinking afternoon tea at that time. Most of Zeng Xiaoâerâs friends are my friends too. They sold him the second they looked away!â
Although he was reluctant to admit it, Lou Cheng himself felt a little pleased on the inside. After a momentâs pondering, he asked, âWho is that young fighter Zeng Xiaoâer know of? Maybe I know him too.â
âHeâs called Pan, Pan Chengyun.â Qin Mo said honestly.
Lou Cheng frowned and shook his head, âHe sounds a little familiar, but I probably donât know him...â
His roommates did not fuss over this question either. Cai Zongming chuckled, âCheng, they say itâs time to give you a new nickname. I personally find Iron Lungs, Four Lungs, Eight Lungs and the like are too average. I suggest the nickname âPerpetual Motion Machineâ!â
Lou Cheng was startled for a moment before he mulled over for a bit, âPerpetual Motion Machine... itâs not bad, but something just doesnât feel quite right...â
âWhat do you mean? Perpetual Motion Machine has infinite stamina, right?â Cai Zongming explained, but he made the hand gesture of a piledriver with a dirty smile on his face and said, âYou are forever in motion!â
âGet out, you dirty fellow! I donât know you!â Lou Cheng let out a laughing abuse.
While chatting and laughing, the main entrance suddenly opened to reveal Tang Wen returning from outside.
âTang Wen, hadnât you gone to sit for the makeup exam for calculus?â Qin Mo asked in astonishment.
Tang Wen said with a dazed look, âYeah, the exam is over. It was all the knowledge stuff Professor Zhang told me yesterday afternoon. He didnât accept my gifts...â
âProfessor Zhang is truly a model lecturer.â Zhao Qiang exclaimed with a sigh of admiration, âHe does not intentionally stop others from passing with their results.â
An expression that was uglier than a cry suddenly appeared on Tang Wenâs face,
âBut I still donât know how to do it...â
Lou Cheng and the others were immediately stunned by the reveal. They looked at each other and could not find a proper point to ridicule or comfort him.
After returning to his small dormitory, Lou Cheng put his cell phone in place properly and typed swiftly on the keyboard with his left hand. He shared his moment of limelight even without being present with Yan Zheke.
Yan Zheke âcovered her mouth and smiled sneakilyâ, saying, âThatâs awesome. Youâre a person whose name would flood the screen now, Cheng!â
After chatting for a few lines, she brought up her roommatesâ request, âThose girls said they want you to treat them and see if you have three heads and six arms!â
âIâll have to disappoint them then. Right now I am just a one-armed hero...â Lou Cheng was extraordinarily pleased that Yan Zheke was willing to share their relationship with her roommates, âAs for when weâll be having this meal, please decide the date and time for us, Coach Yan!â
âLetâs make it Monday afternoon then.â Yan Zheke used a pitiable round eye emoji and replied, âYou have no idea how badly they teased me!â
Lou Cheng hastily consoled her and listened to her grumblings. It was only when she had gone to work on her homework that Lou Cheng opened the web browser to check the praises on his own forum.
Suddenly, he was stunned when he opened the forum. That was because all of the threads were abuses aimed towards him, saying that he was a âthrash who played dirtyâ, a âdisgusting lecher who did not have a shred of fighter honor at allâ, a ânasty character who happened to achieve his dreams for a timeâ, an âimmoral characterâ, and that his âarrogance would soon conclude badlyâ and so on...
âThe forumâs been flooded?â Lou Cheng was not unfamiliar with this. While he was a little angry, annoyed and worried for his own fans, he quickly calmed down and closed the web page rationally.
Arguing with these fellows was not only a waste of time, but also a pollution of oneâs feelings as well. Plus, they were only venting for a short while. Once it was over, he could help bump some quality threads to the front page.
The best way to humiliate them in return was to grow stronger and defeat more and more opponents. He would make it so that they could only look up to him! He would make it so that their spat salivas could only land back onto themselves!
When he calmed down once more, Lou Cheng recalled every detail o todayâs match and analyzed his own countermeasures from an observerâs point of view. He inspected his own mistakes and habits, and gradually he felt that he had gained something entirely new. For example, he learned that attacking an opponentâs groin wasnât bad or ineffective, but if he attacked there whenever the opportunity presented itself, he would easily fall into the enemyâs trap.
When he and Yan Zheke bid âgood nightâ to each other, he felt that he had grown stronger again.
My enemyâs hatred is the best praise I can receive!