Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
Ye Youting shivered when she noticed Jiang Lanâs stare. Her eyes regained their luster as she said somewhat in a daze,
âSister Lan, you canât sleep either?â
Jiang Lan stared at her for a while before answering with a soft laugh, âWere you shocked?â
Ye Youting fell silent for a dozen or so seconds before sighing quietly.
âA little...â
âI thought that I had become much more mature and strong both regarding mentality and strength after the experience in the preliminaries, but itâs only after I watched his latest match videos that I realize what they call complacency...â
Before this, she was more surprised than anything else when she recalled her previous opponent. She didnât expect the kid she thought she had in her palm to suddenly awaken a supernatural ability and exhibit a short-term burst of strength that caught her off guard. If they were to fight another match again, she believed that the results wouldnât be the same!
However, in just less than four months of time, that young and inexperienced fellow had completely transformed into a fearsome opponent. Be it his Ice Sectâs core force or his seemingly limitless chain of Tremor Punch, they were all things that she couldnât attain right now.
If she were to encounter him again at this period, the chance of her victory was very, very slim...
Jiang Lan shook her head slightly and laughed in self-derision. âIâm a little shocked. Tremor Punch is one thing; with the proper inheritance and guidance, it isnât too shocking to find someone who can master it in half a year. However, the core force of the Ice Sect is more than enough to turn plenty of Eighth Pin Dan stage fighters green with envy. Didnât they usually say that mastering a visualization diagramâs essence and rhythm is pretty difficult? He shouldnât have that much of an advantage even if he is largely accomplished in meditation...â
She learned Tremor Punch by herself. At first, she gradually figured out its inner workings after sparring with similar martial arts non-stop. Then, she spent her Martial Artist Association points to consult about the key to visualization. Finally, she created her own Tremor Punch in a yearâs time. The mere fine control of muscles wasnât enough to bog down a Dan stage fighter who had reached the stage where her force had become a perfect whole like her!
As for âForceâ, there was no point in learning visualization diagrams that didnât require comprehension just like Hongluo Martial Arts Schoolâs âFlaming Forceâ, because they were all of the low rank. A large accomplishment in meditation wasnât recommended, but necessary in grasping the essence and rhythm of a visualization diagram, and even then the fighter still hadâ as the saying goesââeighty one bout of hardshipsâ waiting for him.
Ye Youting felt a lot better after listening to Jiang Lanâs confession. âI thought I was the only one who got upset because of him, but I guess you were also shocked, Sister Lan. Sigh, he may even exceed me regarding rank before I know it...â
âThis, you donât need to worry about too much. Normally, the faster a fighter advances at the beginning, the longer the time they take to gather themselves before the threshold of Dan stage unless they have the knowledge of a lifetime to build their foundation.â Jiang Lan consoled her. âPlus, havenât you reached the threshold of Dan stage and is only one step away from grasping the meaning of âwithdrawâ?â
Ye Youting pulled the hair strands beside her lips childishly, inhaled once and said,
âSister Lan, you donât have to comfort me. You know that Iâm a little nitwitted. I recover from shocks in the blink of an eye! Plus, I guess itâs not a bad thing to receive a little stimulus now. Iâve always been quite well regarded among my peers in the past. Not only was I born with inhuman strength, my rank had improved rather swiftly as well. I was always able to overcome most people. So to be frank it made me a, a little proud and arrogant. But now? Now Iâve met my match, my foil, hehe. Thatâs why I was hurt. Thatâs how I realized that Iâm nothing at all. If I wish to improve further, then I must be able to calm down and become as steady as a rock.â
Jiang Lan nodded ponderingly.
âPerhaps this really is a good thing for you...â
...
Saturday morning 10 a.m., inside a bullet train zipping towards Donglin.
Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke sat close to each other and chatted idly about some recent popular news. They responsibly and diligently played their role as a spectator who bantered flirtatiously with each other from time to time. Suddenly, his cell phone let out a beep.
When he picked up his cell phone and glanced at it, he saw a gladdening message:
âYouâve received Â¥20,000.00 on your debit card with the tail number XXXX. Your current balance is Â¥25,813.74...â
âThe prize moneyâs been transferred into my account already!â Lou Cheng pushed his cell phone in front of Yan Zheke, not attempting to hide the exact amount of his private money at all.
After the draw ceremony had ended, the committee distributed the bonus of the broadcast to each participating team, but as usual Songcheng University practiced its policy of procrastination and took until Friday afternoon before it finally finished the verification process and sent a member of finance to the bank.
Martial arts prize money like this was normally the amount paid by the committee after withholding and paying said income tax
âMine hasnât arrived yet...â Yan Zhekeâs thin, black and long eyebrows wrinkled as she exclaimed in half doubt and joy.
âMaybe itâs because of a bank difference, and itâs a weekend. It wonât arrive this soon.â Lou Cheng made a guess.
Perhaps it was because the timing of the university finance departmentâs visit to several banks at once was a little awkward, but some transfers were successful now whereas some had to wait until Monday. It was possible that the message notification he received was due to a lag in the system.
âItâs fine.â Yan Zheke pursed her lips into a smile. She couldnât help but look at Lou Chengâs cell phone screen in curiosity.
Chengâs only has five thousand or so left in his private money, I see...
I canât let him book such an expensive hotel the next time we go on a trip...
Mm-hmm, Iâll take the initiative and invite him to date tomorrow. I also have my own private money!
The fact that the prize money was transferred to his account before the match was a huge boost of morale to Lou Cheng. It made him feel less nervous and more eager for battle.
If they could beat âDonglin Squadâ and enter the semifinals, then there would be even more prize money waiting for him!
After two and a half hours later, at 12:15 p.m., the Martial Arts Club group arrived at Donglin North Station and saw the bus sent over by the welcoming staff of the committee.
When they saw this scene, Sun Jian and the others immediately recalled their experience at Yimo. He asked with a foreboding feeling, âHow many audiences are there this time?â
Yimoâs atmosphere had been so terrifying that it felt as if they would consume all challengers alive!
âNot many.â the staff answered after thinking for a moment, âthe match will be held in âWensheng Schoolâsâ stadium. Itâs halfway up the mountain and could only fit a few hundred people at best.â
Phew... Li Mao exhaled and exchanged smiled with Sun Jian and Lin Hua. This revelation made them feel at ease.
After climbing up the bus, Yan Zheke examined the sceneries outside the window and exclaimed suddenly.
âWhen I used to watch professional martial arts competitions in the past, I especially like and envy those die-hard fans who would follow their squad on away expeditions...â
Lou Cheng understood her meaning before she even finished her sentence. He moved his head beside hers, followed her gaze and said,
âThis canât be rush. The Martial Arts Club had only started to emerge as a contender as of late, so thereâs no way everyone will care too much about it. Itâs a five-hour to-and-fro trip after all. Hehe, in the past I thought of earning enough money after I graduate and act as a Longhu Clubâs squad following fan whenever thereâs a vacation. An atmosphere like that must feel pretty great.â
Most of the students felt nothing about the meandering people outside the window.
âYou may be too embarrassed to try that when you actually graduate from university...â A thought flashed across Yan Zhekeâs mind, and she smiled with deep dimples when she thought of a funny scene, âIt must be pretty interesting if someone realizes a certain leading player of a club had become a squad following fan of the Longhu Club~â
As long as Cheng successfully ascends to Dan stage while he was still in university, then heâd be powerful enough to act as the leading player within the third level of the Nanbei district contest with his Frost Force and Thunder Roar Zen alone.
If he ascended faster and reached the tremendous rate of growth of one Pin per year such as the likes of Peng Leyun and Ren Li, then he might be taken in directly by Wuyue Club or Longhu Club and nurtured as a substitute talent!
âItâll also be pretty embarrassing...â Lou Cheng thought seriously for a moment before saying.
But I donât need to graduate to earn money now. If there is the chance, I can totally bring Ke and let her have a try with me. She seems pretty interested in it as well!
Plus, âLittle Wontonâ would be graduating in another yearâs time, and Longhu Clubâs forum would soon be organizing a meetup. They might very well plan a joint match viewing or something!
While speaking, his eyes suddenly became transfixed at a particular spot. This was because he saw a few familiar figures.
Wasnât that guy standing and facing away from the entrance Cai Zongming?
He was also followed by Zhao Qiang, Qiu Zhigao, Zhang Jingye and his girlfriend Wu Qian. Wu Qianâs three roommates had come over as well!
âLook over there...â Lou Cheng patted Yan Zhekeâs shoulder once.
Yan Zheke gazed over and looked startled. âAre they your roommates?â
She recognized Cai Zongming and Qiu Zhigao.
Cai Zongming, Zhao Qiang and the others seemed to notice their gazes as well as they looked over, waved both hands excitedly and put on a cheering pose.
âDo you think they count as our first squad following fans?â Yan Zheke let out a low chuckle as her eyes turned.
Lou Cheng answered seriously and sincerely,
âI think theyâre just taking the opportunity to do a dorm social meetup...â
They used following the Martial Arts Club on their Donglin expedition and cheering for them as an excuse to invite the girls from another dorm to have fun on foreign ground, putting a new spin on social meetups. What a brilliant tactic!
Weâve been roommates for almost a year. How can their intentions possibly escape my notice?
This must be student Little Mingâs plan!
As the vehicle drove on, Lou Chengâs group slowly moved further away from Cai Zongming and the others. Half an hour of travel time and lunch midway later, they arrived at the foot of Wensheng Mountain at 2 p.m.
Then, the bus went up the winding road and spent 40 minutes to make its way halfway up the mountain and reach Wensheng School stadium entrance.
The match would begin at three thirty sharp!
âThis is a different kind of home advantage, isnât it?â Yan Zheke walked down the bus, inhaled the refreshing mountain air and looked up.
Lou Cheng also noticed this as he nodded solemnly.
âMm!â
âWensheng Schoolâ had not purposely created a home atmosphere like Yimoâs. Instead, they chose to wait at ease for their exhausted enemy!
It took them almost six hours to depart from Songcheng University new school campus area and reach this place. Although they had taken a short nap midway, the effects ultimately werenât too effective. Except for himself, everyone else pretty much suffered from travel fatigue and became a lot weaker without knowing it.
We should have departed last night and stayed overnight at Donglin!
Weâre inexperienced, so itâs pretty normal for us to overlook this. But why hasnât master reminded us about this? Why hasnât he made arrangements beforehand?
Geezer Shi walked down the bus in high spirits and stretched his back sloppily. He coughed twice and said,
âLetâs head in!â
Did you think my life as a spy was easy?