Chapter 65: Strange Occurrence During Morning Exercise

  Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

  At 4:50 in the morning, just after dawn broke, Luliu Street was still quiet.

  In the small building at 4444 Luli Street, in the middle room on the second floor, Sun Yan was lying on the bed, hugging a pillow, with a dazed smile floating on his face, and a thread of transparent saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth, looking like he was having a very blissful dream.

  The kitchen on the first floor, wafts of delicious food aromas are floating out, making people's fingers move with craving.

  In the kitchen, Lì èr was busy preparing breakfast. His tall and robust body was tied with an apron, which made him look quite comical. However, his cooking skills were deeply rooted in the true tradition of Iron Ladle Uncle, making Sūn Yán and others praise him without end.

  One hand holding ingredients, the other hand holding a knife, with extremely skilled and practiced movements, slice after slice of ingredients flew up into the air, landing neatly in the plate in front, as if carefully arranged.

  Glancing around, Lì èr revealed his usual shy smile and muttered to himself: "Great, breakfast will be ready soon. I'll call ā Yán to get up in a bit."

  It's been a week since moving into this small building, and as agreed, Lì èr has been in charge of Sūn Yán's three meals. This week, Sūn Yán has been living a very happy life, waking up to delicious breakfasts every day, which is truly one of the greatest joys in life. In fact, this is also a win-win situation, as cooking is Lì èr's hobby.

  Just as he finished chopping the ingredients, Lai Er was about to start cooking when a black shadow suddenly appeared on the wall behind him. In an instant, the shadow became clear and stood in the corner of the room, staring at the back of the young man with a shaved head. A cold voice sounded: "Ordinary Department second-year student Lai Er, today is the final deadline, you still have the opportunity to withdraw your previous application."

  Upon hearing the figure, Lian Er's body stiffened involuntarily, and his hand holding the tray trembled slightly. Taking a deep breath, he said in a steady voice, "I won't withdraw it. Please have the Institute confirm my application."

  The dark shadow at the corner of the wall fell silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Lì èr tóngxué, from my personal perspective, I don't agree with your application. In the beginning, your brother's death was the responsibility of the Institute, and the Institute will not shirk its responsibilities, it will definitely give you generous compensation. You have been cultivating the 'Great Ape King Technique' for over a year, shouldn't you understand the fatal flaw in this martial skill? Why must you insist on taking the 'Dragon Gate' trial for your brother's illusory ideals? Don't forget that your brother was...

  Before he could finish, Lisi's voice cut in: "Teacher Dishadow, thank you for your advice. But my brother once said that there are many things in this world that can only be known to be right or wrong after they have been done, even if it turns out to be a dead end, at least we tried."

  Saying that, the bald young man's gaze was extremely firm and burning with fervor: "I believe in brother's words!"

  The black shadow at the corner of the wall fell silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Since you insist, the Institute will not go back on its original promise. Two and a half months later, at midnight, the 'Dragon Gate' trial will be held at Qianlong Temple. Lü Er, good luck!"

  A sigh seemed to emanate from the air, faint and indistinct. The black figure had vanished into thin air, as if it had never appeared at all.

  At this time, footsteps came from the stairs, Sun Yan walked down the stairs with a drowsy look, and after smelling the fragrance of food, he immediately became spirited, and rushed into the kitchen. Looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, his mouth began to water: "Wow, Li Er, you're really amazing, now your craftsmanship is already at the level of a great chef."

  Suddenly, Sun Yan's face changed, furrowed his brow and looked around the kitchen: "Was someone here just now?"

  "Huh?" Liji was startled by the words and stared at Sun Yan, who had just woken up. "No one has come, right? Ayen, you're still not awake yet?"

  Sun Yan shook his head and chuckled: "I've smelled such a delicious smell, I woke up early, maybe it's my illusion."

  "Hurry up and eat your breakfast, it won't taste good if it gets cold." Lishi hinted.

  Sun Yan didn't stand on ceremony, immediately sitting down at the table and starting to wolf down his food. As he ate, he loudly praised: "Delicious, too delicious! Li Er, you'll definitely have a bright future as a chef someday."

  Upon hearing this, the bald-headed youth blushed and smiled: "I also think that my culinary talent is far better than my martial arts skills." As he spoke, a hint of helplessness flowed out from his tone.

  "Uh, I didn't mean it that way." Sun Yan hastily explained.

  After getting familiar with Lei Er, Sun Yan and others discovered some strange situations on the bald-headed youth. In terms of martial arts cultivation, as a second-year student, Lei Er was only a second-level warrior. If not for special cases, Emperor Feng Academy would not have accepted students with such strength.

  However, this was Lier's private matter, and Sun Yan didn't want to pry too much.

  Lü Er shook his head and said gratefully: "Thank you, Ah Yan, for letting me stay here."

  "What's that supposed to mean?" Sun Yan felt strange and urged: "Come on, eat breakfast quickly, we still have to go practice later."

  Immediately, the two young men sat down at the table and began eating voraciously.

  ……

  After breakfast, he went out and started his morning exercise along the long street, maintaining a uniform speed of 15m/s, running at a steady pace.

  The maximum speed of a second-level warrior is 30 meters per second, and with the amplification of the Dragon-Suppressing Pillar, Sun Yan's speed can even approach 40 meters per second. Maintaining a speed of 15 meters per second feels like there is no physical burden at all.

  Such morning exercises are just to keep the body in its best state, so that it can exert its strongest strength at any time.

  These seven days were not easy for Sun Yan, and he was in a precarious situation.

  Within a week, he had applied to 92 more clubs and was rejected by all of them. Adding the seven clubs from his first day at school, it made exactly 99.

  This record has been passed down as the biggest joke in Class 77, and even other classes have heard about it.

  Freshman Sun Yan was labeled as such after being rejected by 99 student associations.

  Failed to join the association, all three compulsory courses were dropped, and Sun Yan's current credits were the same as at the beginning of the semester, still 10 points.

  In the new semester ranking, Sun Yan has fallen from the original top 10 to the bottom of this year's freshman class, ranking 40,001.

  All the way running, Sun Yan arrived at the end of Luliu Street, looking up at the azure sky, muttering to himself: "There are less than three months left, it's the comprehensive assessment for new students, damn it, if things go on like this, will I be expelled from school by the end of the semester?"

  Thinking of being rejected by 99 associations, Sun Yan's fists clenched involuntarily, and a chill rose in his eyes. All this was undoubtedly Xu Xuyao's doing.

  "Hmph! Three months later, it's the comprehensive assessment for new students. I heard we can freely choose our opponents and challenge upperclassmen at will. Xu Yao, you little brat, even if I get expelled at the end of the semester, I'll make sure to beat you into a pig head before I leave!"

  Sun Yan's character was originally a rogue, but since he knew who the mastermind behind the scenes was, it actually stimulated his motivation to cultivate. This week, he has been more diligent in his cultivation, getting up at 4 o'clock every day and devoting himself to cultivation without stopping until midnight before resting.

  On the other hand, the driving force for cultivation comes from the pressure of the Wooden Mountain.

  Within a week, Mù Shān had entered the Third-Rank Library, learned five fourth-class combat skills, and was hailed as the top student of this year's Ordinary Department. He became the object of contention among the Student Council and various associations. His academic credits had already reached 400 points, ranking second among new students in the Ordinary Department.

  Three days ago, Mù Shān publicly announced that he would have a showdown with Sūn Yán on the new student comprehensive assessment and pursue Shuǐ Lián Qíng after defeating him.

  The pressure of this matter made Sun Yan even more diligent, practicing day and night, making his inner yuan increasingly stable. He could clearly feel that the barrier locked in the second-level martial realm was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper, only needing an opportunity to break through to the third-level martial artist's realm.

  A third-class warrior in the first grade, already a standout among ordinary department students.

  Of course, Sun Yan's real killer was not the inner yuan cultivation, but that mysterious martial art - [Dragon Subduing Pillar], the more he practiced this martial art, the more he felt its infinite wonders.

  The only regret is that Sun Yan has too few battle skills at his disposal, with only one 【Two-Section Burst Fist】.

  "If I could master a third-grade combat skill now, my strength would make a qualitative leap." Sun Yan sighed secretly.

  After half an hour of morning exercise, Sun Yan turned around and was about to return to his residence when a strange sound faintly came over.

  "What's this sound? It sounds so familiar!"

  Sun Yan was taken aback at first, then his eyes suddenly lit up, "This voice, is someone watching a small movie? Grandma's bear, who has such an interest, watching this so early in the morning."

  A series of scenes that were not suitable for children flashed through his mind, and Sun Yan did not hesitate at all. He immediately located the source of the sound and quietly ran over.

  As he jogged along, Sun Yan thought to himself: "Watching a small movie so early, could it be that the couple is trying to add some excitement to their relationship? Wouldn't that mean that there might be a real-life show soon?"

  Thinking of this, Sun Yan's heart was even more burning with desire. Growing up like this, he had never watched a reality show before.

  Amitabha, brother, I didn't mean to snoop, just wanted to verify the truth of the matter.

  A moment later, Sun Yan arrived outside a small house. The house was very elegant and the sound was coming from inside.

  "The atmosphere is great, watching a movie in this room is also a kind of enjoyment!"

  He stealthily slipped out of the window, and Sun Yan poked out half of his head, squinting his eyes to look over, after which his face fell.

  Inside the hut, a 3-meter-wide screen hung on the wall, and inside the screen, a naked couple rolled together, fiercely struggling, with moans of pleasure constantly coming out.

  The person who is watching and admiring is not a couple or lovers, but an old man.

  The old man's body was hunched, wearing a gray and white robe, with two dense eight-character mustaches, his white beard covering his chin, and on the bald head, standing upright was a single braid, looking quite comical.

  Tick-tock, tick-tock...

  Saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth to the ground, but this old man didn't notice at all, staring at the screen in a state of extreme infatuation, making extremely disgusting "tsk" sounds.

  Sun Yan's eyes went dark and he almost fell to the ground, this scene was too far from his imagination, it was really hard to accept.

  "Damn it, old fart, early in the morning looking at this, really an old pervert!"

  Sun Yan couldn't help but scold in a low voice, however, his eyes involuntarily stared at the screen, commenting on the artistic value of this movie with an expert's eye.

  At this time, the little movie just ended, and the old man stood up with a lingering tone, saying in a low voice: "Not bad, not bad. It's rare to have such a good film, let's watch it again."

  I fainted, with a loud thud, Sun Yan really fell to the ground this time.

  "Huh?"

  An old voice echoed inside, the door opened, and the old man stood at the entrance, smiling kindly: "Good morning, young friend. I didn't expect you to be so refined, standing outside for so long. Why not come in and let's appreciate it together? We can exchange our thoughts."