Chapter 64: Hold Back Your Hand

  Su Qingchen shook his head, feeling somewhat displeased. He lowered his head and sank into thought: "This is what happens when I'm with Zhang Long. If I were with Wang Xing and the others today, what would be the outcome?" As he thought about this, Su Qingchen let out a sigh. With low strength, one was destined to be bullied. Only by reaching the pinnacle of power on the continent could one avoid being bullied and protect those they wanted to protect. Strength had become the thing Su Qingchen needed most right now.

  "Older brother, what's wrong with you? Who were those two people just now? Why do they hate you so much?" Zhang Long asked, looking at Su Qingchen who was deep in thought.

  "People who want me dead." Su Qingchen said casually, as if he didn't take it to heart. But the solemn expression on his face betrayed him.

  "Big brother, tell me who wants your life, and I'll let my old man take care of them." Zhang Long put away his smile and opened his mouth with a hint of anger.

  "Let's just drop it, your father won't be able to help and can't help. I appreciate your kind intentions, from now on I'll just stay away from Stan Academy, they shouldn't have any more excuses." Su Qingchen said calmly, looking into the distance. He knew that the Skull Mercenary Corps was supported by the Ye family, so Zhang Long's father wouldn't be able to help him take down the Skulls, otherwise it would be like declaring war on the Ye family and giving them an excuse to strike first, which could lead to the downfall of the Zhang family. This was something Su Qingchen didn't want to see happen, so he didn't mention it to Zhang Long.

  Su Qingchen thought of Leng Feng and others, and didn't know how they were doing either. Hopefully they could return safely.

  Su Qingchen quickened his pace, rapidly running towards the academy. He knew that the longer he stayed outside, the more dangerous it would be. If the Skull Mercenary Corps didn't care about Zhang Long and directly killed him, then even if Zhang Long avenged him later, it would be useless.

  After stepping into the school gate, Su Qingchen took a deep breath and patted his chest, calming himself down. He slowly walked into the campus without stopping anywhere and went straight back to his dormitory.

  Sat cross-legged, Su Qingchen's soul power circulated through the meridians, his body emitting a faint glow. After breaking through to the lower spiritual realm, he hadn't even had time to stabilize his cultivation before Zhang Long pulled him out. A moment later, with the compression and condensation of his spiritual energy, his soul power filled his entire body, and his cultivation became stable.

  Su Qingchen slowly opened his eyes, and smiled slightly. He was fairly satisfied with the progress of his cultivation, but the enemies he faced now were far beyond what a low-level spirit like him could handle. So Su Qingchen had to work harder, striving to reach their level as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't be so helpless.

  Within these three months, not only does he need to improve his own strength, but also successfully build up his team. By then, relying on the team's ability and the influence of Zhang Long and others, they can truly help Leng Feng and others. Thinking of this, Su Qingchen thought of Lu Fei, whom she hadn't seen since they parted ways at the championship arena that time. She didn't know if his words about making friends were true or not.

  Su Qingchen had never competed with Lu Fei before, and wasn't very familiar with his abilities. He was hesitant about whether or not to invite him to join his team. Thinking about this, Su Qingchen decided to ask Zhang Long for more information about Lu Fei before making a decision. Actually, Guo Xiang would be a good choice, but the chances of him joining their team were extremely low, and it was likely that Zhang Long wouldn't agree.

  As Su Qingchen thought about it, he became entangled in a dilemma. He found that forming a team was quite troublesome and couldn't be accomplished with just a few words. Every member had to be carefully selected, without any carelessness. After selecting the members, they still needed to hone their direct tacit understanding, create a set of combination techniques, and bring out the team's advantages to the maximum.

  Time slipped away quietly, the sky slowly darkened, and Wang Xing and the others returned to their dormitory. When they saw Su Qingchen enter a state of ecstasy, everyone walked around him in circles, afraid that if they accidentally touched him, they would unintentionally fly out and have to kiss the ground heavily.

  Feeling a commotion, Su Qingchen woke up from his meditation and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the three people staring at him with frightened faces, he felt somewhat depressed and asked: "What are you doing? Where's Xiao Po Long? Where did he go?"

  When Su Qingchen woke up, Wang Xing took a step forward, squatted down and spoke with a flattering expression: "Dragon brother went out to buy dinner, he actually wants to treat us to a big meal. Originally, we were going to go out to eat together, but when he saw the boss working hard on his cultivation, Dragon brother personally ran out to buy it. He told you not to be moved, this is what he should do." As he spoke, Wang Xing touched his head and paused before continuing: "It seems there's another sentence, he said that if he did anything wrong, he hopes the boss will go easy on him."

  Su Qingchen looked at Wang Xing with some confusion and asked, "What did he do wrong that you hope I'll go easy on him? Do you think I'm a violent person in your hearts?"

  Wang Xing hastily shook his head after hearing Su Qingchen's words, took two steps back, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

  Wang Xing's head shake was unclear whether he meant that Zhang Long did not do anything wrong, or Su Qingchen was not a violent person, or it was just an inwardly panicked head shake. Perhaps Wang Xing himself didn't even know why he shook his head.

  Su Qingchen looked at Wang Xing with an inexplicable expression, feeling that these guys were not quite right, but for the time being, he couldn't figure out what was going on. He estimated that even if he asked them, they wouldn't reveal anything. Helplessly, he lowered his head and rubbed his already flat stomach, looking forward to Zhang Long's dinner later.

  Half an hour later, Zhang Long brought back a big bag of food, and the aroma wafted from afar. The four people in the dormitory pounced on him like hungry wolves the moment he entered, their target being the food in his hands rather than Zhang Long's silly grin. Seeing that his hands were empty, Zhang Long pouted and looked at Su Qingchen and the others with some resentment, feeling a bit disdainful of them. Suddenly, he swiftly joined the fray, and in an instant, dozens of delicious dishes disappeared in a flurry of activity.

  "Can you guys eat more elegantly? Who just bit my hand, it hurts to death."

  Liu Yun's eyes rolled around, and he thought to himself with some annoyance: I wonder what I bit into earlier, it was so smelly and hard... it turned out to be Zhang Long's hand, oh no... Although he thought this in his mind, fatty Liu Yun didn't dare say it out loud. He knew that if Little Overlord Zhang Long found out that he had bitten him earlier, he would definitely get beaten up badly.