Chapter 6

In his mind, a new skill box suddenly appeared on the wheel of fate.

Observation Technique, Beginner Level, Function: Can observe the energy level of martial artists within a ten-meter range, target limited to Yellow Rank martial artists and below.

Surprised and shocked, he was surprised that the wheel of fate had such a function, meaning he could now judge the strength of others at any time. Although he couldn't see clearly beyond the Yellow Rank for now, this was enough because martial artists above the Yellow Rank should not be something he would encounter at the moment.

What shocked him was that a legendary martial artist had actually appeared before him.

Although Ning Yi wasn't very clear about the concept of martial artists, he knew that martial artists were rare. Each one was naturally a high-handed existence.

Moreover, in his understanding, they should all be middle-aged or elderly, but he never expected that the woman in front of him, who was probably only around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a fiery figure and a face that could score eighty out of a hundred, was actually a martial artist, and even an Orange Rank one.

She wore a pair of blue crescent earrings, a side ponytail, and a pair of brown sunglasses, so others couldn't easily see the expression behind the sunglasses.

She was about 1.7 meters tall, with a very full bust. Wearing a blue suit and stilettos, anyone who wasn't paying attention would definitely think she was just a fashionable beauty.

"Little beggar!" The woman's voice was very pleasant, like a lark, but her words were infuriating.

It's just that my clothes are a bit dirty, my sleeves are half gone, and I'm missing a shoe, and I'm all dirty... Okay, even if I look like a beggar, you can't call me 'little.' I'm twenty-eight... Okay, I'm young, only seventeen. Damn!

Ning Yi helplessly moved his eyelids and then stared at this existence that was absolutely unattainable for him. Her cleavage was very deep. He responded, "What's up?"

Ning Yi was almost certain that she wouldn't attack him. If she really wanted to, she could just have the security guards do it.

"Just now, Miss said she accidentally scared you." The woman didn't get angry at Ning Yi's gaze and tone. She raised her hand, and a red hundred-yuan bill appeared in her white, tender hand. "This is to compensate for your fright... Uh..."

Before the woman could finish her sentence, Ning Yi reached out and snatched the money.

Damn! One hundred yuan! For him, who had no money, even two yuan to buy a few buns would be fine, let alone one hundred. Without hesitation, he quickly grabbed the hundred yuan: "Thank you!"

"Here..." The woman in the blue uniform didn't expect Ning Yi to be so sleazy. She instinctively pulled her hand back, hoping she hadn't been contaminated by this sleazy guy.

She glanced at Ning Yi with a hint of disdain, then turned and left. Her back view was also a devilish figure, with the right parts protruding and the right parts slim, and her long, straight legs were simply mouth-watering.

"Big sister, if there's any more good things like this, remember to call me." Ning Yi added another sentence without thinking.

The woman in stilettos almost fell over. She immediately sped up and got into her car and left. Damn, did Miss encounter a scammer?

The car had already left, and Ning Yi, holding the hundred yuan, was moved to tears. He had finally found an organization!

Hmm, should he go find Lao Liu first, or eat first?

Ning Yi rubbed his belly, didn't think twice, and rushed straight to a nearby snack shop.

The boss looked at him with disdain but, for the sake of the money, let him eat.

With the remaining ninety-five yuan in his pocket, Ning Yi's first priority was to return to the dormitory. There was no choice; this set of clothes had already become beggar's clothes.

At the door, the security guard stopped him, and it was the same guard who had been ready to deal with him earlier.

Ning Yi scanned the area; the four security guards were all ordinary people but were tall and strong... He wondered if he could take them down at the first level of Qi cultivation. Of course, he was just thinking.

"Little beggar, this is a school. What do you want?" The guard didn't immediately punch him, probably because he saw that the woman in the blue uniform had been relatively polite to Ning Yi.

Ning Yi slapped his head. Damn! He forgot he had nothing, no student ID or anything. And Ning Yi, who often skipped class, usually climbed over the wall.

Sigh! Without a word, he quickly slipped away.

The security guards looked at each other. One of them, pinching his chin and staring at Ning Yi's back, said thoughtfully, "Why does this guy seem familiar?"

"Who?" The head guard asked.

"It seems to be Ning Yi, the thorn in Shao's side. Is this guy skipping class again?"

"He looks decent, but it's a waste of a school spot." The head guard sneered.

"You don't know, boss. A few days ago, I heard some of my fellow townspeople chatting outside. They said someone hired them to teach this guy a lesson, but he seemed fine."

The head guard frowned slightly. "Is that so?"

Ning Yi had already slipped away and didn't know what the security guards were muttering about. He quickly found the best escape route he and Chen Liu often used to climb over the wall and enter the school.

Nanling High School was very large, with a junior high and a senior high section. There were many students. Just in their senior year, there were twenty classes, each with about sixty to seventy students, meaning there were over 1,300 students in the senior year alone.

Ning Yi's Class 9 of Senior 3 was an ordinary liberal arts class. In a high-level school like Nanling High School, it was considered a mid-to-lower-level class.

There were sixty-six students in the class, thirty-six girls, and thirty boys. According to the preliminary exam results, although they were in an ordinary class, about one-third of the class could pass the first-tier university entrance exam, another third could pass the second-tier, and the rest would have no problem passing the third-tier.

However, there were still students like Ning Yi, who had no future. For example, the PE committee member, Pang Dacheng, only scored about 200 points in the preliminary exam, but he was a martial artist at the second level of Qi cultivation.

He could easily get a special admission to a prestigious university just by showing off his white combat Qi.

In short, only Ning Yi, the scoundrel, had no future. He was the worst in the class and often skipped class. The school probably only let him stay because he was a student sent by a social welfare institution, just to let him graduate.

In his memory, the homeroom teacher had already talked to Ning Yi once. Since the college entrance exam was approaching and he wouldn't pass, he could leave. The school wouldn't withhold his graduation certificate.

However, Ning Yi stubbornly stayed because the school at least provided free accommodation and meals. If they kicked him out, he would starve to death.

Knowing this scoundrel's thoughts, Ning Yi couldn't help but blush. To have sunk to this level and still have the nerve to continue living, his face must be incredibly thick.

Ning Yi quickly found his dormitory and lied to the dormitory aunt, saying he had fallen into a water pit during PE class. She let him go up.

Ning Yi inspected the dormitory, which was an eight-person room. Ning Yi lived on the bottom bunk, the most inconvenient one by the door, but it wasn't surprising. Given his original physique, grades, and bad reputation, it was already good that others let him stay.

Although the dormitory had eight beds, only six were occupied, all by troublemakers. One of them was the dormitory leader and class bully, Xu Kun. He was strong, not a martial artist like Pang Dacheng, but his muscular build intimidated others. He often made life difficult for Ning Yi and sometimes bullied him, but didn't take him as a lackey.

In short, he just used him for amusement.

After changing his clothes, Ning Yi hurried to class.

At the classroom door, Ning Yi hesitated upon hearing the voices. He wasn't sure whether to go in because it was math class. According to his memory, he had only scored 20 points in the preliminary exam, and that was just by guessing on the multiple-choice questions.

The math teacher wanted to tear him apart. If it weren't for him dragging down the class average, Class 9 wouldn't have been the worst in the twelve liberal arts classes.

After some thought, he decided to go in. He had to take the college entrance exam, and if he didn't attend class, he would have even less of a chance.

"Sorry, teacher, I'm late! Can I come in?" Ning Yi stood obediently at the door.

The sudden voice drew the attention of the math teacher and all the classmates. Then he heard several thuds.

Damn, did they have to react so strongly!

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