Chapter 68

Time flew by, and before they knew it, a week had passed.

At 4:50 in the morning, as the sky began to brighten, Liuli Street was still quiet.

Inside the small building at No. 4444 Liuli Street, in the room on the second floor, Sun Yan lay on the bed, hugging a pillow. A dazed smile floated on his face, and a thin, transparent strand of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, indicating he was having a very pleasant dream.

In the kitchen on the first floor, the aroma of food wafted out, making one's mouth water.

In the kitchen, Li Er was busy preparing breakfast. The tall, muscular man, wearing an apron, looked somewhat comical. However, Li Er's culinary skills were a true inheritance from Uncle Iron Spoon, earning constant praise from Sun Yan and others.

Holding ingredients in one hand and a knife in the other, Li Er skillfully sliced the ingredients, which flew into the air and landed neatly on the plate in front of him, as if carefully arranged.

After a quick glance around, Li Er revealed his usual shy smile and muttered to himself, "Very good, breakfast will be ready soon. I'll wake Yan up in a while."

Having moved into this small building for a week, Li Er, as agreed, was responsible for Sun Yan's three meals a day. During this week, Sun Yan had been quite happy, waking up to a delicious breakfast every day, which was indeed a great blessing in life. In fact, this was a win-win situation, as cooking was Li Er's interest.

Just as he finished slicing a plate of ingredients and was about to start cooking, a shadow suddenly appeared on the wall behind him. In an instant, the entire shadow became clear, standing in the corner of the room, watching the back of the bald teenager. A cold voice spoke, "Second-year student Li Er, today is the final deadline. You still have the chance to withdraw your application."

Hearing this voice, Li Er's body stiffened, and his hand holding the plate trembled. Taking a deep breath, he said in a hoarse voice, "I will not withdraw. Please confirm my application with the department."

The shadow in the corner was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Li Er, from a personal standpoint, I do not support your application. Your brother's death was the responsibility of the department, and we will not shirk that responsibility. We will certainly provide you with generous compensation. You have been practicing the 'Great Ape King Technique' for over a year and should understand its fatal flaw. Why must you insist on undergoing the 'Dragon Leap' trial for your brother's illusory ideals? You should know that your brother also... "

Before he could finish, Li Er interrupted, "Teacher Earth Shadow, thank you for your advice. However, my brother once said that many things in this world can only be judged right or wrong after they are done. Even if it leads to a dead end, at least we have tried."

As he spoke, the bald teenager's gaze was incredibly determined, his eyes burning with passion, "I believe in my brother's words!"

The shadow in the corner was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Since you are determined, the department will not go back on its promise. Two and a half months from now, at midnight, the 'Dragon Leap' trial will take place at Qianlong Academy. Li Er, I wish you good luck!"

A sigh echoed in the air, faint and indistinct, and the shadow disappeared as if it had never been there.

At this moment, footsteps sounded from the stairs. Sun Yan, still half-asleep, walked down, and the smell of food immediately invigorated him. He darted into the kitchen and, seeing the abundant breakfast on the table, his mouth watered, "Wow, Li Er, you're really amazing. Your cooking skills are already at the level of a master chef."

Suddenly, Sun Yan's expression changed, and he frowned, looking around the kitchen, "Was someone here just now?"

"Huh?" Li Er was startled and looked at the just-awakened Sun Yan in surprise, "No one was here! Yan, are you still half-asleep?"

Sun Yan shook his head and laughed, "The smell of such delicious food woke me up long ago. It must have been my imagination."

"Come on, eat your breakfast. It won't be as good if it gets cold," Li Er suggested.

Without hesitation, Sun Yan sat down at the table and began to eat voraciously, praising loudly, "Delicious, so delicious! Li Er, you have a bright future as a chef."

Hearing this, the bald teenager blushed and smiled, "I also feel that my talent in cooking is much better than in martial arts." His tone revealed a hint of helplessness.

"Uh, that's not what I meant," Sun Yan quickly explained.

After getting to know Li Er, Sun Yan and the others discovered some strange things about the bald teenager. In terms of martial arts cultivation, Li Er, a second-year student, was only a second-level warrior. If not for special circumstances, Difeng Academy would not have admitted a student of such strength.

However, this was Li Er's privacy, and Sun Yan did not want to pry too much.

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

"What are you talking about?" Sun Yan felt puzzled and urged, "Come on, eat your breakfast. We still need to practice later."

Then, the two teenagers sat at the table and began to eat voraciously.

...

After breakfast, Sun Yan set out, running along the long street at a steady pace of 15 meters per second, neither too fast nor too slow.

The maximum speed of a second-level warrior was 30 meters per second, and with the enhancement of the Dragon Subduing Pile, Sun Yan's speed could even approach 40 meters per second. Running at 15 meters per second felt like no burden at all.

This morning exercise was just to keep his body in the best condition, so he could perform at his best at any time.

During these seven days, Sun Yan's life had not been easy, almost like being in hot water.

In one week, he had applied to 92 more clubs, all of which rejected him. Including the seven clubs he applied to on the first day of school, the total was 99.

This record became the biggest joke in Class 77, and even other classes had heard about it.

The new student who had been rejected by 99 student clubs was labeled as such.

Unable to join any clubs, and failing all three required courses, Sun Yan's credits remained the same as when school started, still at 10 points.

In the credit ranking of new students, Sun Yan had fallen from the top 10 to the very bottom, ranking 40,001.

Running along the street, Sun Yan reached the end of Liuli Street and looked up at the blue sky, muttering, "There are less than three months until the comprehensive assessment for new students. Damn, if this continues, will I be expelled at the end of the term?"

Thinking about being rejected by 99 clubs, Sun Yan clenched his fists, his eyes filled with a cold look. This was undoubtedly the work of Xu Xuyao.

"Hmph! In three months, it will be the comprehensive assessment for new students. I hear we can freely challenge upperclassmen. Xu Xuyao, you little bastard, even if I get expelled at the end of the term, I will beat you into a pig's head before I leave."

Sun Yan's personality was straightforward. Since he knew who the mastermind was, it only fueled his motivation to practice. In the past week, he had practiced even more diligently, getting up at 4 a.m. every day and practicing non-stop until midnight.

Another source of motivation was the pressure from Mu Shan.

In just one week, Mu Shan had entered the third-class library, learned five fourth-grade combat techniques, and was hailed as the top student of the ordinary department. He had become a sought-after target by the student council and various clubs, with his credits reaching 400, ranking second among the new students of the ordinary department.

Three days ago, Mu Shan had publicly announced that he would challenge Sun Yan in the comprehensive assessment for new students and, after defeating him, would formally pursue Shuilian Qing.

This pressure made Sun Yan even more determined, practicing day and night, making his inner energy more stable. He could clearly feel that the barrier confining him to the second-level warrior realm was as fragile as a sheet of paper, and he needed just a chance to break through to the third-level warrior realm.

A third-level warrior in the first year was already an outstanding student among the ordinary department.

Of course, Sun Yan's true trump card was not his inner energy cultivation but the mysterious combat technique, the Dragon Subduing Pile. The more he practiced this technique, the more he felt its boundless potential.

The only drawback was that Sun Yan had too few combat techniques to show, only the Two-Section Crushing Fist.

"If I could master a third-grade upper combat technique now, my strength would have a qualitative leap," Sun Yan sighed inwardly.

After half an hour of morning exercise, he turned around, preparing to return home. Suddenly, a strange sound caught his attention.

"Huh, what's this sound? It's so familiar!"

Sun Yan was first puzzled, then his eyes suddenly lit up, "This sound, someone is watching a porn movie? Damn, who has such an interest in watching this so early in the morning?"

Images of inappropriate scenes flashed through his mind, and Sun Yan, without hesitation, followed the sound quietly.

As he ran, Sun Yan fantasized, "Watching a porn movie so early, could it be a couple trying to spice things up? That means there might be a live show soon?"

Thinking of this, Sun Yan's heart raced. He had never seen a live show before.

"Amitabha, I'm not intentionally peeping, just trying to verify the truth."

A moment later, Sun Yan arrived outside a small, elegant house, from which the sound was coming.

"Nice place, watching a porn movie in such a room must be quite an experience!"

Creeping to the window, Sun Yan poked his head out and squinted. His face immediately fell.

Inside the small house, a 3-meter-wide screen hung on the wall, showing a naked couple in intense action, with moans of pleasure filling the air.

The person watching was not a couple or a lover, but an old man.

The old man was hunched, wearing a gray robe, with thick mustaches and a white beard covering his chin. A topknot stood on his bald head, making him look quite comical.

Drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't notice, completely engrossed in the screen, making disgusting sounds.

Sun Yan's vision went black, and he almost fell to the ground. The scene was far from what he had imagined, and it was hard to accept.

"Damn old pervert, watching this so early in the morning, you're a real old lecher!"

Sun Yan cursed inwardly, but his eyes couldn't help but stay on the screen, evaluating the artistic value of the movie like an expert.

At this moment, the porn movie reached its climax. The old man, still unsatisfied, stood up and said, "Not bad, not bad. It's rare to find such a good movie. Let's watch it again."

I'm dizzy, with a thud, Sun Yan really did fall to the ground this time.

"Hmm?"

An old voice sounded from inside the house, and the door opened. The old man stood at the door, smiling kindly, "Good morning, young man. I didn't expect you to have such good taste, standing outside for so long. Why don't you come in and watch together? We can exchange our thoughts."