Chapter 117: The Senior from the New District
Chapter 117: Chapter 117: The Senior from the New District
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"Sister Qingru, I really can’t eat another bite!"
Lin Yi sat at the dining table, gently rubbing his stomach.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Tang Qinru was still tirelessly cooking.
This was already the fifth plate Lin Yi had finished.
After a long while, Tang Qinru came out holding a freshly made plate of sweet and sour pork.
"Try this one, it’s the last plate!"
"I refuse to believe I can’t get it right!"
Tang Qinru said with a determined expression.
Looking at the newly served plate of sweet and sour pork, Lin Yi groaned inwardly.
’After today, I don’t want to see this dish again for a whole year.’
’Forget eating it, just smelling the sweet and sour aroma now makes my stomach churn.’
"Sister Qingru, other people’s cooking costs money, but yours costs a man his life!"
"Even if you’re using me as a guinea pig, you can’t just keep tormenting me like this, can you?"
"I really can’t eat anymore. You can have this last plate yourself!"
After saying this, Lin Yi shot right up to his feet.
In a few quick strides, he dashed to the entryway, yanked the door open, and bolted outside without a second glance.
"You..."
Tang Qinru was just about to chase after him and say something.
But the door slammed shut with a BANG.
She walked back, holding the new plate of sweet and sour pork.
"Is it really that bad?"
"I thought I had a talent for cooking!"
Then, she picked up her chopsticks, grabbed a piece of pork, and put it in her mouth.
After just a few chews, she spat it right out.
"What’s wrong? I’ve made it so many times and it’s still no good? Which step did I mess up?"
She quickly picked up her phone.
She opened a video app and found a cooking video from a channel she followed.
Onscreen was a woman in her forties.
She wore a pink apron and was earnestly explaining how to make home-style sweet and sour pork.
At that moment, Tang Qinru was like a devout student.
She sat in her chair, watching the video intently and studying the steps to make the dish.
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「New Star Martial Arts Hall」
Lin Yi got off the bus, his stomach still feeling uncomfortably full and bloated.
’That whole bus ride and I still haven’t digested it!’
’Did I eat rocks just now?’
Lin Yi thought of the plate after plate of sweet and sour pork he had just eaten.
It had given him a powerful aversion to the dish.
Forget one year—Lin Yi never wanted to eat it again for the rest of his life.
He walked all the way into the Martial Arts Hall’s main lobby.
This was the first time he had returned to the Martial Arts Hall since his injury.
As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw a few students chattering excitedly about something.
The moment they saw Lin Yi,
their eyes all lit up.
"Senior Brother Lin?"
"It really is Senior Brother Lin?"
"Senior Brother Lin, we heard you were injured. How’s your recovery going?"
Seeing the junior students all crowding around him,
Lin Yi smiled. They were only about the age of first-year high schoolers.
"I’ve pretty much recovered!"
"Why aren’t you guys in the dojo training?"
Lin Yi stopped by the elevator and looked back to ask them.
Lin Yi had left home much later than usual today.
By the time the bus got him here, it was already past ten in the morning.
At least an hour later than his normal time.
Normally, after arriving, they wouldn’t linger in the first-floor lobby.
They would go straight to their respective dojos to train.
Hearing this, the students exchanged a smile.
"Senior Brother Lin, you haven’t heard?"
"A senior came by in the last couple of days. They say he’s back from the New District and is helping out with training!"
"Yeah, yeah! Yesterday in Dojo 1, he defeated both Zhuang Tao and Lin Lu. Today, it seems like he’s heading to your dojo!"
At these words, Lin Yi glanced at them.
"A new senior?"
Zhuang Tao and Lin Lu were both disciples of the Liu Yuan Dojo.
Their status was the same as Lin Yi’s and Zhou Qi’s.
They all enjoyed the privileges of a disciple.
In the Martial Arts Arena, those who held the status of a disciple naturally possessed exceptional talent.
They were also the students the Martial Arts Arena focused on developing.
Among the many students, disciples like them always seemed to have a dazzling halo about them.
They were on a level that ordinary students could only dream of reaching.
So when Lin Yi heard that they had both been defeated,
he wasn’t particularly surprised.
’To be blunt, a disciple of a Martial Arts Arena only represents that specific arena,’ he thought.
’Their talent is just considered the best within this one place.’
’Xinghai City is huge, and Martial Arts Arenas are a dime a dozen.’
’There could be a monstrous Martial Arts prodigy anywhere.’
’Besides, this person is back from the New District, which means they most likely got into a Martial Arts University from the Old District.’
’Their talent, combat experience, Cultivation Techniques, and martial skills...’
’How could high school students like us possibly compare?’
Lin Yi had heard before that once you entered a Martial Arts University,
it was basically its own little society.
Students didn’t just sit stiffly in classrooms every day.
Nor did they train day in and day out in a Martial Arts Arena.
Everything they experienced was real combat.
The university would issue them hunting missions every day.
As long as the students completed their daily missions, they were fine.
These missions were fraught with danger and death, but also offered all sorts of opportunities.
Completing a mission not only earned them a hefty monetary reward,
but also abundant resources.
It was just like with Qin Zhaoxue and Shen Yuzhe.
Joining the Demon Hunting Bureau and becoming intern Demon Hunters...
...was actually a mission assigned by the university.
’Wait, Shen Yuzhe?’
Lin Yi thought of the name.
’The only people back from the New District recently are Qin Zhaoxue and Shen Yuzhe.’
’Lin Yi knew Qin Zhaoxue well.’
’She wasn’t the type to show off at all; on the contrary, she was very low-key.’
’Especially with her mask on versus off, she was like two completely different people.’
’The idea of her coming to the Martial Arts Hall to act like a senior and boss everyone around...’
’...of her playing the senior to put down the juniors... she just wasn’t capable of it.’
’In that case, the only person who would do something like this had to be Shen Yuzhe.’
"Aren’t you coming in?"
Lin Yi stepped into the elevator, noticing the junior students weren’t making any move to join him.
he asked, puzzled.
But they just smiled and shook their heads. "We’re waiting for a classmate. You go on ahead, Senior Brother!"
Lin Yi nodded and didn’t say anything more.
The elevator doors then closed.
Soon, when the elevator arrived at the second floor,
Lin Yi walked out.
He was met with the sight of the Martial Arts Arena already packed with people.
The scene before him was just like when he had first come here as a sparring partner and fought Zhou Qi.
Only today, he was a spectator, and the people on the platform were Zhou Qi and that senior... Shen Yuzhe.
Lin Yi didn’t rush to change into his Martial Arts Uniform.
Instead, he crossed his arms, leaned against a pillar, and began to watch with keen interest.
As a senior who had entered a Martial Arts University several years ago,
Shen Yuzhe’s Cultivation Realm and combat experience made him a crane among chickens here.
Although Zhou Qi was also a disciple at the Martial Arts Hall,
he was outmatched in every aspect by a wide margin.
Zhou Qi’s figure flickered, his footwork as fast and nimble as a Spiritual Snake.
Coordinating with his Body Technique, Zhou Qi threw a fierce punch at Shen Yuzhe.
To the ordinary students, however,
this was a punch they could never have dodged.
Zhou Qi’s unpredictable Body Technique alone was hard to anticipate.
His attacks were even harder to figure out.
But in Shen Yuzhe’s eyes, it was as if he had already seen through Zhou Qi’s every move and technique.
The very instant Zhou Qi threw his punch, Shen Yuzhe had already anticipated it.
His feet shifted to the side as lightly as a falling leaf.
By the time Zhou Qi’s heavy fist arrived, Shen Yuzhe had already sidestepped.
Before Zhou Qi could retract his fist, Shen Yuzhe seized his wrist.
He yanked him forward, causing Zhou Qi to lose his balance and stumble.
Zhou Qi’s expression changed drastically.
As their bodies crossed, Shen Yuzhe slapped a palm directly onto Zhou Qi’s back.
The entire exchange took only a few breaths.
Zhou Qi was slammed face-down onto the ground...
Seeing this, the surrounding students all gasped.
None of them seemed to have expected Zhou Qi to be defeated so quickly.
Shen Yuzhe shot him a contemptuous glance. "For a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall, you’re even easier to deal with than Zhuang Tao and Lin Lu..."