124: Chapter 124 The rich young master can't stand losing and starts committing domestic violence?!

"Two hundred and fifty!" When Chief Examiner Li Feng shouted this number, even he froze for a moment.

It wasn't just because the score was high, but because the number itself carried a certain fated irony.

"The Saint of Show-offs, two hundred and fifty, a perfect match!"

"This score really captures the essence!"

"Are you serious? A full hundred points more than Ye Xiao???"

"He one-shot a Tier 3 Silver, brother! Are you really here doing math with me?"

The livestream chat was completely out of control.

[Congratulations to the King of Posers for getting two hundred and fifty.]

[King of Posers: My score is two hundred and fifty, do you guys have a problem with that?]

[Even if you have a problem, it's useless; can you beat him?]

[LMAO, Zhao Kuo has one hundred and fifteen points, not even half of his. Is an S-grade talent really that trash?]

[Zhao Kuo's face must be green right now.]

Su Ming stood beside the wild boar corpse, his face black.

So, I one-shot a Tier 3 Silver, and instead of my image becoming more impressive, it collapsed instead?!

He raised a finger to point at the scoreboard and discussed with Chief Examiner Li Feng: "Chief Examiner, can you add one point to make it two hundred and fifty-one? Or subtract one to make it two hundred and forty-nine? Either would be better than this."

"... No."

Su Ming resigned himself to his fate.

His reputation was already ruined anyway; when you have too many lice, you don't feel the itch anymore.

...

In a corner of the spectator stands, the atmosphere was bizarre to the extreme.

Several instructors from second-rate Imperial Capital vocational colleges had just dialed their principals to ask for instructions.

Before they could finish speaking, Associate Professor Zhou of Imperial Capital University slammed his hand onto the table with a "bang."

"Everyone calm down!"

His face was gloomy.

"A heretic who openly challenges the existing martial arts system!

You dare to recruit such an unstable factor into your schools?

He must not be allowed to enter any institution of higher learning!

This is a shaking of the very Foundation of the Federation's martial arts!"

With the weight of Imperial Capital University bearing down, the instructors from the second-rate colleges immediately shut their mouths awkwardly, their hands stiff as they hung up the phones.

The communication channels of the four major military districts' special recruitment offices were flashing wildly like it was Chinese New Year.

As the representative of the Southern United Martial Arts Academy, Chu Yao had already consulted with Principal Chen before coming.

That was why she could watch everyone else anxiously asking for instructions with such leisure.

What she found strange was that Instructor Lin from Demon City opposite her had been calm from start to finish, not even lifting an eyelid.

She was also the only recruiter in the entire venue who hadn't asked her school for instructions...

...

On the arena, Chief Examiner Li Feng's voice resonated through the entire venue via Source Energy amplification.

"Both rounds of assessment, the basic Source Energy comprehensive rating and the practical combat trial, have concluded!"

"Current rankings—"

"First place, Su Ming, Super Five-Star, two hundred and fifty points!"

"Second place, Ye Xiao, Five-Star, one hundred and fifty points!"

"Third place, Zhao Kuo, Four-and-a-half-Star, one hundred and fifteen points!"

The entire venue erupted in applause.

Ye Xiao rubbed his chin, his rock-like muscles bulging slightly, staring at Su Ming's back with overflowing Battle Intent.

A one-hundred-point gap.

The larger the gap, the more interesting it would be to fight.

It was just that "two hundred and fifty" score; it sounded like an insult, but applied to the "King of Posers," why did it feel so fitting?

However, amidst the cheers, people looked around and discovered, bizarrely, that Zhao Kuo, who had just been ranked third and was always the most eager to show off, had now mysteriously vanished from the preparation area.

Su Ming hadn't noticed Zhao Kuo's absence either; he just wanted to deal with Zhao Kuo quickly and end this boring college entrance exam.

Since his Transmigration, he had spent most of his time pretending to be a top student.

Aside from his addiction to posing, having lived two lives, he didn't really take the petty squabbles of these high school students seriously.

But Zhao Kuo was different.

From tripping him up at school in the beginning, to canceling his federal relief funds, the ambush in the low-rent housing alley, and then the hired assassination in the Source Abyss.

This bastard had tried to take his life time and time again.

For a villain with whom he already had a death feud, the best way to deal with him was to slap him to death before he could fully mature.

He had to eliminate the root of the trouble forever.

Even if today wasn't the college entrance exam, he would find an opportunity in the near future to completely erase Zhao Kuo from this world.

...

In the backstage lounge, at the end of the corridor.

The air was so hot it was distorted.

"Bang!"

A dull thud of impact.

Zhao Kuo grabbed Liu Ruyan's throat, lifted her entire body off the ground, and slammed her heavily against the alloy wall.

That face he had once pretended to dote on was now bulging with veins, his eyes rolling with man-eating malice.

"Liu Ruyan, do you really think I don't know?"

His voice was hoarse and cruel.

"Your trash talent has been secretly sucking my Luck, hasn't it!

You bitch, you've been using me as your stepping stone!"

Liu Ruyan's pupils constricted violently.

She never expected to be exposed at this critical juncture.

Ever since she was first backlashed by that torrent of Su Ming's Luck, her talent had been in an unstable state.

The reflux of Luck had caused her talent's operation to become disordered, and the fluctuations leaked while stealing Luck were several times larger than before.

Zhao Kuo had suffered setback after setback during this period and had already become suspicious of his own "bad Luck," plus that mysterious powerhouse appearing by his side...

Had she finally been discovered after all!

The sensation of suffocation and fear left her mind blank.

Her face turned bluish-purple from lack of oxygen, and her feet kicked frantically in mid-air, but she couldn't shake Zhao Kuo's arm in the slightest.

Zhao Kuo stared at her gradually bloodshot whites of her eyes, his face twisted into a hideous grimace.

"I've kept you around only because you still have one last bit of utility!"

"In the upcoming arena battle, you will pour all of your pathetic Luck into me!"

"You'd better kneel and pray that I can win! If I lose—"

He leaned close to Liu Ruyan's ear and whispered chillingly in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"The first thing I'll do is cripple you and throw you into the lowest black market in the lower city, turning you into rotting meat trampled by thousands, worse than the beasts used for genetic experiments!

Do you understand, my dear girlfriend?!"

After saying this, he threw Liu Ruyan onto the ground violently as if throwing away trash.

"Cough... cough cough!"

Liu Ruyan collapsed on the ground, clutching her throat and coughing violently, her eyes full of terror and despair.

She knew too well that with the Zhao family's influence in Jiang City, killing an orphan girl without power or status like her was simpler than crushing an ant.

Fear poured from her scalp to the soles of her feet, and every finger was trembling.

Looking at Zhao Kuo's face, once full of doting, now radiating violent murderous intent, Liu Ruyan gave a shrill laugh.

Escape?

It was already too late.

From the moment she chose to rely on Zhao Kuo and intercept Su Ming's Luck, her fate had already been tied to his.

With Su Ming's powerful rise, she couldn't even keep her own Luck, and her cultivation Foundation was already teetering on the brink of collapse.

Leaving Zhao Kuo now would be a dead end.

Regret and fear intertwined, finally turning into bone-chilling madness.

"Ah—"

Liu Ruyan let out a scream that didn't sound human, her trembling hands forming a bizarre hand seal.

The Source Energy core within her body began to operate, and that A-grade talent [Luck Companion] that maintained all her cultivation was driven to a state of collapse that exceeded its limits!

"Take it... take it all!!"

"Zhao Kuo! You must win for me! You must win!!!"

A turbid torrent of Luck, invisible to the naked eye, carrying the entirety of her remaining Foundation, crossed space and poured into Zhao Kuo's body without reservation!