164: Chapter 164 Martial Arts Tournament Rewards: Now that my level has increased, what should I be called?

"Hmph!"

Luo Qing saw him and seemed to recall what happened a few days ago.

Her little face flushed red, she turned her head directly, huffed in a very haughty manner, and ignored Lu Qingyun.

Lu Qingyun paused, looking at the old woman in the first row whose body was tense and whose ear tips were flushed pink.

He didn't rush to the stage but walked straight over, his tone laced with gritted teeth: "Didn't you say you reported me and this class would definitely be cancelled? What's going on now?"

Upon hearing Lu Qingyun's question, the corners of Luo Qing's mouth curled up, as if she had been waiting for him to ask this.

Thus, she said with a proud look: "That's naturally because of my strong insistence."

"Since it was my mistake that caused your course to potentially be cancelled, and you didn't want my cabinet as an apology gift, I could only go find my family and ask them to help get your course reinstated."

As she spoke, her eyes sparkled as she looked at Lu Qingyun, her tail practically wagging. Her expression clearly spelled out: Praise me! Praise me!

Looking at her smug appearance, Lu Qingyun clenched his fists until they creaked, resisting the urge to strangle her on the spot.

He had thought he could use Luo Qing's report to get rid of this lousy class, but instead, this woman had dealt him a "surprise" in return, even expanding the enrollment to over three hundred people!

Lu Qingyun squeezed out a forced smile that looked worse than crying and asked through gritted teeth: "Then, Teacher Luo, what are you doing here? Don't tell me you're going to participate in that National Martial Arts Tournament? With your strength, I'm afraid you won't have an advantage in the Powerhouse Group."

"What did you say!"

Luo Qing bristled instantly, like a kitten that had its tail stepped on. She slammed the table and glared at him with her beautiful eyes: "I am clearly only 29! A Yukong Realm seventh-level at 29 years old—that's considered a prodigy throughout the whole country! This is the perfect time to compete in the Youth Group and take the title of 'Number One Prodigy of China'!"

She stood with her hands on her hips, pouting, her chest heaving violently. Then, as if remembering something, her tone softened, carrying a hint of non-negotiable insistence: "In return for me doing you such a big favor, give me some private tutoring after class later. If I can really win first place and get that item, I will definitely credit you with a major contribution!"

"That item?"

Lu Qingyun's eyes narrowed instantly, keenly catching the keyword.

He leaned in closer, the distance between them so short he could almost smell the faint gardenia scent on Luo Qing. Lu Qingyun lowered his voice, with a hint of probing: "The mysterious reward of the National Martial Arts Tournament—do you know what it is?"

Luo Qing's eyes instantly filled with panic.

She abruptly turned her head away, her hands unconsciously twisting together, shaking her head repeatedly: "I don't know! How could I possibly know such a classified secret! The Martial Arts Administration has kept it tightly under wraps; no one knows what the reward actually is."

"Is that so?"

Lu Qingyun drew out his tone, his gaze flickering, and deliberately said slowly: "I thought that with Teacher Luo's family background, you would definitely have known the inside story long ago. Perhaps... just within these past few days, you've even had close contact with that item."

"I didn't! I don't! Don't talk nonsense!!"

Luo Qing looked up abruptly, her voice turning shrill, the panic in her eyes impossible to hide.

Immediately realizing her loss of composure, she quickly lowered her hands and pretended to be calm, waving them: "How could that be! I was just guessing randomly, feeling that the reward must be very impressive."

Afraid that Lu Qingyun would continue to press, she quickly put her hands on her hips, purposely putting on a stern face: "Class is about to start! As the teacher, why aren't you hurrying up to prepare? There are over three hundred people here; wasting one minute is wasting over three hundred minutes. Can you afford to take that responsibility?"

The smile on the corners of Lu Qingyun's mouth deepened.

Because just a moment ago, the moment he leaned close to Luo Qing, the cold system notification had sounded right on time in his mind:

[Ding! Absorbed a small amount of extremely high-level energy residue. Level experience +200,000!]

Lu Qingyun's eyes gradually became fervent.

These past few days, Luo Qing had come into contact with the heavenly demon stone again.

And, judging from her reaction just now, it was clearly closely related to that mysterious grand prize.

"It seems that I really have to participate in this National Martial Arts Tournament."

"Eh—almost forgot. I've been staring at the heavenly demon stone these days and forgot my main source of experience. A competition like this where I can openly gain level experience and vitality points is something I should have participated in from the start!"

Lu Qingyun slapped his forehead.

He felt that ever since he fought the Dharma Form Grandmaster, his heart had become too wild.

Focusing only on the big fish, he had completely ignored the original methods of improvement.

Just as Lu Qingyun was reflecting, the bell for class rang.

Lu Qingyun helplessly withdrew his thoughts, forced to deal with this class first.

And right at this moment...

Click-clack—!

Just as usual, before the bell stopped ringing, a massive, sweating figure rushed in just in time.

But unlike the last time, Dong Dajin, facing the many gazes, was not nervous at all, but appeared unusually calm.

Striding with his head held high and chest puffed out.

As if afraid that Lu Qingyun wouldn't notice him.

Seeing him like this, a strange expression appeared on Lu Qingyun's face.

As their eyes met, he was certain that this little fatty had recognized him!

Although he didn't know how this guy managed it, there was definitely no mistake!

Perfect, the tool man was very self-aware.

With just one look from Lu Qingyun, Dong Dajin trotted up happily.

This scene made many people feel a bit envious.

After all, the fact that Dong Dajin leveled up twice in one day had long since spread throughout Jingdu Martial Arts University.

This was also one of the reasons why many people came to attend the class.

They also harbored the thought of wanting to be noticed by Lu Qingyun and used as an example.

However, this envy...

In the next moment, it instantly dissipated!

Puchi—!

Decisive, ruthless, resolute!

Dong Dajin had just stood still when he used his hand as a blade and instantly sliced open his own chest.

Enduring the excruciating pain, he ripped his own heart out.

Thump—

Thump—!

This scene made many students who were seeing such a bloody spectacle for the first time turn pale. If their mental fortitude hadn't been strong, they probably would have vomited right then and there!

"Lu... Brother Luo."

Dong Dajin caught his tongue in time, switching to a more intimate address, and said smugly: "After going back last time, I practiced diligently and reached the proficiency level directly. It won't be long before I reach mastery."

"With my aptitude, it's rare even among the Cultists, right."

His skin was twitching from the intense pain.

Fresh blood dripped from between his fingers, and a pungent bloody smell permeated the classroom.

Although it hurt, the feeling of showing off in front of hundreds of people made him feel extremely exhilarated!

Only...

Lu Qingyun looked at Dong Dajin's action of pulling out his heart without a word, feeling a bit stunned.

He paused for a moment before speaking: "Your aptitude is good... but your brain is a bit rusty. Why did you pull your heart out when you were full and had nothing to do? I don't need you to demonstrate results."

Dong Dajin: "..."

Instantly, there was an uproar of laughter from the audience!

However, Lu Qingyun didn't let Dong Dajin pull it out for nothing.

He signaled for Dong Dajin to hand him the heart in his hand.

This made Dong Dajin's eyes light up, thinking that Lu Qingyun was going to exchange hearts with him like last time, making his cultivation skyrocket!

However, after Lu Qingyun took his heart.

He had no intention of hurting himself.

Instead, he held it up and showed it to the people present.

Then...

Hum—!!

In the audience, a girl holding a sword changed expression.

The thin sword at her waist actually unsheathed itself, and with a flash of cold light, it split Dong Dajin's heart on the stage in two!

At this moment, the whole room was deathly silent!

Because, no matter what happened before, it had only been removing organs while keeping them intact and retaining their vitality.

Therefore, being able to reinstall them was still within the acceptable range.

But now...

The heart, split in two.

Fresh blood gushed out completely, with a higher volume than a fountain!

Even if it were pressed back on, it would definitely be fatal!

Everyone in the room had pale faces. Some sensitive ones didn't even dare to look, covering their eyes with their hands.

But on stage, Dong Dajin, the person involved himself.

Was completely indifferent, his whole person relaxed to the extreme!

This mentality, this ability to handle pressure.

Completely convinced those below who had complaints!

No wonder others could serve as an example. If it were them, they would have probably snatched their hearts back and run to the hospital crying for their parents.

But in reality, what made Dong Dajin have no pressure at all.

Was because he knew Lu Qingyun very well and knew his terrifying past experiences.

Let alone joining the Cultists now and practicing so many flesh-and-blood martial arts.

Even long ago, relying on the terrifying self-healing talent of a Physical-type Awakened, Dong Dajin believed that Lu Qingyun could keep him safe and sound!

Even Dong Dajin had the leisure to ask a question at this time.

"Brother Luo, since it can be split in two, can it directly become two hearts? That way, one on the left and one on the right—if one is gone, there's still another!"

"Hmm... Good question. You can try it yourself after class. Just don't come to me if something goes wrong."

Lu Qingyun pricked his fingertip, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it into the heart that had been split in two.

After restoring it, he patted it directly into Dong Dajin's chest.

After doing the initial demonstration, he started giving the lecture in a desultory manner.

The knowledge he had learned in the Heavenly Demon Sect was not learned for nothing.

In fact, because he possessed the racial talent of Flesh Control.

In terms of the understanding of flesh and blood, no one could compare!

It was enough to leave these people, including Luo Qing, stunned.

Class ended.

He didn't pay attention to anyone, didn't drag the class on for a second, and slipped away!

His class was once a week.

And the National Martial Arts Tournament would start in three days.

Although the total tournament format lasted ten days.

But asking for leave once would be enough to drag it out until the end of the tournament.

By then, the heavenly demon stone would be in hand... hehe.

Hide identity?

Wanted person?

Before my level is up, I won't argue with you about saying that.

But after my level is up, what should you call me?

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