30: Chapter 30: The Train, the Bald, Huge Man, Throws a Punch!

The train was like a long dragon, cutting through the wilderness.

In the middle of the carriage, Lu Qingyun carried a simple black bag, wearing a brown jacket paired with gray trousers.

To anyone looking at him, he seemed like a high school student with clear eyes.

Traveling from Jiang City to his destination, Ningan City, required a transfer at Beihuai.

Due to time constraints, Lu Qingyun did not pay much attention to the differences between Beihuai City and Jiang City.

It was just that at this station, among the crowd boarding, there were noticeably more people with vigorous vital energy, clearly having stepped into the Mortal Shedding Realm.

However, the majority were still just ordinary people.

It was also at this station that the boarding passengers filled up the seats next to and opposite Lu Qingyun.

Opposite him was a couple, bringing along a young man whose brow always carried a hint of arrogance.

Lu Qingyun's seat was by the window, and to his right were two girls who seemed to be traveling together.

They were young, in the prime of their youth, with faces full of collagen, looking very beautiful.

Although they couldn't even compare to Wang Linlin cosplaying Louis XVI, they were still pretty enough to be considered class beauties at school.

Not long after sitting down, the two girls' gazes drifted toward Lu Qingyun from time to time.

Lu Qingyun already had a great foundation to begin with, and after the marrow cleansing and bone reconstruction from his race template upgrade, combined with the calm confidence and muscle control brought by his immense strength...

...every move he made possessed a pleasing, graceful quality.

After the two girls exchanged a glance, the quiet girl sitting in the middle looked at Lu Qingyun, an unnatural blush rising on her face.

With a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, she proactively broke the ice.

Had it not been for Lu Qingyun's keen hearing, he might not have heard her at all.

"Hey there, are you also going to Ningan for school?"

Lu Qingyun, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and naturally wore a slight smile.

Yet he wasn't overly warm, maintaining a polite distance.

"No, I just have some business to take care of in Ningan."

He didn't follow her lead, clearly showing no intention of extending the conversation.

Catching the hint in Lu Qingyun's words, the girl realized her little thoughts had been seen through, and her blush deepened.

Just as she was at a loss for how to continue, the middle-aged woman sitting opposite them brightened up.

"That's right, that's right! My Shaoan is also going to Ningan for school."

"He's attending Qingyuan Martial Arts University! His father and I never dreamed we'd raise a martial artist! This time, Shaoan is taking us to see his school so we can broaden our horizons."

The middle-aged woman was absolutely beaming with joy when speaking of her son.

She was clearly extremely proud.

Meanwhile, the arrogant-looking young man beside her had sat up straight at some point.

In front of two beautiful girls around his age, he instinctively wanted to show off his excellence.

"A martial artist?!"

The two girls covered their mouths in surprise.

Although Beihuai City was considered a relatively large city, martial artists were still extremely rare.

In truth, no matter where one went...

...the privileged martial artist class was always far smaller in number than ordinary people.

The two girls hadn't expected that the somewhat arrogant boy opposite them would actually be a martial artist!

Although Qingyuan Martial Arts University was considered one of the most ordinary martial arts universities...

...it was still vastly superior to their liberal arts and sciences universities!

The middle-aged woman's proactive interruption started a conversation between the two sides.

Though for the most part, it was just the middle-aged woman bragging about how outstanding and hardworking her son was...

...while the two girls chimed in half-heartedly.

As for the boy named Shaoan, he maintained a cool image throughout, barely speaking.

This situation left Lu Qingyun in the role of an outsider.

And this was exactly what he wanted.

He silently circulated his cultivation technique, focusing all his energy on suppressing any disturbances caused by his training.

It was only because there was absolutely no risk of him suffering qi deviation; otherwise, anyone else doing this would have lost their life long ago.

But he was different—the experience points of his cultivation techniques could only go up!

There was simply no option to decrease or delete them!

The train sped along its designated tracks, with the faint roars of fierce beasts echoing from the distance.

The conversation among his neighbors continued. Flashes of glances still landed on his face with closed eyes from time to time.

His heart was peaceful, and a continuous stream of system notifications rang in his ears.

[Currently practicing Blood Fiend Arts (Fused Seven-Technique Version), EXP +1... EXP +1...]

He didn't know how much time had passed.

Suddenly!

A scream pierced the air not far from Lu Qingyun!

Accompanying it was an exceptionally gruff man's curse.

"Damn it! Didn't I just accidentally brush against you? Bitch, what are you screaming for?!"

At some point, a group of people with exceptionally vigorous vital energy, all carrying a heavy scent of blood and slaughter, had entered the carriage.

The girl sitting on the outer side was named Liu Qingqing.

Just a moment ago, when she wasn't paying attention, a large hand had groped her waist hard.

This immediately made her scream in shock and sensitivity.

However, to her surprise...

...this bald man, who had clearly groped her on purpose, was incredibly arrogant, and none of his companions looked like decent people either.

This made her reluctant to escalate the matter. After all, as two ordinary girls traveling alone, they lacked the power to handle it.

Moreover, that gang was blocking the gangway between carriages. Even if she went to find the transit police...

...the most likely outcome would be provoking these people. She didn't dare to think of the consequences.

Thus, she could only swallow her anger and silently sit back down.

But this only made the bald giant push his luck, as his large hand slapped directly onto her face.

Just as he was about to say something, a tall man standing further away spoke, his voice indifferent.

"Keep moving."

Upon hearing this, the bald giant instantly withdrew his hand.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead, as if he had envisioned some terrible consequence.

Only when that man shifted his cold gaze away did the bald giant breathe a sigh of relief.

He turned back, looked at the furious Liu Qingqing, and grinned.

His gaze swept over her well-endowed figure, a lecherous gleam flashing in his eyes before he slowly withdrew it.

"Lucky you. Otherwise... hehe."

Right at this moment, the boy who had been held back by the middle-aged woman finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Being at an age full of youthful vigor, and having chatted for so long, they were practically acquaintances now.

He couldn't imagine how awkward the atmosphere would be later if he did nothing.

And as a martial artist...

...how cowardly would it look if he didn't stand up when encountering such a situation!

Therefore, when the entire matter should have ended, he stood up.

And made the worst possible decision!

A punch landed squarely on the bald giant's face!

Bang—!

He had held back his strength in this punch.

Yet he was confident that under this punch, the bald giant would definitely collapse to the ground, completely dazed!

However, reality often goes against one's expectations.

After taking a solid punch, the bald giant merely turned his head slightly.

A trace of confusion appeared in his violent eyes.

It was as if he couldn't determine for a moment whether this was an attack or... flirting.

Pfft!

Beside him, a short, thin man who also had a ruthless gaze burst into laughter, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Hey Baldy, told you not to cause trouble. Look at you now, getting beaten up."

"But this strength... a kid at the first layer of the Mortal Shedding Realm held back his strength because he was afraid of killing you! Why don't you thank him!"

Instantly, except for the tall leading man, the other seven or eight men burst into laughter together.

The laughter was like sharp silver needles, piercing the bald giant's heart!

Humiliation!

Anger!

He endured the impact of the punch and slowly turned his head back.

His gaze was like a cold, venomous snake, locking onto the boy!

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