115: Chapter 115 is definitely possible!

"It's simply incredibly cool!"

Lin Xiaoxiao clasped her hands to her chest, completely transforming into a little fan girl.

"Throughout history!"

"For five thousand years!"

"There has never been a Martial Spirit who could achieve this level, right?"

"It's truly peerless, absolutely genius!"

"Now the entire internet is calling him the 'Light of Humanity'!"

Watching Lin Xiaoxiao dancing around, practically wanting to enshrine and worship "Su Yuan".

Su Yu sat on the sofa.

The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably twice.

Being crazily fawned over by a pretty girl right to his face without any restraint.

And she didn't even know that she was fawning over him.

This feeling...

Is truly surprisingly strange.

Su Yu suppressed his laughter and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah."

"He really is quite impressive."

"More than just impressive!"

Lin Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him and plopped back down onto the sofa.

She took out her personal communicator and swiped through it quickly.

She pulled up the high-definition photo that had topped the headlines of all major media outlets.

In the photo.

That figure wearing tattered silver battle armor, holding a Steel Spear, hovered amidst the sky filled with black ash.

On the tip of the spear, that transparent edge seemed as if it could pierce through the screen itself.

"Look!"

Lin Xiaoxiao shoved the screen in front of Su Yu's face.

"This back profile!"

"This aura!"

"It's too invincible!"

Su Yu looked at his own back profile on the screen, his eye twitching.

He was just about to give a perfunctory reply.

Suddenly.

Lin Xiaoxiao's movements stopped.

She held the communicator, her gaze scanning back and forth between the photo on the screen and Su Yu's cold, sharp, and handsome profile.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Lin Xiaoxiao's brows gradually furrowed.

A flash of distinct confusion appeared in her originally fanatical eyes.

"Huh?"

Lin Xiaoxiao tilted her head and leaned in closer to Su Yu bit by bit.

The tips of their noses were almost touching.

She blinked her bright, large eyes, her voice carrying a hint of uncertainty.

"Su Yu..."

"Why do I feel..."

"That the back profile of Senior Su Yuan, along with this half of his blurry side profile..."

"And yours..."

"Look surprisingly similar?"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The air in the underground training room seemed to freeze for half a second.

Su Yu's heart gave a slight jolt.

Are women's instincts always this terrifying?

To be able to associate it with him just based on a blurry photo of a back profile without even showing the face?

Su Yu's expression didn't change in the slightest.

His deep, clear eyes remained calm and undisturbed.

He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao, who was right in front of him.

He was silent for a moment.

Then, he leaned back very naturally, creating some distance.

"Is that so?"

Su Yu's tone was calm, even carrying a hint of self-deprecating laughter.

"Maybe it's a coincidence."

"I don't know him."

"I haven't even left Jiangcheng many times, how could I possibly know such a heaven-defying powerhouse capable of slaying a Demon Saint."

Hearing Su Yu's answer.

Lin Xiaoxiao stared into his eyes for a full five seconds.

Seemingly wanting to find a trace of a lie in those deep eyes.

However.

She couldn't see anything.

Su Yu's gaze was too frank, so frank that it was as if he were stating an objective fact unrelated to himself.

Lin Xiaoxiao slowly withdrew her gaze.

She lowered her head and looked at the photo on the screen.

She nodded to herself.

"That's true too."

Lin Xiaoxiao muttered softly, her tone carrying a hint of relief, but more so an undisguisable heartache.

She knew Su Yu's background.

A helpless orphan.

The three years of high school in Jiangcheng were harder than anyone else's.

"If you really had such an impressive elder,"

Lin Xiaoxiao raised her head, looking at Su Yu with exceptionally gentle eyes.

"Even if it was just a distant relative,"

"How would those upstarts from the Zhao family dare to bully you like that?"

"If Senior Su Yuan knew you had suffered so many grievances, he probably would have leveled the Zhao family with one shot!"

"How could he let you suffer so much alone in Jiangcheng."

Lin Xiaoxiao sighed.

Completely dispelling that trace of ridiculous suspicion in her heart.

Same surname Su. Look similar.

It was highly likely just a coincidence.

There are so many people in this world who look alike, they can't all be relatives just because they look alike, right?

"However!"

Lin Xiaoxiao changed the subject.

She sat up straight abruptly and tossed the communicator aside.

In her bright, large eyes, all the heartache and pity vanished instantly.

Replaced by an unprecedented firmness!

A kind of almost blind trust and stubbornness towards Su Yu!

She looked at Su Yu, her voice crisp and resonant.

"Su Yu!"

"Although you don't know Senior Su Yuan."

"But in my heart, you will absolutely not be worse than him!"

Lin Xiaoxiao clenched her pink fists, her eyes exceptionally serious.

"You are only eighteen!"

"At eighteen, you have already comprehended Form-Manifesting Spear Intent!"

"Even the Vice Principal of Capital Martial Arts University is fighting to have you!"

"Although that Senior Su Yuan is impressive, he must have been cultivating for a very, very long time!"

Lin Xiaoxiao lifted her chin, her tone carrying a hint of protective pride.

"When you reach his age!"

"When you become a Martial Spirit!"

"I believe you will definitely be able to slay a Martial Saint!"

"Even stronger than him!"

Looking at the stubborn girl in front of him who, in order to defend him, dared to even step on that "Light of Humanity".

Su Yu was stunned.

In his deep eyes, a rare ripple of softness appeared.

This girl. She really is... stupidly cute.

She had no idea that the "Senior Su Yuan" she spoke of who had "cultivated for a very, very long time" was actually the eighteen-year-old youth right in front of her.

She also didn't know that her bold declaration, "When you become a Martial Spirit, you will also be able to slay a Martial Saint," had already become reality a few hours ago.

Su Yu did not refute it. Nor did he explain.

He just looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes, which were full of expectation and trust.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, hooking into a calm and confident smile.

"Yeah."

Su Yu nodded, his voice low and firm.

"I should be able to."

"You definitely can!"

Lin Xiaoxiao waved her small fist, then stood up abruptly.

She grabbed the Steel Spear leaning against the wall.

"Ten minutes are up!"

"Teacher Su, let's continue!"

"I must master this force-exertion technique today!"

Watching Lin Xiaoxiao, who was instantly full of energy and once again threw herself into the monotonous training.

Su Yu stood up and brushed the dust off his body.

"Alright." "Continue."

"Exert force from your waist, don't be stiff."

In the underground training room, the sharp whistling sound of the Steel Spear piercing the air rang out once again.

Along with Su Yu's calm and stern guidance.

... Late that night.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong did not delay at all.

He directly mobilized the highest-level promotional resources of Capital Martial Arts University.

On the highest-level martial arts forum officially certified by the Great Xia Kingdom, a pinned link that was bolded, highlighted in red, and featured full-screen dark gold special effects was launched with a bang.