35: Chapter 35 is too tiring
"Take this to practice with."
Her tone was extremely casual.
As if she wasn't giving away a priceless Profound-tier cultivation technique, but a head of cabbage.
Su Yu looked at the "Rock-Crushing Palm" in his hand.
He didn't mention what happened last night.
Nor did he ask about the origin of this technique.
Some things are better left understood in silence; speaking them aloud would only seem pretentious.
He solemnly placed the ancient book into his canvas bag.
He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao.
And said very seriously, "Thank you."
"Tch."
Lin Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed slightly, and she waved her hand somewhat awkwardly.
"Why are you being so polite with your big sis!"
"In the future at school, you just have to listen to me!"
"Let's go! Off to Kyoto!"
...
The off-road vehicle drove smoothly through the streets of Jiang City.
The atmosphere inside the car gradually relaxed.
"By the way."
Lin Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at Su Yu.
"Once we get to Kyoto Martial Arts University, the first thing for freshmen is to choose a department."
"Which department do you plan to join?"
Su Yu was stunned for a moment.
"Choosing a department?"
"You didn't know?" Lin Xiaoxiao looked at him as if he were an alien.
Then she slapped her forehead.
"Right, you couldn't even get close to the martial arts track before, so you definitely wouldn't have known about this."
Lin Xiaoxiao cleared her throat and began her explanation.
"The path of martial arts is vast and boundless."
"Besides basic blood qi cultivation, there are many ways to fight."
"Kyoto Martial Arts University is divided into several major colleges."
"For example, the Weapon College has the Sword Department, Saber Department, and Spear Department."
"The Ranged College mainly consists of the Archery Department and Hidden Weapon Department."
"Then there's the Support College, with things like the Formation Department, Alchemy Department, and even the Mecha Manufacturing Department."
"Of course, there's also the purest one, the Combat College, which focuses on hand-to-hand combat."
Lin Xiaoxiao introduced them as if listing her family treasures.
"The resource allocation and instructors for each department are different."
"Your blood qi is so strong, you should choose a weapon or direction that suits you well."
Su Yu leaned back in his seat.
His deep eyes flickered slightly.
Sword Department?
A high-grade alloy sword mixed with Star Meteor Iron would easily cost millions.
And it would also require a matching sword technique and scabbard.
Archery Department?
That was an even bigger money sink!
Setting aside a specially-made high-grade war bow, just those special alloy arrows capable of piercing the defense of exotic beasts—firing one was like shooting away a sports car!
This wasn't archery; it was clearly throwing money away!
As for the Formation Department and Alchemy Department...
Su Yu didn't even consider them.
Setting up formations required extremely expensive spirit stones and materials, and alchemy was a bottomless pit; buying medicinal herbs and cauldrons—if the cauldron exploded, one would go bankrupt instantly.
Su Yu silently calculated the 240,000 yuan in his card.
Poor.
Too poor.
Those fancy departments were simply not something someone of his current class could afford to play with.
Even if he had a system.
Money had to be entirely used to exchange for cultivation and deduce techniques!
It absolutely could not be wasted on those external things!
"Have you decided?" Lin Xiaoxiao leaned in curiously.
"I've decided."
Su Yu nodded.
"I'll practice fist techniques."
"Fist techniques?" Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned.
"Why?"
"Because I'm poor."
Su Yu answered very bluntly, without any concealment.
"Archery and weapons are too expensive; I can't afford them."
"Only fists are grown on one's own body."
"No need to spend money to buy them, and no need for maintenance."
"It saves trouble."
Most importantly, his system could deduce any technique.
As long as he deduced fist techniques to the limit, it wasn't impossible to shatter stars with a single punch.
Why waste that money?
Hearing this reason.
Uncle Lin, who was driving, felt his hands on the steering wheel tremble slightly.
This peerless genius who had killed Zhao Ze in one move and had blood qi exceeding a thousand...
His reason for choosing a department was actually because... he was poor?!
Lin Xiaoxiao was also dazed.
She looked at Su Yu's extremely serious face.
She originally wanted to advise him to choose the cooler Sword Department.
But the words reached the tip of her tongue.
Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly darted.
A hint of slyness and a touch of intimacy quietly flashed in her eyes.
"Right!"
Lin Xiaoxiao slapped her thigh hard and loudly agreed.
"Practicing fist techniques is great!"
"Fist to flesh, that's the romance of a real man!"
"What's so great about using those pieces of scrap metal!"
Lin Xiaoxiao puffed out her chest and declared solemnly.
"I've decided too!"
"I'll also practice fist techniques! We'll sign up for the same instructor then!"
Uncle Lin, driving in front, had his mouth twitch.
Eldest Miss!
You're throwing away the top-tier sword dao talent inherited by the family!
Instead of going to the perfectly good Sword Department.
What kind of fist techniques are you going to practice with him?!
Can those delicate fists of yours kill exotic beasts or smash through steel plates?!
But Uncle Lin didn't dare to speak.
He could only sigh silently in his heart—when a girl grows up, she can't be kept at home.
Su Yu turned his head.
He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's forced agreement, which couldn't hide her excitement.
He didn't expose her.
He just nodded.
"Okay."
...
The off-road vehicle drove onto the highway.
There was still some distance to the Jiang City High-Speed Railway Station.
The atmosphere in the car became quiet.
Only the slight whirring of the air conditioner could be heard.
Lin Xiaoxiao sat next to Su Yu.
Last night, to completely wipe out the Zhao family, she had personally taken command and had barely slept all night.
At this moment, sleepiness came rushing in like a tide.
Her head began to nod as she dozed off.
Her body also "inadvertently" leaned towards Su Yu as the vehicle moved.
A little.
A little more.
Finally.
As the vehicle passed through an extremely gentle curve.
Lin Xiaoxiao's head tilted.
And rested directly on Su Yu's shoulder.
Su Yu's body stiffened slightly.
A faint, pleasant fragrance from the girl's hair instantly wafted around his nose.
He slightly turned his head.
His gaze lowered.
He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao, who was leaning on his shoulder.
That pure and beautiful face was inches away.
Her breathing was steady.
But.
Su Yu's extremely sharp Martial Master perception clearly captured something.
Lin Xiaoxiao's long, fan-like eyelashes were trembling very slightly and uncontrollably.
Even her breathing rhythm was a fraction faster than when she was truly asleep.
Faking sleep.
A hint of understanding flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes.
He saw through it at a glance.
For an intermediate martial artist with blood qi as high as 406, how could she possibly be unaware that she was leaning on someone else?
This clumsy acting was full of holes.
However.
Su Yu didn't move.
Nor did he speak up to expose her.
In his mind, those blood-red news notifications he had seen this morning flashed again.
Wiping out a local tyrant family overnight.
Even if top experts from the family had carried it out.
But as the one who gave the orders and led it all, Lin Xiaoxiao, an eighteen-year-old girl, must have been under immense pressure.
This pressure wasn't just from the killing.
It was also the family responsibility she had forced herself to shoulder in order to protect him.
"Too tired."
Su Yu sighed silently.
Then, he calmly lowered the shoulder she was leaning on by half an inch.
So that Lin Xiaoxiao's head could rest more steadily and comfortably.
And Lin Xiaoxiao, leaning on his shoulder.
Felt Su Yu's subtle adjustment.
The base of her ear, hidden under her hair, instantly turned bright red.
Yet, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
Forming an extremely sweet curve.
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