12: Chapter 12 Good heavens! Yun Zhuo is actually Teacher Su's battle spirit master!
The moment Yun Zhuo stopped at the school gate, Bao Dezhu and his two cronies swarmed him like hungry wolves spotting meat.
“Yun Zhuo!” Bao Dezhu spoke first, his tone as arrogant as ever.
“Yo, Steamed Bun, class is about to start. Are you three still squatting here basking in the sun?”
Hearing Yun Zhuo call him Steamed Bun, Bao Dezhu's Face immediately darkened. “Is 'Steamed Bun' a name you're allowed to call me? Am I that close with you?”
“Yo~ Steamed Bun, you've got quite a temper so early in the morning,” Yun Zhuo called out again provocatively.
“You...” Bao Dezhu abruptly raised a finger, pointing it at Yun Zhuo's nose. “Kid, are you looking for death?”
Yun Zhuo's gaze fell on that wobbling finger, a look of reminiscence appearing on his Face as he said, “In all my years growing up, I've never cried. That time was my first time shedding tears, and I swore then that I'd never let anyone point a gun at my head again.”
As soon as those words came out, the three of them were stunned.
Bao Dezhu subconsciously pulled his finger back to look at it. What kind of nerve was this kid tripping on so early in the morning?
Everyone said he’d gone crazy from Li Wanqing's rejection—could it be true?
But then he thought, 'I'm here to take the bike, I don't care if you're crazy or not.'
So he pointed at Yun Zhuo again. “So what if I point at you...”
Before he could finish, Yun Zhuo grabbed his finger and pressed it down against the joint. With a soft 'crack,' Bao Dezhu's Face instantly turned pale from the pain.
He fell to one knee with a thud, cold sweat dripping down. “Hiss~ It hurts, hurts, hurts! Let go! Let go quickly! I'm telling you to let go, damn it!”
Yun Zhuo didn't bother with him and looked at the other two startled lackeys, asking, “What were you trying to do by blocking me here today?”
“I...” The two subconsciously looked at each other, their Faces full of disbelief. Was this still the same submissive Yun Zhuo from before?
How did he suddenly become so tough?
He actually dared to lay a hand on Steamed Bun—is he not afraid of death?
Kneeling on the ground, Bao Dezhu roared, “What are you standing there for? Get him!”
The two finally snapped out of it. Feeling that being intimidated by Yun Zhuo just now was a supreme humiliation, anger rose in their hearts and malice took hold.
One spat on the ground, but just as they were about to move, Yun Zhuo raised his hand and delivered a massive slap that rang out twice.
A single slap from right to left—the movement was incredibly smooth.
The two were dazed once again.
Bao Dezhu took the opportunity to lunge up from the ground, but without even looking, Yun Zhuo swung his hand and gave him another massive slap with the back of his hand.
Although Yun Zhuo had held back his strength for these two slaps, these three were after all just Level 0 ordinary people. After the slaps, blood was visible in all three of their mouths.
“You... you actually dared to hit me?” Bao Dezhu said, clutching his Face.
Yun Zhuo looked the three over and lectured them in the tone of an elder, “Instead of attending class properly, you're squatting at the school gate acting like little thugs blocking people. Isn't this just asking for a beating?”
“You...”
Bao Dezhu was shaking with rage. He glanced left and right, then suddenly rushed toward a nearby green belt and dragged back a stick.
Su Qingyuan finally couldn't watch any longer and said to Yun Zhuo, “Get off first.”
“For what?”
“Just get off first.”
As Yun Zhuo got off the motorcycle, Bao Dezhu also rushed in front of him. Just as he raised the stick in his hand, he suddenly froze, his eyes bulging as if he had seen a ghost.
The motorcycle Yun Zhuo had just been riding had actually turned into Teacher Su.
Teacher Su glanced at the stick in Bao Dezhu's hand and asked back, “What, do you want to hit your teacher too?”
“No... no, I didn't...”
Teacher Su snatched the stick from him and pointed it at him, lecturing him with disappointment, “What should I even say about you? Do you think it was easy for your parents to send you here to study?
You, on the other hand, skip classes and cause trouble normally, and now you're even learning to be a hoodlum. Are you worthy of your parents?”
“And you two!” Teacher Su turned her gaze to the two lackeys. “Do you think this looks very impressive?”
Once Teacher Su's homeroom teacher aura was unleashed, she immediately scolded the three of them until they looked like pathetic grandsons.
Forget about talking back, the three didn't even dare to look up at her.
Yun Zhuo stood to the side, secretly stifling a laugh. What was the ultimate shadow of one's school days? This was it.
Su Qingyuan caught the smile at the corner of his mouth out of the corner of her eye and immediately turned the stick toward him, saying crossly, “What are you laughing at? Why aren't you getting to class?”
“Right away, Teacher Su.”
Seeing Yun Zhuo leave just like that, Bao Dezhu and his two cronies subconsciously looked at each other, communicating through their eyes with silent understanding.
How could he just leave like that? He was the one who started the fight just now; did Teacher Su not see it?
So what if she saw it? He's Teacher Su's War Spirit Master now. Didn't you see where he just got off from?
Teacher Su's War Spirit Master!
Holy crap, what did we just discover today?
Just yesterday, people were saying Teacher Su had formed a contract with someone. Who would have thought it would actually be that coward abandoned by Li Wanqing... Yun Zhuo.
...
Following yesterday's agreement with Zhou Libin, Yun Zhuo arrived at the Principal's office, familiar with the way.
“You're here?”
In the past, Zhou Libin would have a stern Face every time he saw him, but since yesterday afternoon, his expression had softened.
Yun Zhuo nodded and got straight to the point. “I want a spear Martial Skill, and a Cultivation Technique that can refine psionic energy.”
“You brat, you don't even know how to say 'Hello Principal.' You just ask for things the moment we meet.”
Zhou Libin scolded him with a laugh, but he wasn't truly angry.
He raised his hand and pulled several silicon chips resembling memory cards from his bracelet, placing them one by one on the desk like betting chips.
He then asked, “Your War Princess's Lifebound Weapon is a long spear?”
“Yes, Principal.”
“Sigh, then there's no helping it. If it were saber or sword techniques, we still have two hidden Earth Rank Lower Grade ones. As for spear techniques, there's only the most basic Stance Step Flat Spear Style.”
He paused and said in a serious tone, “But don't look down on this basic spear technique. If you can practice it to mastery, it will definitely be enough within Level 20.
More importantly, if you can use it to lay a solid Foundation in spear techniques, learning any spear Martial Skill in the future will yield twice the result with half the effort.”
After saying that, he gently pushed one chip out from the row of silicon chips.
Yun Zhuo picked it up, glanced at it, and said, “What about the Cultivation Technique?”
“Cultivation Technique?” Zhou Libin shook his head, his tone becoming a bit solemn. “Biting off more than you can chew is no good. Within this month, if you can practice the Stance Step Flat Spear Style to the Mastery Realm, you'll already be exceptionally gifted.”
He then added, “Besides, you don't have any Martial Skills to use it with right now. Having psionic energy alone is useless.”
Yun Zhuo nodded. “Then exchange it for a movement technique.”
“Movement technique?”
“Yeah, for when I need to run.”
Zhou Libin smiled slightly, a hint of praise in his eyes. “'To desire success, one must consider failure; thus, one can be victorious in a hundred battles.' No one taught you, yet you were able to realize this on your own. Very good.”
After speaking, he scanned the silicon chips on the table and pushed out another one, saying, “This one, the Stance Step Active Body Style. Although it's also the most basic thing, it's the most practical of all introductory movement techniques and can make your Foundation even more solid.
Most importantly, you don't have much time right now, and these two sets of Martial Skills share the same origin. You can practice them together to save time.
As for running away, when that time truly comes, for a War Spirit Master, even the fastest movement technique isn't as fast as their own War Princess's first form.
When the time comes, can't you just ride her to escape?”
“Principal, I'm not well-educated, so don't lie to me.”
Zhou Libin glared at him and said, “All the Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills our school can offer are right here. If you don't believe me, pick for yourself.”
Of course Yun Zhuo was going to pick. Many people lose out because they can't let go of Face, only to wake up in the middle of the night and slap themselves in regret.
But after picking through them, he finally discovered that among these Martial Skills, there really wasn't anything better than what Zhou Libin had chosen for him.
This made him a bit confused. Why did Zhou Libin suddenly change his nature and become so good to him?