157: Chapter 157 An SSS-level Ability Surpassing the Principal?

Although Senior Ji Youyou certainly had not used her full strength—after all, this was just a daily scuffle in Class F, not a life-or-death battle—being able to remain completely unscathed under her storm-like offensive, and not even having a corner of his clothes touched by the poison gas, was remarkable.

"You..."

Senior Ji Youyou looked at Jiang You's eyes, which were still glowing with a faint blue light, her voice somewhat dry.

"You can see through my moves?"

Jiang You had just emerged from that mysterious state. Looking at the mess on the floor and the panting Senior Ji Youyou, he blinked innocently.

"I'm not sure either."

"It just felt like your movements were really slow just now..."

"Senior, you weren't just deliberately using slow motion to tease me, were you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the onlookers who had been watching the show instantly changed.

Gou Fugui, ignoring the footprint on his chest, pushed up his cracked glasses and stared fixedly at Jiang You's eyes, his voice becoming shrill from excessive excitement:

"Slow motion? Seeing through moves?"

"Why does that sound so familiar? Isn't this Principal Pang Ban's signature move?"

"The SS-rank mental-type Supernatural Ability, [Universal Deconstruction]!"

With that shout from Gou Fugui, everyone present was suddenly enlightened. In their minds, the figure of Principal Pang Ban—who was always acting cool and always getting his face slapped, yet whose strength was undoubtedly formidable—emerged.

Everyone knew that the reason Principal Pang could firmly hold the position of Principal of Magic City Martial Arts University, besides his Tier 5 Grandmaster cultivation, was his core reliance: those eyes that could see through an opponent's weaknesses and predict attack trajectories!

It was known as "Absolute Prediction," invincible among those of the same rank!

"No! It's not just Universal Deconstruction!"

Xiang Batian slapped his thigh hard, his muscles trembling. He pointed at the large, unrepaired hole in the ceiling, then pointed at Jiang You's eyes, which were still glowing with a faint blue light, and analyzed with a fanatical look:

"The Principal's eyes can only see, they can't attack!"

"But Brother Jiang's eyes... that light beam just now melted reinforced concrete directly!"

"What does this mean? It means his eyes not only possess the [Prediction] function, but also carry a terrifying [Destruction] attribute!"

Bai Zimo, who had been silent on the side, poked his head out of his sleeping bag at this moment and added a sharp, quiet comment:

"Don't forget... there's also the [High-Definition Perspective] function that made Senior Ji Youyou lose her composure."

"Combining prediction, destruction, and perspective into one..."

Bai Zimo pushed up his glasses and gave the final conclusion:

"If the Principal's Supernatural Ability is SS-rank..."

"Then this one of Jiang You's... could it be SSS-rank?"

Boom!

Once this conclusion was reached, Class F completely exploded.

Everyone looked at Jiang You with the eyes of someone staring at a "walking human cheat code."

A Supernatural Ability stronger than the Principal's?

Was this still that salted fish who only knew how to snatch chicken legs in the cafeteria every day?

"So that's it..."

Lu Xingye held his sword, took a deep breath, and revealed a mysterious expression that said, "As I expected."

"No wonder he always looks like he hasn't woken up."

"Arch-rival, oh arch-rival, you really hid yourself deep!"

Meanwhile, Senior Ji Youyou, at the center of the storm, stood there blankly.

She listened to the analysis of the surrounding students and looked at Jiang You, who was wearing an "innocent and sincere" expression in front of her.

"Is everything about me... transparent in his eyes?"

In Senior Ji Youyou's mind, the phrase "I saw a flash of purple" involuntarily surfaced again.

Senior Ji Youyou's face turned bright red instantly, so red it looked like it was about to drip blood.

She looked at Jiang You's eyes, which still appeared somewhat dazed, and felt that they contained endless hidden meaning and teasing.

"You... you..."

Senior Ji Youyou bit her red lips and stomped her foot hard, leaving a shallow mark on the ground with her unshod foot.

"This time... you're lucky!"

"Since your eyes are so powerful, when we go to the Hundred Schools League, you'll be responsible for being the human radar!"

"If you drop the ball then..."

Senior Ji Youyou glared at Jiang You fiercely, but the look seemed more like a coy, coquettish reprimand:

"I'll dig out those eyes of yours and stomp on them like light bulbs!"

After saying this, this big sister of Class F, who was usually known as the "Poison Widow" and made countless boys tremble with fear, actually covered her burning cheeks with both hands in full view of everyone, and like a young bride who had been teased, turned around... and fled in a panic!

Watching Senior Ji Youyou's slightly disheveled yet panicked back, the members of Class F exchanged glances once more.

Lu Xingye let out a long sigh, his tone filled with thirty percent admiration and seventy percent bitterness:

"Did you see that?"

"This is called absolute suppression."

"Not only crushing in terms of strength, but also conquering in spirit."

"Captain Jiang not only saw through Senior's moves, but also saw through Senior's heart."

Gou Fugui rubbed his chest, climbed up from the ground, and said with emotion:

"Is this the gold content of an SSS-rank Supernatural Ability?"

"Even hitting on girls comes with a dimension-reduction strike effect."

"Learned it, really learned it."

Meanwhile, Jiang You, who was being worshipped by everyone, was currently slumped on the sofa. He watched Senior Ji Youyou's departing figure and rubbed his eyes, which were still heating up.

"Phew..."

"That scared me to death..."

"But..."

"This prediction cheat that can see through movements..."

"It seems quite useful?"

"If I play Rock-Paper-Scissors in the future, wouldn't I be invincible?"

With Senior Ji Youyou's "ashamed and angry exit," this farce about the awakening of a Supernatural Ability finally came to a temporary end.

Jiang You slumped on the sofa, rubbing his still aching temples. Although the "bullet time" visual experience just now was cool, it was truly mentally exhausting.

"Um... brothers."

Jiang You waved his hand weakly, looking as if his body had been hollowed out:

"That big move just now was a bit intense, and I feel like my brain has been stuffed with paste."

"I need to go upstairs to catch up on sleep... ah no, I mean go into deep meditation to restore my mental energy."

"You guys keep practicing, call me if anything happens when it's time to eat."

After saying this, Jiang You didn't wait for everyone to react; dragging his flip-flops, he wobbled his way up to the second-floor dormitory.

Regarding Jiang You's weak appearance, everyone didn't make any sarcastic remarks this time.

Lu Xingye watched Jiang You's somewhat hunched back and nodded, his tone rarely serious:

"It's to be expected."

"A pupil technique of that level must consume an astronomical amount of spiritual power and blood energy."

"For him to hold on until now without fainting, his mental power is already monstrous."

Gou Fugui also chimed in:

"Yeah, the energy that burst out in that instant just now almost blew up my energy-measuring device."

"Brother Jiang has really hurt his vitality this time; he needs to rest well."

Watching Jiang You's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, the hall fell into a brief silence once again.

However, only three seconds later, a strange and restless atmosphere suddenly spread among this group of "hardworking elites" in Class F.

Everyone's gaze turned simultaneously to the old sofa where Jiang You had just been slumped. That sofa, which had been pressed into a human-shaped indentation and even had a few potato chip crumbs remaining on it.

"Um..."

Lu Xingye suddenly coughed, put away the sword in his hand, and said nonchalantly:

"I'm also a bit tired; this kind of high-intensity mental tension is indeed not very conducive to cultivation."

After saying this, he strode forward, walking towards that sofa with an extremely rapid yet elegant posture.