After being angrily berated by Jiang Tai, most people who ca seeking help left, except for a young man in black traditional attire who remained on the spot. He kept staring at Jiang Tai from start to finish without saying a word.
"Sikong Liang, do you still need sothing?" Jiang Tai glanced at the man.
Honestly, after being in Shandong for so long, he still wasn’t sure if this person’s surna was Si or Sikong.
The young man nad Sikong Liang stared intently at him: "I know about your [mory], after the superpower erosion phenonon occurs, it makes you a bit deranged, so the blunt words you said earlier, I don’t bla you."
"You’re brain-dead due to overusing your superpowers."
"Even in such a state, you continue to uphold your mission and relate current events, bringing the sea demon disaster and the matter of Feng Yuji to light as a lesson for everyone."
"That’s comndable."
Sikong Liang then shifted the topic: "The issue I want to discuss is about the Genetic Tuning Potion."
Sikong Liang has a clean background, is diligent in cultivation, and hasn’t deviated in his thoughts, thus he is fortunate enough to be among the first batch in China to benefit from the Genetic Tuning Potion.
The Genetic Tuning Potion is divided into basic, interdiate, and advanced levels. It must be used step by step, starting from the basic level and progressing gradually.
The effects of the potion are not imdiate; it takes ten days to fully manifest after using all three potions.
Now, ten days have passed.
"Although my Inner Qi cultivation has only reached the Second Rank of Inner Qi, after being injected with the potion and undergoing genetic tuning, my overall attributes have greatly improved."
Sikong Liang said calmly, "You’ve done well in this position."
"But I believe I can do even better!"
"Only the strong have the right to stay by the [Prophet]’s side."
Su Qiangwei is sharp-tongued, Wu Di is rather reckless, and Qian Xixi often flaunts wealth unintentionally.
The problem children at Grass Hut Academy are as nurous as fish in the river, yet no one has ever been as detestable as Sikong Liang.
This guy really likes to call people "idiots."
Jiang Tai knows that this person isn’t inherently bad; he’s just sowhat lacking in manners.
According to Ma Ran, a guy like this just needs a good beating.
There’s no brat that can’t be fixed with one beating.
If one doesn’t work, then two will do.
"I agree with you."
Jiang Tai looked at Sikong Liang with a half-smile, cracking his knuckles: "No ti like the present, let’s do it today, right here, co on, let’s have a fight!"
Sikong Liang, headstrong as ever, cared not for the overwhelming confidence Jiang Tai displayed and nodded decisively: "Alright!"
Sparks flew!
Three minutes later.
Jiang Tai stretched lazily, looking refreshed: "After hard work, it’s nice to stretch your muscles."
Everyone for , and I for everyone.
A kind deed every day brings future rewards!
Sikong Liang, with a bruised face, struggled to get up from the sofa, his whole body trembling, unable to stand.
Finally realizing, as he looked at Jiang Tai, who bore not a single mark of injury, that the gap in strength, agility, endurance, and defensive capabilities between them wasn’t substantial, but in combat skills, it was as vast as the heavens and earth!
"Are all the first mbers of the Academy this terrifying?"
Sikong Liang began to doubt life.
From start to finish, except for the tis he got hit, he couldn’t touch Jiang Tai even once.
"Heh heh."
Jiang Tai chuckled, picking up the phone perched on the table: "Stool, have you got the person?"
He was the man often given tips directly by the Prophet!
Many Academy mbers thought he was purely administrative, with superpowers contributing almost nothing to combat, without realizing that his combat level was among the top tier of Academy mbers.
The voice of the young man ca through the microphone: "Don’t worry, I got them! The [Profound Immortal] Zhao Guanlan and [Yin Yang Master] Ogata Shitou are en route, they’ll arrive in two hours at most!"
"The commotion just now... soone challenged you to a duel foolishly again?"
Jiang Tai smiled: "They are very weak, not even thirty percent of your strength, just ignore him."
Lying limp on the sofa, Sikong Liang widened his eyes, full of resentnt: "Not even thirty percent of strength? I don’t believe it!"
He knew about the mber of the Grass Hut Academy known by the codena "Stool."
Currently only at the Second Rank of Inner Qi, without using the Genetic Tuning Potion, it’s said he’s awakened a humorous superpower to summon stools out of thin air.
"Stool" and "Knight" were renowned as the summoner duo.
A joker stronger than him?
Ridiculous!
Sikong Liang acknowledged Jiang Tai’s strength but refused to believe that every person at Grass Hut Academy was this formidable.
He’d made up his mind to seek out "Stool" for a duel once he recovered.
...
Two hours later.
Ma Ran raised an eyebrow: "Xiao Zhang, you hit too hard."
"That Sikong Liang, although a bit mouthy, isn’t bad at heart, sending him straight to the hospital is not good."
The young man with the codena "Stool" scratched his head and discretely stowed his folding chair, offering a shy smile: "He won’t hold a grudge, and besides, we’re helping him by giving a beating!"
"How about this, I’ll buy him so fruit and flowers later and go visit him."
Upon hearing this, Ma Ran nodded slightly, shifting his gaze towards a military off-road vehicle that had just parked.
A handso young man in a pink suit, wearing sunglasses, with his hair slicked back, opened the car door, stepping out before everyone.
Among the female mbers of Weihai Academy, many of them gazed at this person, eyes sparkling, looking as if they wished to devour him.
"Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan..."
Su Qiangwei sneered, her tone disdainful, whispering in Ma Ran’s ear, "Slick, pretty boy, not half as good-looking as you, these infatuated fools truly have twisted tastes!"
Ma Ran chuckled: "Don’t fan the flas."
Su Qiangwei’s lines had been used twice already when the Sword Master and Demon Child descended.
Falling for it a third ti would just be too fake.
The young girl huffed lightly: "This ti it’s genuine! I’m not fooling around! I truly believe you’re better than him!"
This Zhao Guanlan is overly flamboyant, the more I look at him, the more unpleasant he seems!
Looking at him, then back at Ma Ran, nodding inwardly, hmm! Ma Ran is way better!
Ma Ran nodded, patting her shoulder: "Alright, let’s go."
"These two are important guests and shouldn’t be neglected."
At this mont, [Yin Yang Master] Ogata Shitou got out of the car as well. Following behind [Profound Immortal] Zhao Guanlan, he didn’t say a word, playing the role of an obedient lackey.
Under the watchful gazes of the crowd, the Profound Immortal and Prophet finally t.
Zhao Guanlan rubbed his fingers, scanning Ma Ran from head to toe: "Your strength has increased again."
"Eighteenth Rank of Inner Qi... "
"Seems like, you don’t need my assistance anymore."
Ma Ran shook his head, speaking calmly: "I still need it."
"I’ve completed the frawork and details for the Nineteen Rank of Inner Qi, but there are still so hurdles where I need your inspiration."
Standing aside, Su Qiangwei didn’t intervene, unusually keeping silent, honestly playing the role of a quiet, decorative beauty.
And behind Ma Ran, "Stool" and Jiang Tai exchanged a glance, nodding slightly.
The Prophet and Profound Immortal were clearly not speaking for the first ti.
They got straight to the point, wasting no ti at all in conversation.
Ma Ran had prophesied the existence of "Feng Yuji" and the "sea demon disaster", helping Zhao Guanlan significantly.
Therefore, Zhao Guanlan’s repaynt now was to help deduce the Nineteen Rank of Inner Qi?
At the very least, that should be part of the compensation.
Zhao Guanlan is so handso that even fellow n feel annoyance upon first sight.
Yet he possesses a frankness that’s quite unexpected.
"For the deduction of the Nineteen Rank of Inner Qi, you’ve already done ninety-nine point nine percent of the work, my offering of so trivial inspiration doesn’t equate to settling the favor I owe you."
"I enjoy deception and thrive on taking resources from others, but..."
"I dislike owing people."
Zhao Guanlan said earnestly: "What you need now, is a peer of equal standing, isn’t it?"
"After resolving the matter in South Korea..."
"I will give it my all, and have a real duel with you!"
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