Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 93: Three Days Become One, The Challenge Ends Early,

Next, several similar incidents happened in succession.

So freshn who hadn’t planned to challenge Lin Ping’an attempted to take advantage of the situation by getting on the stage, only to be severely injured with a single punch and sent to the infirmary.

Because of this, several freshn won by default.

Those unfortunate ones lost their villa living rights.

Originally intending to take advantage of others, they were instead taken advantage of by others.

This could be considered a different kind of karma!

On the high platform, witnessing such unexpected events, even the usually composed academy leaders couldn’t help but scratch their heads.

"Hmmm... What are these youngsters thinking? Without an official challenge, even if they win on stage, what does it achieve? Moreover, they ended up giving away their points voluntarily."

"Interesting! Truly interesting! Hopefully, this experience will teach them a lesson."

"Speaking of which, who can teach that kid Lin Ping’an a lesson? He seems a bit too arrogant now, as if he disregards everything. It’s unhealthy to remain this unchallenged!"

"Indeed! If there’s an opportunity, let’s give him so chances for refinent! Let the kid understand there’s always soone better."

"At Third Grade Peak, he’s about to break through to the Middle Grade Realm. The academy can’t pressure him unless..."

"You an... calling out those kids from Beast Suppression City? Impossible! The gap is too vast! Let’s wait, it’s not the ti yet."

"..."

anwhile, Lin Ping’an smoothly returned to Villa No. 1 and resud his cultivation mode.

This swift and decisive approach, though revealing so of his strength, spared him from constant challenges over the next two days and relieved much trouble from both freshn and sophomores.

In any case, his reputation was established, the harsh ans employed, and now he could take a break for a while.

Things would quiet down considerably, allowing more developnt ti.

Preemptively cutting ties with potential entanglents was also satisfying; Lin Ping’an preferred researching alone.

No need to deal with trivial social interactions or waste ti on others.

As ti passed, the villa challenges in the central square drew to an end.

Originally supposed to last three days, Lin Ping’an’s actions concluded it in a single day.

On the stage, two freshn were locked in fierce combat.

But offstage, no freshn or sophomores paid attention.

At this mont, they were still discussing amongst themselves, the topic centered on the person who had already left the scene.

So people, even in their absence, continue to have their legends passed around.

To the students of Great Xia Academy, Lin Ping’an was precisely such a figure.

"I found it! Finally, I figured out why Lin Ping’an’s cultivation is so fast."

"Quick, tell us! Don’t keep us in suspense! Enough with the riddles, out with it!"

"Hehehe! The reason is this! The Yellow Level Technique ’Painful Demon Body.’ As long as one can endure the pain, cultivation below Third Grade is smooth, with the speed of cultivation increasing geotrically each ti."

"Wow! That fierce, huh? I’ve got to check it out! Damn, you miss a lot by not following online news continuously!"

"When training and hunting exotic beasts on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races a while ago, plenty of good stuff was missed."

"This technique is almost becoming the cultivation thod of the masses, and I just found out. I’m really lagging!"

"Practice, practice, practice! I must practice! If Lin Ping’an got strong using it, so can I. After surpassing him, I’ll challenge him and avenge today’s sha."

"Speaking of Lin Ping’an, there’s another technique related to him! It’s the ’Stealth Technique’ he invented, used to hide Qi Blood, which is why we never realized his true strength all this ti."

"Buy, buy, buy! Study, study, study! Whatever Lin Ping’an trains in, we train in too. Sa technique, can’t believe we won’t catch up to him."

"By the way, considering Lin Ping’an’s current strength, it’s understandable that Chairman Su Die would chase after him. She probably knew his strength ages ago."

"Girl chasing boy, just a thin layer of gauze. Who’d have thought the academy goddess, Sister Die, would beco a fangirl one day."

"..."

As they talked, the conversation gradually veered into relationship gossip.

From ti to ti, odd glances were cast towards the involved party in the distance.

At this mont, by the arena, Su Die looked at the dwindling list of upcoming match nas, inexplicably feeling a headache.

Never would she have guessed Lin Ping’an would stir up such unexpected trouble.

Every year, the three-day arena challenge got ssed up in her first sester of managing the student council.

Concluding in one day, how absurd!

Great Xia Academy had never encountered such a scenario in its history, and she just happened to cross paths with it.

Feeling ntally exhausted!

Desperate to lie down and give up!

As a Third Grade Peak Martial Artist, Su Die was also highly perceptive, and as glances grew frequent, she sensed sothing amiss.

Raising her head, she surveyed the surroundings, noticing the peculiar looks from freshn and sophomores and feeling a bad premonition creeping in.

What exactly is going on?

Why are those guys looking at like that?

Being straightforward in nature, she decided to directly ask soone for clarification!

Two breaths later, she walked over to a familiar student council friend and asked bluntly.

"Yanran, what’s up with those guys? Why do they keep sneaking glances at ? Did sothing happen recently?"

Hearing the question, her friend Liu Yanran was montarily stunned, then smirked mischievously, amused by the situation.

"Hahaha... Xiaodie’Er, you didn’t know? I thought you already did!"

Su Die’s face darkened slightly, speaking through her teeth.

"What do you an I didn’t know? Stop being cryptic, or I won’t be able to resist hitting you!"

Undaunted by the threat, Liu Yanran grinned and teasingly suggested, "I recomnd checking the campus network for news; it’s more detailed there."

Su Die furrowed her brows, her bad feeling growing stronger.

"Campus network? News?"

Speaking aloud, she took out her phone to quickly log in and check.

Upon entering the platform, she imdiately saw the top trending article on the forum.

"Campus Love-Struck Girl Appears at Villa Entrance Cursing, Real Identity Turns Out To Be..."

Su Die: "???"

A click led her to the post.

The photo of her pounding on a door and shouting appeared.

At the sa ti.

Beside her stood Liu Yanran, gleefully stirring the pot with words.

"Exactly! Now the whole campus is talking about Student Council Chairman Su Die chasing after the new academy cutie Lin Ping’an."

"Those over there are likely discussing the gossip! And the topic might even involve you!"

A mont later.

Su Die clenched her hand, crushing the phone, speaking through gritted teeth, with a sinister tone.

"Song! Changkong! That damn bastard! He’s courting death!"

At the sa ti.

On the arena’s other side, Song Changkong sighed over no longer being able to capitalize on the situation, when suddenly he felt a chill, sensing imminent disaster.

He turned his head, spotting Su Die at a distance, along with her cunning friend Liu Yanran.

Taking a closer look, he gasped in shock.

"Things are bad! Chairman Su knows! Ti to escape! Best hide on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races for a while."

With those words, his figure disappeared into the crowd, leaving no trace.