“What a match! Back-and-forth action!”
“You’re actually watching? Not ogling Senior Brother Su?”
“No way. No way—no way?”
“Guess!”
The fights were fun, but pretty girls got more attention.
Su Yan was enjoying the matches, not knowing that many of the female students were secretly watching him.
Gu Yanran noticed this. Her eyebrow twitched in annoyance.
Should she walk over to him now? Would people think she was just another fangirl?
“No—this is for my sister. And for fairness.”
She took a deep breath and stepped down from the stands. The area was crowded because a match was going on. She had to push her way through.
“Hey! Who stepped on my foot?”
“What’s with the bouncing—balloons?”
“Stop pushing! Can’t you see there’s no space?”
She shot them a cold glare. One guy saw her fancy robe, felt her strong aura, and quickly moved aside.
She finally reached Su Yan.
Compared to the crowd, Su Yan had space around him—he was like a famous flower from a tall mountain. People admired from afar but didn’t dare get close.
He was focused on the match when he noticed a shadow. He turned, confused.
“Who are you?”
She had dark hair held up with a jade pin. She was very beautiful and graceful.
But Su Yan’s eyes didn’t stay on her face—they dropped to her chest.
It wasn’t on purpose—he wasn’t trying to be rude.
But her chest moved so clearly with every breath, it was hard not to notice.
Her curves pushed against her robe, and with that cold face, she gave off a scary feeling.
“Why are you staring? Is sothing wrong with ?”
She looked confused. She had co to question him about her sister, but now he was staring so openly—it made her blush.
She felt his eyes on her and suddenly felt strange, like it was her first ti being looked at like this.
She touched her face, unsure what he was seeing.
When she raised her arm, her chest looked even fuller.
This strong, curvy Senior Sister—he had never seen anyone like her.
He finally looked up at her face. She looked cool and serious, but her cheeks were red.
She spoke first.
“Junior Brother Su, stop while you're ahead. You're ssing things up—for everyone.”
He blinked, confused.
She continued, “Don’t play dumb. I saw what you did.”
“Huh?”
He had no idea what she ant. What did she see?
She got angry—her sister’s match was about to start.
“You paid off the judges, didn’t you? You made your Junior Sister stronger even when she was losing.”
Cultivation had many tricks—lots of secret powers to boost strength. That must be her special move.
Ohhh, that’s it!
Suddenly, Su Yan understood—he was being blad for nothing!
He didn’t think the match would be that intense. His Junior Sister almost lost.
But when fighters are close in skill, the main character never loses. In tough spots, they rember sothing, get inspired, and power up. That’s exactly what she did—it was normal story stuff.
This Senior Sister didn’t understand how main characters work.
He was about to explain—but then the system interrupted him.
[Option 1: Admit it: “Yeah, I cheated—so what? Got proof? Don’t yap!” (Reward: Low-Grade Artifact, Fire-Leaving Shield)]
[Option 2: Deny: “I didn’t cheat—don’t fra ! Lies have consequences!” (Reward: Low-Grade Artifact, Random Blade)]
[Option 3: Clear things up with the brainless busty Senior Sister, end her misunderstanding. (Reward: Body-Moistening Pill)]
Scanning them, he froze—stingiest rewards ever.The saying goes, “Big reward, big risk”—but this wasn’t risky. She’d just get mad, that’s all.
Still…
Su Yan looked at option three. That one felt like a personal attack. The system even called her a “brainless busty,” and that pill na?
Nope, he was done!
Ti to be a good guy—no teasing.
“You’re getting it wrong. Think about it—bribe the judges? Maybe. But the elders too? That would cost more than so high-level treasure. And she’s from Tian Shui Peak—being famous cos with a price.”
The girl paused. Maybe she was wrong. She blushed. “Sorry, I ssed up.”
“No worries,” he smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
To be clear: he just wanted to chat. He wasn’t flirting because of her looks or because she was easy to fool. He wasn’t trying anything shady.
“So, Senior Sister… with your, um, body… ever feel heavy? Can you even see your toes?”
“W-what…?”
Her face turned red. Why would he ask that?
He quickly changed the topic—normal stuff like her hobbies, where she was from, her na.
She really liked it. This Junior Brother Su? He was calm, polite, and had such a nice voice. She could listen to him all day.
…
Behind every great girl is a great guy. You can only go so far alone—having help changes everything.
Lin Qingyue understood now. “There’s always soone better” was real. This was just the rookie round, and she’d already t strong fighters.
“My training ti is short, but their skills? They’re really good.”
Fighting these disciples taught her a lot.
Each one gave their all with their best move. If not for her Senior Brother watching, she might have lost.
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