Martial God: Grinding from Mortal Flesh to Immortality Chapter 36 Rejection, Principal’s List!

Bullying the weak while fearing the strong is perhaps the truest reflection of most people’s nature.

Yang ng lost to Mu Bing ti and again, and to secure his future, he had no choice but to beco Zhao Jiadi’s lackey.

He couldn’t afford to offend either of these two, but the anger in his heart... needed an outlet.

In the end, Lu Sheng beca Yang ng’s target.

Clearly, Lu Sheng did nothing wrong; he just chose to surrender when he knew he couldn’t win and refused when Yang ng asked him to switch paths.

Yet such trivial matters, coupled with Yang ng’s psychological distortion, gradually turned into resentnt towards Lu Sheng.

"Outrageous!"

However, before Lu Sheng could speak, Gao Feng on the podium shouted loudly.

"This is a classroom! It’s not a place for Yang ng to act violently!"

"The midterm exams are over. What exactly do you want, Yang ng?"

Hearing Gao Feng’s words, Yang ng’s face turned even uglier. His chanical hands clenched tightly, perhaps due to the boundless anger in his heart. The chanical hands trembled slightly, with a faint red light flickering inside them.

"Lu Sheng..."

Yang ng gritted his teeth and harbored even stronger resentnt towards Lu Sheng.

Clearly, Gao Feng used to speak to him gently, but now he was scolding him.

People with a distorted mindset never consider whether others’ attitudes towards them are due to their own actions. They always bla others.

Right now, Yang ng was thinking that all of this was because of Lu Sheng!

Even though he was filled with resentnt towards Lu Sheng, Yang ng didn’t have the courage to bring up the challenge in front of Gao Feng.

Because of this, the students in the Martial Artist camp around him looked at Yang ng with increasing disdain, and even the people in the chanical Transforr camp regarded Yang ng with more contempt.

"Hehe, Lu Sheng, are you interested in switching to the path of chanical Transforr? I can sponsor you just like I did for Yang ng, how about that?"

At this point, a soft laugh echoed in the classroom.

From his seat, Zhao Jiadi supported his chin with one hand, smiling mischievously at Lu Sheng.

Upon hearing this, the Martial Artist camp students’ expressions changed, and they quickly looked at Lu Sheng. They had barely gained a figure like Lu Sheng in their camp.

If he switched to the chanical Transforr camp like Yang ng, wouldn’t they beco a laughingstock?

Even Gao Feng on the podium felt his heart skip a beat, looking at Lu Sheng with intense worry.

Yang ng’s shadow once again lood over Gao Feng’s heart at this mont.

But quickly, Lu Sheng smiled faintly at Zhao Jiadi: "Thank you for your offer, Zhao Gongzi, but... I still prefer the ways of the Martial Artist."

On hearing this, the Martial Artist students and Gao Feng all breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Jiadi’s smile remained unchanged. He shrugged and said, still smiling, "Alright then, I won’t force you. But if you ever change your mind, you can co find ."

That said, Zhao Jiadi withdrew his gaze.

Lu Sheng looked deeply at Zhao Jiadi, then inwardly scoffed.

With his proficiency in Basic chanical Prosthetic Maintenance at level five, Lu Sheng naturally saw that Yang ng’s chanical prosthetics were extrely unstable; maybe nothing would go wrong in a virtual arena, but...

Earlier, when Yang ng’s mood fluctuated greatly, Lu Sheng could feel the energy within the chanical prosthetic becoming erratic.

And these chanical prosthetics were all provided by Zhao Jiadi’s family’s company. To be blunt, Yang ng was just used as a test subject.

If he agreed, he’d end up just like Yang ng.

Although Yang ng seed fine at present, if the issues with the chanical prosthetics weren’t resolved, there would definitely be major problems in the future.

However, Lu Sheng couldn’t be bothered to point all this out.

As this wave of tension dissipated, the midterm exams ca to an end. The sorting process was up to the three ntoring teachers, and the other students were free to leave.

Leaving the multifunctional hall, after greeting so excited Martial Artist students, Lu Sheng walked on the road with a sowhat helpless expression.

"I didn’t expect to end up being resented by Yang ng. I just wanted to focus on mastering my skills! This situation is really troubleso..."

Lu Sheng shook his head. Despite so helplessness, he didn’t take Yang ng’s resentnt to heart.

With the system panel, he knew he would surpass Yang ng sooner or later. Yang ng... was just a guy whose potential had run dry.

Not worth paying attention to.

With that thought, Lu Sheng headed towards the maintenance workshop. Since the ntoring teachers were discussing the distribution of resources, Gao Feng wouldn’t be available to guide his practice today.

...

At the sa ti, in an office at Yucai High School, Jiang He sat in a chair, his gaze fixed on the midterm exam rankings for the Elite Class.

In Jiang He’s hand, he held a list with the nas of Mu Bing and Zhao Jiadi on it, with only one spot remaining.

It was this last spot that made Jiang He hesitate.

His finger hovered over the midterm rankings.

Yang ng, originally ranked third, was directly ignored by Jiang He. As the principal of Yucai High School and a powerful Transcendent, he had a keen eye.

A person like Yang ng, who abandoned his own advantages to switch to the path of chanical Transforr, naturally couldn’t catch Jiang He’s interest.

In the end, Jiang He’s gaze fell to the position below Yang ng.

"Lu Sheng? A Martial Artist..."

Jiang He looked at Lu Sheng’s na, pondering for a long while before opening his personal terminal and checking Lu Sheng’s profile.

"70 Qi Blood, still a bit lacking, but he hasn’t reached his limit yet since he hasn’t broken through..."

"This kid’s combat experience and instincts are pretty good too..."

Jiang He mumbled, deep in thought.

Monts later, a determined look flashed across Jiang He’s face.

"Alright, this kid it is!"

Jiang He said, finally picking up the pen and writing Lu Sheng’s na in the final spot on the list.

Looking at the list before him, Jiang He recorded it into the computer, then sent it to the three ntoring teachers of the Elite Class.

Monts later, the three teachers discussing the distribution of resources in the classroom received Jiang He’s ssage simultaneously.

"Looks like the principal has made his decision. Shall we take a look together?"

The Cultivator System ntor, Yang Fan, said to Gao Feng and the other teacher with a smile.