Following the conclusion of the previous match, Chu Rui once again set out to interview the guy who had persevered to the end, left with only a sliver of breath. Unfortunately, although he was eager to stand out, his injuries were simply too severe. Just two questions in, he fainted on the spot and was taken directly to the hospital. Despite his victory, he missed the opportunity to compete in the next round.
It has to be said that the competitions are extrely brutal, essentially one after another, and if you're too exhausted from the previous match, there's just no way to keep going in the next.
Even though the Academy deliberately arranged interview activities to give everyone enough rest, it was still in vain. Energy can be restored easily, but physical injuries and consud spirits, fatigued souls, cannot be recovered in a short ti.
Seeing the other party had passed out, Chu Rui returned to the stands, but this ti she sat between Xin Yun and Ming Xuan, posing more questions to Ming Xuan.
Looking at the petite and adorable girl in front of him, Xin Yun couldn't help but furrow his brow. He hadn't thought much of her at first, but the more he looked, the more vaguely familiar she seed, yet upon closer inspection, she seed completely foreign to him.
"Hmm..." Lost in thought, a sudden cough erupted from beside him. Startled, he turned and saw Po Kong sitting there, frowning, glancing over occasionally. Clearly, though, his gaze leapt over Xin Yun and was fixed on Chu Rui.
Seeing Po Kong's deanor, Xin Yun was taken aback, then it dawned on him... apparently, Po Kong had taken a liking to this girl. But wasn't he supposed to be a cultivation fanatic, indifferent to won?
Of course, Po Kong did have won later in life, even a wife and children... but that was after he beca one of the Nine Great Experts. After all... as the head of a clan, how could he not?
"Wait a second!" It struck Xin Yun as he frowned deeply, turning to look at Chu Rui. What was the na of Po Kong's wife in his past life again? No, it definitely wasn't Chu Rui, but everyone in the Academy was known to take on aliases, and the surna Chu never existed in this world!
As the number one expert of the previous era, Xin Yun knew quite a lot about Po Kong. His wife's na was Chu Xinlian, seemingly unrelated to Chu Rui, but thinking about it more, Chu versus Chu, Xinlian versus Rui, choosing the na Chu Rui made sense.
He examined the intelligent and endearing young girl in front of him, comparing her with the mory of Po Kong's wife in his last life, and indeed, while she had changed a lot, overall, they were undoubtedly the sa person. No wonder she had seed familiar just now, so it turned out to be her!
Xin Yun was known for his excellent mory, but the current Chu Rui was really very young, only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she clearly beca mature later, so she looked just like a young girl, whereas in his past life, Xin Yun first t Po Kong's wife when she already was a woman in her thirties.
Looking at the charming little girl before him, Xin Yun's eyes began to shine. It had been observed that the tougher and more barbaric a man was outside, the gentler he was at ho with his wife, the proverbial "henpecked husband," ek as a mouse in front of his wife.
The reason for this was not that the man was spineless, but because they knew how fierce they could be and how fragile their won were; they dared not harm them lightly. Hitting was out of the question, yelling too damaging to one's image, so they simply endured, appearing submissive out of an abundance of caution and cherish.
Then there were the despicable n who were pushovers outside but tyrants at ho, the so-called "dostic bullies." They'd angrily strike their wives upon a whim, berate them at will, acting formidable, but essentially venting the frustrations and humiliations they could not express outside. Such n are pitiable and detestable.
As for Po Kong, he clearly belonged to the forr group; domineering to the point of decimating cities and obliterating factions when crossed, leaving trails of blood in his wake. But once ho, he turned from a fierce tiger into an extraordinarily well-behaved kitty cat.
No need to ntion Po Kong's might; the strongest under the heavens were never gentle. Finding soone who could soften him was exceedingly difficult, but the saying goes, "Even the toughest have their tender monts," and Chu Xinlian just happened to be the woman who could turn Po Kong, the Vajra, into tender putty, a fascinating facet of life's ironies.
Indeed, Chu Rui's abilities went beyond that; the young girl had already shown exceptional talent. Out of the vast numbers at Mountain Sea Academy, she stood out, achieving the status of a journalist at the age of fourteen, conducting interviews with logic and poise – a clear sign of innate talent!
In his past life, Po Kong was an utter martial artist who cared little for family affairs, never really getting involved, it was always Chu Rui who acted on his behalf. If Po Kong was the clan's trump card, then Chu Rui was the true ruler behind the scenes.
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