novelGood News & Bad News
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Translator: AtlasStudios Editor: AtlasStudios
Lu Shu's words instantly silenced everyone present. No one was angry, and no one challenged him to a duel.
One only asked calmly, "May I ask then, what class are you? Honestly, D is not much higher than us. A mere military achievement can readily promote us there. Since you are Chen Zuan's friend, I'm guessing you were there with him at the Salt Lake remains?"
Lu Shu nodded, "Yes, I was there."
There was nothing wrong with his answer. He really was there but as for his class... Zhong Yutang told him not to disclose it, so be it.
Xu Wenxin could hardly wait, "Let's fight."
Lu Shu hesitated, "Can you defeat Chen Zuan?"
"Yes. I defeated him before, " there was no arrogance on Xu Wenxin's beautiful little face, as if it was not something worth bragging about.
But Lu Shu turned to Chen Zuan, his expression shocked. Bro, you are one class higher than her yet you still lost?
Chen Zuan looked at the ceiling with his mouth shut tight.
Yet, it made Lu Shu start taking the girl seriously. Earlier, he was only impressed by her skills and her control over details during combat, but never had he expected that she could defeat Chen Zuan.
Though not excluding another possibility that Chen Zuan did not unleash his full potential as his opponent was a girl... Forget it, Lu Shu gave up on finding excuses for him.
However, even if you could win against Chen Zuan, you still couldn't fight me. Lu Shu was helpless, "We are really of different classes. It's pointless."
Others could not figure out why this fellow had so much confidence. Judging from his age, he was only a student, plus the fact that he was definitely not from the Heavenly Network. How could he be so free if he was really an ace from the Network?
Xu Wenxin insisted while eating the seeds, "You'll never know if you don't wanna fight!"
Another person said calmly, "Maybe your class is indeed very high, but I don't think there's any necessity to be so proud. Wenxin has never lost to a single person so far."
Lu Shu sighed, was it a trend now that people liked to pick fights with the bystanders? Without a choice, he raised his palms, "Do you want to know where I got my calluses from?"
Everybody trembled. Could it be he was trained in iron-palm? Or was it some other exclusive technique?
Xu Wenxin was interested, eager to know what Lu Shu was going to say next. She sat the closest to him, so she got the best view of his palms. The thick calluses on Lu Shu's hands were indeed clearly visible.
She had heard that experts in iron-palm would have...
Lu Shu sighed, "They're from my laundry duties."
Xu Wenxin was speechless.
So was Chen Zuan.
And everyone else.
Why would you suddenly think about the past?! This plot twist was so unexpected!
"From Xu Wenxin's..."
"From..."
Satisfied, Lu Shu thought that they were indeed a bunch of kids with immense potential.
At that moment, someone realized that Lu Shu was joking. One of them leaped onto the boxing ring, "I give you three breaths. Come up by yourself!"
Everyone turned to see how Lu Shu would respond.
Then, Lu Shu took a deep breath and started holding it.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes... How could they underestimate Lu Shu's current vital capacity? Ten minutes had passed, but he still remained unmoved and even smiled!
The rest were shocked, why was your breath so long?! He said three breaths but he certainly didn't mean it literally! If you can hold it for one hour, do we have to wait for three hours?!
The person in the ring was frustrated too. What kind of bloody opponent did he pick today?
"From Chen Zuan's distress, +666!"
"From Xu Wenxin's distress, +666..."
"From..."
Lu Shu was happy. Thanks Zuan bro for your rocket and thanks Wenxin sis for your yacht...
The one on stage could not stand waiting for him anymore. He jumped down the ring and flung a lance towards Lu Shu at incredible speeds!
Based on his accuracy, he was clearly well trained!
When the lance was about to hit Lu Shu's face, Xu Wenxin frowned and wanted to stop it herself. But before she could stand up, Lu Shu had already disappeared beside her.
They could only stare when Lu Shu caught the speeding lance single-handedly and hurled it back with a backhand action.
It was too fast. The lance was cast back at lightning fast speeds, much faster than the original throw.. Before that person could react, a sharp blast of wind scratched against his cheek and resulted in a giant hole in the wall behind him.
Yet, it was not the end. Looking through the huge cavity, the lance pierced through two more factory buildings before coming to a stop.
This strength... was indeed not of the same class!
Lu Shu grinned, "Who taught you lancing?"
The person's voice shook, "We were only experimenting. It's said to be a technique devised by a genius named Lu Shu. Suitable for Practitioners of Class C and below who can't wield a sword..."
"Oh, " Lu Shu was smug that he himself was known as a genius. He nodded, smiling, "I am Lu Shu."
His smile was exceptionally bright now, but at the same time it made everyone utterly powerless. The strength just now, was indeed Class C?!
"From Kang Dingding's distress, +666..."
"From..."
...
The young man at the gate of the factory building was lying leisurely on his sling chair. Although some people felt that the role of a security guard really devalued his ability as a Class D Metahuman, he did not think so at all. Anyway, his boss was paying him enough.
In the first place, the club itself needed Practitioners and Metahumans as a form of publicity. The boss wanted face, and he desired money and social status. Fair deal.
However, at that moment, a man in a black cloak descended from the sky. Upon landing, the dust around him was thrown into the air and radiated outwards.
The young man choked on the dust and started coughing badly, "Who the hell are you?!"
But once he opened his eyes, his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He stood up like a little quail, "How do you do, Your Heavenly Nie."
"Behave yourself, " with no intention of wasting his time with him, Nie Ting walked inside the factory.
Instantly, the young man behind him started sweating like a pig. He had his own reasons for not joining the Heavenly Network, not because of the neglect of the latter.
Nie Ting walked straight to the innermost venue. He looked at Lu Shu with composure on his handsome face, "Return to your assessment. Chen Zuan, join the assessment too. Hand over your belongings to the people in charge and Lu Shu will fill the rest in for you. Do not try to use your power."
After that, Nie Ting rose again to the sky and disappeared.
This time, Lu Shu was in real shock. The Heavenly King himself actually came in person to ask him to go back to his assessment?! And Chen Zuan was brought in too?!
Lu Shu himself would not believe it if one claimed that Nie Ting did not pay special attention to him! What on Earth was going on!
Lu Shu cast a sympathetic look at Chen Zuan, haha the poor boy...
Honestly speaking, Lu Shu did not feel that guilty. Grinning, he asked Chen Zuan who was still in deep shock, "I have a good news and a bad news. Which one first?"
"Bad news..."
"You'll have to surrender your phone, wallet and everything else and keep yourself alive by yourself."
Chen Zuan wanted to grab more melon seeds while he still could, but Nie Ting's earlier warning made him stop.
Only a few people were not scared of Nie Ting.
"What's the good news?"
Lu Shu smiled, "Only geniuses with Class A aptitude are qualified for this assessment, meaning, they are giving you a chance."
In an instant, the air in the room froze. Everyone was stunned by the series of changes before their eyes. There was no horror, nor fear or anger. All emotions were vaporized the moment Nie Ting appeared. Now, all that was left was shock!
Who was this Lu Shu? He actually made Nie Ting personally come for him?!
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