Waste Superpower? I Can Become Stronger Just By Breathing

Looking through other exercises?

Many freshmen looked at each other in confusion after hearing this, and even the faces of the instructors showed confusion. They couldn't understand how this thing could be used as a reward for the leader?

You know, the people staying here now, including Sugu, are all freshmen who have just entered school.

They have just acquired their own skills. The most important thing now is to understand the skills thoroughly and become familiar with them.

Allowing him to read other exercises collected by the school may sound like an unimaginable reward, but for a new student who has just entered the Searching for Me Realm, it is more like tasteless food and a pity to throw away. Not to mention that it will not bring any improvement to the students, if people with insufficient talent browse through it randomly, they may confuse the daily circulation route of the exercises that are finally engraved in the body.

It can be said that this thing is harmful but useless. Why should this be given to the leader of this year's freshman competition?

Many people with a keen political sense are already thinking about this matter silently in their minds. When these people's eyes glanced at the several school directors behind Xiang Chengzi, they suddenly understood something, and it suddenly dawned on them.

Sugu's edge has been too strong this year. Someone in the top management must be hoping to suppress him. So after this pile of generous rewards, I specially added this one.

After figuring this out, they looked at Sugu again. I saw that his head was slightly lowered at the moment, and the expression on his face was obscured by the scattered hair.

"I guess this kid is feeling upset because of this incident."

Seeing this, some of the freshmen immediately had a smile on their lips, with a look of gloating on their faces.

There are two kinds of people in this world who are the most hated, one is the person around you who is a little better than you, and the other is the stranger who is much better than you.

And Sugu obviously belongs to the latter.

Even if he didn't do anything evil, many students in the same grade who were far behind him would be happy for this freshman martial arts leader who surpassed all others to suffer defeat.

"Ah."

Among the several school directors, the woman in gorgeous clothes let out a breath.

It was an idea she came up with while chatting with Instructor Lan Qing to replace the one hundred Enlightenment Pills originally planned for Sugu to increase the speed of learning combat skills with looking at the school's exercises.

Now looking at Sugu's slightly lowered head, she felt relieved. If Nariko really asked that bastard that his life was going too smoothly, she would really feel uncomfortable.

"Anyway, the first few awards given to you are enough to stop others' mouths." She thought with a slight snort.

But just as these people were staring at Sugu's figure, their thoughts were wandering.

With his own efforts, Sugu finally suppressed the crazy raised corners of his mouth without being seen by others. It was okay, and his expression was managed very successfully.

"My "Wanxiang Tianyuan Gong" has not been completely perfected. What I lack most now is the jade from other mountains."

"Looking through other exercises...this unexpected prize just solved my urgent need!"

Sugu raised his lowered head again. Among the crowd, he caught sight of Lan Qing, an old man with a kind face, winking at him.

It seemed that he was behind this incident. No wonder, there are no such coincidences in this world. If this prize is proposed alone, it would be too abrupt, and 80% of the time it will be rejected by the school board if you mention it directly.

Presuming that they would pass in the end, the old man and Nariko asked the principal to worry about it.

Feeling the kindness radiated by the other party, Sugu felt warm in his heart, and he said silently in his heart: "Thank you."

Nariko asked that all the prizes distributed by the school to Sugu had been discussed. The next step was to see if Sugu had a master-disciple relationship with the instructors.

But when he glanced around, the instructors of Xingkong Martial Arts University had hungry eyes. I secretly said something bad, and then quickly added this sentence:

"Please also ask the instructors who want to recruit students to pay attention to their etiquette and demeanor. Our Starry Sky Martial Arts University is a serious university, and it is not allowed to force students to become teachers."

But it's too late.

Those instructors could no longer hold back any longer. They could no longer satisfy them by inviting Sugu from a distance. Someone directly used body and combat skills to appear next to Sugu.

"Sugu, please follow me. I promise that I will fight for whatever martial arts resources you want in the future."

"Sugu, don't listen to him. I can give you whatever he can! And I have a granddaughter in her prime who is just right for you!"

"A bunch of old guys are so shameless and are using all kinds of seduction. Sugu, look at me. Don't you think that following a beautiful mentor will make your life a lot more comfortable in the next four years?"

"Look at me, I can do anything."

...

With this year's incredible awards, Sugu will definitely not be short of martial arts qualifications during this period. It would be difficult to attract him by directly proposing material conditions.

As a result, these mentors began to move to lower moral levels and began to drag themselves down.

Those ordinary students looked at the mentors who were not necessarily jealous of them when they begged to be their disciples, and now they were licking their dogs around Sugu. Such a strong sense of contrast made the corners of their mouths twitch and their minds wander in a myriad of ways.

Damn it, how can the gap between people be so big?

Sugu was pushed around by the turbulent flow of people. Seeing more and more school tutors gathering around him, a wry smile appeared on his face.

Just when he was thinking about what kind of words to use to refuse, so as not to offend people as much as possible.

An old but steady voice sounded.

"Sugu, are you willing to join my sect and study martial arts with me?"

Lan Qing walked slowly towards Sugu's direction.

As soon as his words came out, there seemed to be a kind of magic. The mentors who were surrounding Sugu just now, fighting for him, took the initiative to make way.

The instructors looked at Lan Qing and then Sugu in surprise. A wry smile appeared on their lips and they took the initiative to withdraw from the competition.

What Lan Qing could give Sugu was much more than what they could give. Not to mention the resources he has at Xingwu University, let’s talk about the two students present. General Yin is a federal general and Cheng Ziwen is the president of Xingwu University.

Just talking about these two connections, ordinary mentors like them can't compare, so why bother to stay here and humiliate themselves.

Those students who were still here, including Feng Yan, all looked surprised.

Lan Qing, as the treasure-level instructor of Xingkong Martial Arts University, said about twenty years ago that he would no longer accept any disciples. I didn't expect to see him making an exception today.

"As expected of Brother Su." Feng Yan murmured.

Lan Qing stared at Sugu quietly and said slowly:

"I once said that as I got older, I would close the door and never accept any more disciples. But I have to say that you are so outstanding that I couldn't help but have this idea."

"Don't worry, this is just an invitation from an old man who wants to see you. No conditions will be attached. You are an excellent warrior and have a good heart. I will help you no matter what you do."

After hearing these words, Sugu looked silent. Those things were naturally seen by the old man, things about his martial arts.

The other party directly stated that no matter what the outcome of this time, he would help him continue to cover up. If this helped him eliminate his worries, he would be grateful.

For a moment, he almost really wanted to agree to this, the old man who had helped him.

But the slightest flutter in my heart was quickly suppressed by reason.

"I'm sorry, old man. Studying with a teacher is not suitable for me. I have been in college for four years and want to practice asceticism alone."