Chapter 513: Chapter 513

Ji You sneakily lifted her eyelids, and inadvertently, her gaze collided with the youth’s pair of clear, cold eyes...

Ji You tugged at the corner of her mouth, smiling: "Hey——"

Youth in a soft voice: "Hello."

After exchanging polite greetings, both turned their heads away. The youth concentrated on looking at Zhang Si and Mu Jianling, while Ji You squatted in the corner, bowing her head to count her toes.

After counting again and again, there are only 10 toes.

Not counting anymore.

Ji You appeared utterly bored on the surface, but her heart was pricked by endless curiosity: What’s going on?

Here, the tension between Mu Jianling and Zhang Si which started from under-the-table moves, gradually escalated into outright self-deprecation in public.

Mu Jianling with a cold eye: "Here at the Military Academy, the place is small, always bustling and noisy, not suitable for cultivation."

Zhang Si smiled and said, "The bustle has its advantages, better than our endless farms at the Agricultural College where you can’t even find someone to chat with."

Mu Jianling: "Heh..."

A few seconds later, Zhang Si forced a smile on his face and continued, "The Agricultural College seems peaceful, but it can get rowdy too. Besides, our batch of chicken students are good at farming, but utterly hopeless in a fight. Not just the students’ Combat Power is weak, but not a single teacher is worth mentioning either, alas! So, the security is just not up to the mark."

Mu Jianling: "Oh— I think your Combat Power alone is enough."

Mu Jianling crossed her arms.

The fake smile hung on Zhang Si’s face.

The dead silence at the scene...

The pressure was very low.

Hiding in the corner, Ji You, shivering together with the hundreds of male, female, young, white, and gray rabbits...

The dual horrors of pressure were simply breath-taking.

Ji You stealthily noticed the quiet-looking youth standing behind Aunt Zhang, his fair and pretty face gradually turning pale...

This subtle change was soon noticed by Mu Jianling and Zhang Si, who were in the midst of their clash, as both simultaneously retracted their spiritual power.

The youth gasped lightly.

Ji You pretended not to notice these abnormalities, continuing to bow her head and silently count her toes.

Zhang Si suddenly laughed and said, "Fu Feng, go over there and play with peers your age. I have something to discuss with Teacher Mu."

Upon finishing her sentence, she raised her hand, pointing in Ji You’s direction, the message clear. The source of thɪs content is ⓝovelFire.net

The youth silently moved his feet, taking a few steps towards Ji You’s direction. Upon reaching Ji You’s side, he stopped, then slowly, ever so slowly, he squatted down.

The confrontation between Zhang Si and Mu Jianling evolved from self-deprecation to verbal sparring.

Mu Jianling said: "With the Agricultural College being such a mess, you, Zhang Si, should be the first to apologize."

Zhang Si scoffed coldly: "The Military Academy has indeed developed well in the past two years, but it’s all thanks to you being shameless."

Mu Jianling’s eyes were extremely cold: "Zhang Si, while standing on the grounds of Lanyue Star Military Academy, watch your tone."

Zhang Si raised an eyebrow, snorted lightly: "Wanna fight?"

Mu Jianling: "Don’t be ungrateful."

Zhang Si rolled up her sleeves, smilingly said: "Come at me!"

Mu Jianling squinted his eyes and suddenly drew a longsword from his Space Button—

With a swift shing sound, a dazzling white light flashed, and Mu Jianling stood with his sword, his pair of black eyes coldly looking towards Zhang Si.

Zhang Si was not to be outdone, his hand shot up suddenly, and a huge axe appeared out of thin air—

Zhang Si, holding the massive axe, confronted Mu Jianling...

Ji You gaped, taking a long time to react—

Did they start fighting just like that?

Also, Aunt Zhang, with her gentle and delicate image, has a huge axe as her personal weapon...

It’s even more domineering and imposing than my own Big Chopper.

Ji You stared with wide eyes, clicking her tongue in amazement.

That look of envy and admiration from Ji You seemed to have been noticed by Mu Jianling, who glanced over casually.

Ji You shivered all over.

Ji You hurriedly exclaimed: "Damn! Teacher Mu looks so handsome! So cool! Holding a sword, peerlessly and uniquely, wandering the world!"

Faced with Teacher Mu’s complex gaze and Aunt Zhang’s threatening expression, Ji You weakly, in a small voice: "Of course, Aunt Zhang is also a bit... handsome..."

After Ji You’s comedic relief, the tension on the scene dissipated in an instant—

Mu Jianling sheathed his sword.

Zhang Si withdrew her axe.

Watching this scene, Ji You suddenly felt a bit regretful: I really wonder, if they truly fought, who would be more powerful?

Privately, Ji You definitely hoped that Teacher Mu would win.

This Aunt Zhang, who doesn’t seem very strong, also has some tricks up her sleeve, effortlessly dispersing Teacher Mu’s formidable deterrence, which kind of creeps out Ji You...

Mu Jianling and Zhang Si started to quarrel again, but this time their tone was more peaceful, not as hostile.

What aroused Ji You’s curiosity more wasn’t the two uncivilly bickering teachers, but the youth ’Fu Feng’ in the corner.

The quiet youth squatting in the corner, his long, fair hand, kept drawing indiscernible ghost talismans on the floor, seemingly indifferent to everything happening before him, utterly unaffected.

Driven by curiosity, Ji You couldn’t help but naughtily asked: "Big bro, what’s up with you, why don’t you care?"

With pursed lips, the youth said: "Playing kick-the-can, once they’re done kicking, it’s all over."

The youth, lips pursed: "I’m that can."

For a moment, Ji You didn’t know whether to feel sympathy or... sympathy...

So, Ji You could only raise her hand, scratching her head awkwardly, her lips twitching with a forced laugh: "Hahaha... you’re really funny."

The youth remained silent.

Mu Jianling and Zhang Si, who were arguing without a clear winner, suddenly turned their faces together, looking at the youth, and said: "Fu Feng, tell us, which school do you prefer?"

The youth, with his head down, a touch of helpless indifference flashing across his face, then lifted his head; instead of answering, he suddenly pointed at Ji You and asked a question totally irrelevant to the others’: "Which department is she from?"

Teacher Mu’s face darkened completely.

A smile appeared on the corners of Zhang Si’s lips.

Ji You opened her mouth, not understanding what had just happened. After a while, she said in frustration: "Young bro, what are you talking about? Why do I feel like disaster is about to strike me?"