93 Tournament Start!

"Scum of the earth!"

"Hey, what's going on?"

The classmates around the hallway heard of Lu Xifa's shout and glanced towards her, as well as the two she was blocking.

Lan Xiang looked around anxiously. "Hey, hey, calm down first. Let's talk somewhere more quiet."

"Shut up! You can't say that to me!" Lu Xifa lost her barely maintained composure.

Ever since yesterday, her mood was at rock bottom. She kept admonishing herself for confessing. She felt like a scumbag that lusted over someone else's man, not to mention that someone else was her cousin.

As such, when she encountered Lan Xiang in the bathroom earlier, her mood worsened. Seeing him with Ye Qingle made her angry and jealous.

"What, what do you mean?" Lan Xiang was completely confused. He had no idea what Lu Xifa was angry about.

Ye Qingle hurriedly grabbed Lu Xifa's hand and pulled her, doing the same with Lan Xiang. They ended up in a much quieter place, a classroom that nobody used.

"Okay, Xifa, calm down. What did he do to you?"

"Let go of my hand!" Lu Xifa flicked off Ye Qingle's hand. "You're the one that hooked up with Xiang!"

"Hoo-- hooked up?!" Ye Qingle and Lan Xiang were both confused.

"Don't try to deny it! You, coming from the same portal, Qingle having baggy eyes, you two being all touchy-feely!"

"Ahem, listen to yourself, Xifa. He has a girlfriend, no, fiancée even, why would I lay my hands on him?"

"Yeah, not to mention, someone like this brute-- Ouch! What was that for?" Lan Xiang softly massaged his waist.

"Eh, but..." Lu Xifa was clearly not convinced.

"Ahem, let me tell you what exactly happened yesterday, okay?"

Ye Qingle told Lu Xifa about her and Lan Xiang's trip to the karaoke, her not wanting to go home, and her overnight stay at Lan Xiang's house.

"...so the reason I wasn't able to sleep that night, was because Jian Jian-"

"Aha, listen, the bells are ringing, it's time to head to the classroom!" Lan Xiang hurriedly covered Ye Qingle's mouth and dragged her along to the classroom.

Lu Xifa followed the two closely behind, still sorting out her mind. In the end, she let out a sigh of relief.

'...He really is shameless, huh. Doing it with Cousin Jian even while Qingle was over.'

The thought of him doing it with Xie Jian made her a little jealous, but she wasn't angry anymore. After all, Xie Jian was his fiancée, unlike if he had done it with Ye Qingle, who had no relationship with him aside from friendship.

"Hey, I-- I'm really sorry about that outburst."

"Hm? Don't worry about it." Lan Xiang shrugged.

"But you need to take your hand off Qingle." Lu Xifa coldly looked at Lan Xiang's hand over Ye Qingle's mouth.

"Ah, of course, hehe." Lan Xiang hurriedly let Ye Qingle go as he headed towards his seat.

Ye Qingle bit her lip in frustration. "Ah, that guy really...! He gets on my nerves."

"Yeah, he really does, doesn't he?" Lu Xifa flashed a wry smile.

Before Ye Qingle could ask about Lu Xifa's expression, Ning Fan arrived in the classroom.

He carried nothing with him as he slammed the teacher's desk,

"Okay class. Those who want to join the tournament, you need to head up to the gymnasium now, chop chop! Everyone else, you can take your time. There's still an hour and a half before the tournament officially starts."

"Ah, here it comes!" Lan Xiang stood up excitedly. It was finally time to test out his combat capabilities!

"Student Lan, you want to join?"

"Yes!"

"Err..." Ning Fan recalled Lan Xiang's grades. To be honest, he was shocked. He had perfected most of the subjects, but completely flunked two. "Shouldn't you be studying...?"

"What? Aren't the makeup tests tomorrow?"

"Yes, but, uh..." Ning Fan couldn't afford to underestimate Lan Xiang any longer, lest he wanted to get a heart attack. "Okay, come with me then. Anyone else?"

Aside from Lan Xiang, nobody else had the courage to join. Or rather, since Lan Xiang joined, they were scared out of their wits.

They were Class D, after all. None of them were prodigies in anything.

As for Ren Weiwei, Lu Xifa, Ye Qingle, and Zhang Xiaoqin, they had no interest in joining such a competition.

"Ah, only you in this class. Everyone else, wait it out here."

Lan Xiang and Ning Fan headed up to the gymnasium, with the former overflowing with anticipation.

"Ah, Ning Fan. I see you've brought someone from Class D. That Luo Zi Da never did." The teacher at the listing station grinned.

"Heheheh."

"Well, student, what's your name?"

"Lan Xiang, from Second Year, Class D."

"Lan Xia-- Lan Xiang?!" The teacher widened his eyes. "You're, the student with the Elemental Mastery cultivation, right?"

"Yes, teacher."

The teacher didn't dawdle any further and wrote his name down. The student was an entire three levels stronger than him!

Seeing Lan Xiang registering his name, the students behind him that were planning to register as well slowly retreated.

"Hey, that's Trash Xiang, right? The one with the Elemental Mastery Realm cultivation?"

"Idiot, we already had this conversation, he's not Trash Xiang anymore!"

In the end, most of the students ran back downstairs in fear of facing such an unprecedented monster.

Lan Xiang naturally heard the commotion and understood what it was about. He saw his name on the top of that list after all. Aside from his friends, the next strongest was only in Attribution Form realm.

Thinking about it, Lan Xiang gradually felt less excited about this tournament. Nobody here seemed to be his opponent.

"Whatever. I already registered."

He headed to the changing room, where every one of the participants stayed, and changed into what looked like a martial arts uniform.

As he tightened the belt around his waist, Lan Xiang made up his mind.

"If the strongest is at Attribution Form, then I shall suppress my cultivation to that level!"