Friday, the last two classes of the morning.
Ye Qingzhou had just stood up to grab his sword bag when a saccharine voice floated into his ears: "Ye Qingzhou, want to play badminton together later?"
Xiao Yuanyuan was holding a racket, her tracksuit stretching tightly over her well-rounded figure, as she stood before Ye Qingzhou with a charming smile.
Although her figure wasn't particularly tall, certain parts were indeed well-developed, living up to her name, appearing large and round with a striking visual impact.
Seeing the class belle with a sizzling figure actively inviting Ye Qingzhou, the boys in class immediately began to beat their chests in envy, their eyes almost shooting flames.
Even Huang Liwen, who sat next to him, was terribly envious!
Since the beginning of the semester, as one of the prettiest girls in Class 7, Xiao Yuanyuan had become the thirteenth girl Huang Liwen—at the age of sixteen—wanted to protect for a lifetime, yet he never had a chance to get closer to her, only to see the girl he fancied now inviting his good buddy?
Turns out pretty girls can be this proactive too!
But why isn't she taking the initiative with me?
Ah, my heart aches so much!
Huang Liwen was heartbroken to the point of breathlessness.
Ye Qingzhou, on the other hand, blinked, feeling calm inside.
Sure, Xiao Yuanyuan was quite pretty, with an especially voluptuous figure, but the warm embrace of love was a hero's grave, and he couldn't be bothered to waste time on trivial romances.
"Sorry, I have something to do later, why don't you ask Brother Wen? He really likes badminton."
"Yes, yes, yes, I love badminton!"
At this moment, Huang Liwen was nearly in tears, casting a grateful glance towards Ye Qingzhou. This was a true brother for recognizing his loyalty to brotherhood!
However, Xiao Yuanyuan didn't even glance at Huang Liwen. Seeing Ye Qingzhou unmoved, she couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Then never mind, let's arrange for another time when you're free."
"Xiao Yuanyuan, I'm free!"
"Please! Give me a chance!"
"I'm your loyal fan!"
No matter how desperately Huang Liwen vocalized his longing, Xiao Yuanyuan's departing figure was so resolute, never pausing for even a moment.
"Pig Head Ye, this is so unfair!"
"What's unfair about this?"
"Why does Xiao Yuanyuan take a liking to you and not to me? There's no reason for this!"
"First of all, my dad left me a 270-square-meter two-story villa with a private garden, do you have one?"
"..."
"Secondly, I became the head of the Swordsmanship Club, can gain a direct admission to top schools, and becoming a Professional Martial Artist is just a matter of time, do you have these qualifications?"
"..."
"Lastly, I'm more handsome than you."
"Wait a second! Let's set aside the other things, but how did you come to the conclusion that you're more handsome than me? That's utterly unreasonable! I strongly oppose this!"
Appearance was Huang Liwen's last bit of pride. He would never admit defeat on this point!
After all, he planned on relying on his good looks for a living all his life.
Ye Qingzhou casually called a passing female classmate: "Zhang Li, who do you think is more handsome between Huang Liwen and me?"
Zhang Li was somewhat taken aback by the question, but still seriously looked at the sloppy and somewhat lewd Huang Liwen and then at the sharp and lively-eyed Ye Qingzhou, finally lowering her head bashfully as she said, "Ye Qingzhou, you're more handsome."
"Impossible! Take a better look, for heaven's sake!"
Huang Liwen stood to the side, his heart nearly torn apart from the agony of hearing this. He couldn't accept losing his cherished strengths and advantages to Ye Qingzhou.
"Stop struggling; the masses have clear vision."
Ye Qingzhou forcefully pulled him away, preventing further embarrassment.
Zhang Li, meanwhile, watched Ye Qingzhou's retreating figure in a daze, her heart thumping: "Ye Qingzhou is not only handsome and steady but also the head of the Swordsmanship Club. If only he were my boyfriend..."
Ever since Ye Qingzhou became the head of the Swordsmanship Club and publicly showcased his Sword Qi Slash, he had become the popular choice among the female classmates.
After all, he was someone destined to be a future Professional Level Martial Artist!
As long as he didn't hit any snags along the way, becoming a billionaire was just a matter of time. Not to mention, Ye Qingzhou inherited his parents' excellent genes, so he wasn't bad-looking to begin with, and now his demeanor had undergone a radical transformation, no longer timid but full of masculine vigor and confidence.
In the eyes of the girls, Ye Qingzhou's brow exuded heroic spirit, his eyes glimmered with brilliance, so handsome they couldn't avert their gaze, unable to keep their legs together.
This shows that Martial Arts truly has the power to transform a person from inside out.
On the playground, Huang Liwen, finally recovering his composure from earlier shock, couldn't help curiously asking: "Why did you turn down Xiao Yuanyuan's invitation?"
"Why should I agree?"
"She has big...um, assets."
"That's true...but I still prefer someone wealthy."
Nowadays, Ye Qingzhou was so driven by profits for his martial training that he was practically a money-making machine. After all, practicing Martial Arts was indeed costly, and especially on Blue Star, it's no joke when they say riches suit the martial path.
Just one mass-produced Iron Feather Chicken, barely enough for Ye Qingzhou for one meal, would cost him 5,000 yuan, while a single Immortal Ganoderma, even a lower-tier one, generally costs tens of thousands.
The average training expenses for a normal person to become a Professional Level Martial Artist exceed ten million yuan. Even if Ye Qingzhou were exceptionally talented, able to achieve 'fast, good, and economical' progress, it would still cost him at least three million to purchase various special foods containing Primordial Qi, giving him a shot at a metamorphosis and 'forging' his own unique cultivation technique, especially in refining his Martial Bone.
The strength of Blue Star Martial Artists, apart from the skill levels of Martial Techniques, also lies in their physical prowess, which is why the physique is often seen as the foundation of Martial Arts in the Martial Arts World.
Merely having the realm without a sufficiently deep foundation or a powerful special cultivation technique makes it hard to become a Professional Martial Artist.
Upon hearing Ye Qingzhou's explanation, Huang Liwen's eyes widened like saucers: "Damn, so you're planning to marry into the Xu Family?"
"A man born between heaven and earth, how could he stagnate under others for long? With my outstanding martial aptitude, is marrying into a family really necessary? It's just an agreement with Xu Yuebing..."
Ye Qingzhou had already accepted Xu Yuebing's tuition, promising to teach her how to harness her spinal dragon, tame her Qi and Blood White Tiger, and help her enter the realm of Dragon Subduing and Tiger Suppressing.
Although the One Thousand Gold was said in jest, Xu Yuebing still paid ten thousand yuan as tuition to Ye Qingzhou.
If it weren't for Xu Yuebing's sensitive nature and her strict order to keep it confidential, Ye Qingzhou would've already proclaimed it everywhere and opened a training class to rake in the cash.
With Xu Yuebing as a living advertisement, the publicity effect would undoubtedly be explosive!
Meanwhile, Huang Liwen clearly misunderstood, misinterpreting the relationship between Ye Qingzhou and Xu Yuebing, he said, wide-eyed: "What the... she actually gave you money? Isn't the dowry usually paid by the groom's side? And you still say you're not marrying into the family?"
Ye Qingzhou gave Huang Liwen a look of disdain, but he didn't want to explain further, only itching to smack his dog's head.
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5:40 PM, Swordsmanship Club, Fighting Center.
After the club activities ended, Sunx Yanhong came looking for Yaoo Siyu and Xu Yuebing. They were classmates and had become familiar with each other after class sorting, often leaving school together in a group of three.
Xu Yuebing shook her head and declined, "I can't today, I have something later."
"Eh!"
Sunx Yanhong and Yaoo Siyu both registered expressions of surprise, then couldn't help asking, "What is it?"
Here came Ye Qingzhou, who approached Xu Yuebing and urged, "Ready to go?"
Xu Yuebing said nothing, just nodded slightly.
To say the sight of Xu Yuebing obediently left in his company was unexpected for not only Sunx Yanhong and Yaoo Siyu, but for many of the boys in the Swordsmanship Club who regarded Xu Yuebing as their unattainable flower.
"How could it be that Xu Yuebing got together with him?"
"I don't believe it! My aloof goddess couldn't possibly be so docile and obedient!"
The sight of their dream girl so compliant as she left shoulder-to-shoulder with another man proved too much to bear.
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