94 Chapter 94: Zhu Zhuqing, Massage My Legs

Su Cheng did not spend too much time recuperating in the college infirmary.

He only stayed there for a week before leaving.

The so-called injury, Zhu Zhuqing's punch was only a small part of the reason, and it was mostly superficial wounds that had no real impact.

Most of the injuries were caused by him guiding his soul power to impact his meridians.

He knew how to recover naturally.

It seemed serious, almost to the point of affecting his foundation.

In reality, there was hardly any major issue; it just needed some guidance to recover.

However, people in this world didn't understand these things. The little knowledge they had was limited to the benefits of soul power running through meridians and the advantages of cultivating after all meridians were connected.

As for specific methods of channeling meridians and human acupoints, they were completely clueless.

They only knew that soul power circulation was beneficial for cultivation but didn't understand the principles behind it, so naturally, they thought he was almost crippled by that punch.

But that was normal; after all, the foundation of cultivation in this world relied on martial souls and spirit rings. Based on this foundation, the focus naturally wasn't on the human body itself.

The development trajectory of the world was like this, so it wasn't surprising that it evolved into the current situation.

As Su Cheng stepped into the classroom slowly, many people cast concerned glances at him.

"How are you? You were discharged from the hospital in just a week? Don't you need a few more days of rest?"

"Shouldn't you go home and check on yourself?"

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Su Cheng also smiled gently and nodded in response to others, saying, "I'm fine now, no need to worry."

Glancing at Zhu Zhuqing sitting at the back of the classroom, he added, "It was my fault at that time. I spoke harshly, and I deserved to be punched."

"How can you say that? No matter what, you shouldn't have resorted to violence."

"That newcomer was really too much, hitting so hard."

"You were unconscious at that time. The dean even said you were almost crippled."

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Of course, there were a few individuals who looked at him with disdain, glancing sideways at his direction.

"Hmph, pretending to be nice..."

"I bet that girl from the Zhu family must have been fooled by him."

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But these few people only dared to gossip in low voices.

Su Cheng had just recovered from serious injuries, and if another conflict arose, there might be consequences.

Moreover, they knew Su Cheng's strength very well.

Even though he was knocked down by Zhu Zhuqing, the reason might have been his carelessness, or the girl from the Zhu family was too strong, or even this guy did it intentionally.

In any case, in the view of Zhang Sansan, who was sitting on the side of the classroom, Su Cheng was quite cunning.

He figured out the situation on the first day, and there were significant problems there. The subsequent changes might have been calculated by the other party in advance.

But he couldn't go around bragging about it.

Even if others knew the hidden truths, they would only mock him for being stupid. Instead of gaining any sympathy, he might even gain prestige for Su Cheng.

Now he saw clearly; the overall situation was in Su Cheng's favor.

At least in this junior college, the other party could definitely walk sideways.

As for that Zhu Zhuqing, the difficult days ahead might be long.

After noticing Zhang Sansan's gaze, Su Cheng couldn't help but smirk inwardly.

Although he knew there must still be resentment in the other party's heart, he had never approached him. He would keep him for future use.

Recently, the freshmen had just entered the school, so the courses in the academy were mainly theoretical.

Different from the rural schools like the Nuoding Academy, the knowledge system of aristocratic schools was naturally richer and placed more emphasis on the theoretical foundation of soul masters. They had far more courses than ordinary colleges.

If the innate awakening strength determined the lower limit of a soul master's future development, then often, this common knowledge, inaccessible to ordinary people, could determine the upper limit of a soul master.

Fully absorbing these experiences of predecessors, in the future, whether it was absorbing soul rings, matching soul skills, or focusing on various aspects of cultivation, would play a crucial role.

From this perspective, if Tang Hao didn't personally teach Tang San in the original timeline, Yu Xiaogang did indeed provide significant help to Tang San's development.

At least he gained knowledge that many commoners couldn't access.

Su Cheng had a deep understanding of this.

In the city of Nuoding, most of the soul masters he saw had white soul rings. The future prospects were completely locked in.

Although learning these theoretical courses wouldn't affect the cultivation during childhood.

In this world, the cultivation methods of soul masters were quite simple and backward, mainly meditation to absorb the scattered soul power in nature. A little more exercise would slightly improve the efficiency and capacity of soul power absorption.

So in the youth stage, practicing for a few hours a day would saturate the soul power.

The worse the innate talent of the martial soul, due to the lower limit, the less time it would take for cultivation.

Now, Su Cheng didn't intend to give up learning these theoretical courses.

Reviewing the old to understand the new.

In the last simulation, he did accumulate a lot of secretive information that ordinary people couldn't touch.

But at that time, his talent was mainly focused on human medical skills, and his understanding of martial souls was limited.

Although he could achieve some level of analogical reasoning, there were still many areas where he couldn't see through.

Now that he gained the new talent "Martial Soul Scholar," and its effect was even better than he expected, of course, he had to make full use of it.

In this simulation world, Su Cheng found that when reading relevant materials, there were many details that he hadn't noticed before, and now he could pinpoint the key points and his understanding soared.

Su Cheng glanced around the classroom.

Most of the seats were occupied, and acquaintances were chatting in groups of two or three, leaving a significant gap around one spot.

That was where Zhu Zhuqing was sitting.

Su Cheng smiled faintly and walked straight over.

Some people quickly offered him a seat, but he waved his hand to refuse.

Joking aside, other students were just extras to him. How could he leave the spot next to the protagonist and go elsewhere?

Seeing Su Cheng approaching, Zhu Zhuqing's brow furrowed imperceptibly, and she was about to get up and move away.

At this moment, Su Cheng's lazy voice suddenly sounded.

"Are you sure you want to move? If you look down on me like this, I can't guarantee what will happen next."

Zhu Zhuqing's body stiffened, hesitated for a moment, but didn't move.

Su Cheng sat down beside her like this.

Compared to the top-tier geniuses, Zhu Zhuqing's innate soul power of seventh rank wasn't anything special.

Excluding those top sects and academies, there were quite a few people in the Star Luo Empire with talents like hers.

But that didn't mean her potential was limited to this.

In Su Cheng's eyes, if she wasn't born in a distorted world like the Douluo Continent, her development potential would definitely surpass all the members of the protagonist team in the original timeline.

The one who wins is strong, and the one who strengthens themselves is even stronger.

Her willpower was her greatest talent.

Su Cheng now possessed the ability of "Martial Soul Scholar," even without the help of divine herbs, it wasn't impossible to change her fate.

Seeing Su Cheng sitting down beside her, other people looked back with regret, leaving only the two of them sitting at the back of the classroom.

Sitting next to Zhu Zhuqing, Su Cheng casually propped his legs on the table and glanced at her, saying, "Hey, massage my legs."

Zhu Zhuqing's body trembled, keeping her head down without speaking.

"If you don't want to, then maybe you won't stay in the academy for long. Tsk tsk, if we were to have another fight, what would happen? "

The demonic whisper continued to echo in her ears.

"You see, in everyone's eyes, you have a tendency towards violence, you attacked as soon as we met, showing unusual indifference to your classmates and teachers. While I, who is respected by everyone, respects my teachers, and unites my classmates, am more trustworthy."

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent.

Her fists clenched silently, with such force that the knuckles turned slightly white.

Su Cheng looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside him, his lips curling up slightly.

Although he had spent the past week in the school hospital, he was still well-informed about what was happening in the academy.

Many people would visit him from time to time, keeping him informed about the events in the academy.

The news about Zhu Zhuqing was naturally one of the focal points and wasn't missed.

Since that incident, others had been extremely hostile towards her.

On one hand, Su Cheng's popularity and good reputation made Zhu Zhuqing, who injured him severely, the target of their anger.

On the other hand, her cold demeanor and incomprehensible strength made her even more distant to others. The fact that she hadn't spoken to anyone her age for so long only exacerbated this.

She became even more aloof.

After learning about these things, Su Cheng became even more convinced that she was unwilling to return to the Zhu family.

Hence, his behavior became more unrestrained, constantly testing her limits.

Now, seeing her endure verbal insults without exploding proved her attachment to the opportunity to enter the academy.

Although what Su Cheng said about "legs Massage" was just a casual remark.

Zhu Zhuqing would never agree.

He just wanted to provoke her, force her to understand the cruelty of human nature, to realize that some people, despite appearing friendly and gaining the admiration of many, were not kind-hearted.

He didn't want her to lose her dignity and self-confidence, to have a complete mental breakdown.

If that happened, she would be truly ruined.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's silent response, Su Cheng chuckled softly. "Well, forget it if you don't want to. I'm not a bad person anyway. It's just your bad luck being born into the Zhu family. I don't want to bother with you."

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's continued silence, Su Cheng put his legs down and asked again, "Zhu Zhuqing, what level is your innate soul power?"

His response was still silence.

Su Cheng didn't rush her.

He just tapped his fingers on the table and watched her, waiting quietly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Level 7..."

After a prolonged silence, Zhu Zhuqing finally spoke.

She didn't want to be expelled from the academy.

Even though she faced bullying here, it was much better than staying in that cold house.

Upon hearing her speak, Su Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

This was the first time she had spoken since he met her.

Unlike her cold exterior, her voice was soft and gentle, strangely appealing.

"So, you're not mute." Su Cheng chuckled softly, "Good, remember to be quick to answer when asked in the future. Don't make me wait too long."

With that, he turned away, picking up a book and flipping through it casually.

Not long after, the teacher entered the classroom and began the day's lesson.

Zhu Zhuqing breathed a sigh of relief, barely perceptible.