The classmates around Lu Sheng looked at him with gloating and expectant eyes, as if watching a show unfold. Even Liu Qiming gave him a look that said, Good luck, you're on your own.
For nobodies like him and Lu Sheng, getting called on by the teacher during class was as rare as winning the lottery.
No one knew what kind of bad luck had struck Lu Sheng today for him to be called up during the actual combat class—to act as a sparring partner, no less.
Lu Sheng quickly calmed himself down.
So what if I got called up? It's not like this is the first time.
He stood up and walked steadily toward the center of the training field.
The moment Lu Sheng stood up, Zhong Zhenguo froze slightly.
In that brief instant, he had a strange illusion—as if a ferocious tiger had slowly risen from a herd of sheep.
The aura naturally emanating from Lu Sheng made Zhong Zhenguo feel like he wasn't looking at an ordinary high school student at all, but a seasoned warrior calmly walking toward him.
"Teacher," Lu Sheng greeted him calmly once he approached.
Zhong Zhenguo's eyes were drawn to the powerful, streamlined muscles peeking out from beneath Lu Sheng's slightly short sleeves, and his eyes lit up with surprise.
How did I never notice before… there's such a promising seedling in this class?!
Zhong Zhenguo examined Lu Sheng with a subtly appreciative gaze and asked, "What's your name?"
"Lu Sheng."
"What was your last Vitality Index test result?"
Lu Sheng thought for a moment, then answered honestly, "0.802."
Only 0.8? That's a bit low… but he doesn't look like it.
Zhong Zhenguo frowned slightly.
Did I misjudge him?
He shook his head, brushing the thought aside, and gave instructions, "You'll spar with Yang Yifei. Use the combat technique I just demonstrated. Afterward, I'll point out your mistakes."
"Yes, sir."
Lu Sheng nodded and moved to stand opposite Yang Yifei.
Yang Yifei wore a relaxed expression. He nodded slightly at Lu Sheng and reminded him, "My Vitality Index is already at 1.22. I might go a little hard on you—be careful."
Lu Sheng didn't react much—he just nodded casually.
But the student spectators below let out murmurs of surprise.
"Damn! Yang Yifei's Vitality is 1.22 already? I haven't even broken 0.9!"
"That's crazy strong—he's probably in the top ten of the whole grade."
"No wonder he's Yang Yifei."
Hearing the admiration from below, Yang Yifei clearly enjoyed it. A faint, confident, and composed smile appeared on his face as he said to Lu Sheng, "Ready? Here I come."
"Go ahead."
Lu Sheng nodded.
"Here I come!"
With a low shout, Yang Yifei lunged forward like a leopard, charging at Lu Sheng with explosive speed.
Even Zhong Zhenguo, watching from the side, couldn't help but nod slightly at the impressive display.
As for the students spectating below, they were already bracing for the awe they were about to feel.
The girls' eyes were starting to sparkle with admiration.
Liu Qiming even turned slightly and gave Lu Sheng a can't-bear-to-watch look.
Then, in the next instant—
"Boom—!"
A figure was sent flying from the center of the field, soaring five or six meters before crashing heavily to the ground.
"Yang Yifei is so handsome! Yang Yifei—"
A girl's adoring voice rang out, but it sounded incredibly out of place.
She had only gotten halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized something was off.
Everyone around her was dead silent, staring blankly at the center of the field with expressions she couldn't comprehend.
She turned around to look—and froze in place.
Lying by the edge of the field, clutching his chest and looking pale and miserable, was the very boy she had just praised—her idol, Yang Yifei.
As for Lu Sheng?
He was still standing there calmly in the center of the field, seemingly without having taken a single step.
Silence.
The entire field fell into an eerie hush.
Everyone stared at Lu Sheng in stunned disbelief, then at the pained and fallen Yang Yifei, unable to believe their eyes.
Lu… Lu Sheng had just sent Yang Yifei flying with a single move?!
And Yang Yifei had a Vitality Index over 1.2—he was top ten in the entire grade!
Were they dreaming?
Even Zhong Zhenguo was dumbfounded.
But then, he quickly came to a realization:
He hadn't misjudged Lu Sheng after all.
"Quick, someone take Yang Yifei to the infirmary."
Zhong Zhenguo issued orders swiftly, snapping the students out of their stupor. They scrambled into action.
But the way they looked at Lu Sheng now… it was like they were staring at a monster.
"Mr. Zhong, just now I…"
Lu Sheng tried to explain. He hadn't meant to ignore the combat technique that had just been taught.
It was just that when Yang Yifei charged at him, his combat instincts took over, and he reacted on reflex.
By the time he realized and tried to cooperate for the drill, Yang Yifei was already airborne.
Who knew the guy was so fragile…
"Save it. Come with me."
Zhong Zhenguo waved his hand and hurried off with Lu Sheng in tow, not caring in the slightest that the class hadn't officially ended.
Lu Sheng could only obediently follow behind.
Only after the two had left did the training field erupt into a frenzy of discussion.
"Holy crap! Did Lu Sheng take some kind of enhancer? He's insane! Even Yang Yifei couldn't handle a single move?!"
"That guy really is Lu Sheng, right? The same Lu Sheng we know?"
"Yang Yifei has a Vitality of 1.22, and he got wrecked instantly. Then what's Lu Sheng's Vitality Index?!"
"Hissss—"
Amid the gasps and chatter, Liu Qiming stood there with his mouth wide open, staring in the direction Lu Sheng had disappeared, completely dazed…
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