Chapter 15

A Complete Victory in Intelligence 

They stared at the refined and scholarly-looking Su Tu. 

Yet somehow, his figure seemed as imposing as a mountain. 

Just standing there, he felt like an uncrossable chasm. 

When those calm, dark eyes swept over them, their legs began trembling for no reason. 

Several of the larger students wanted to curse a few times to build up their courage. 

But when they looked at their boss, who was still lying on the floor without moving, what little courage they had vanished instantly. 

Wasn't this supposed to be teaching some nerdy top student a lesson?! 

What the hell kind of superhuman is this?! 

Brother Xiaolong weighs more than eighty kilograms, and he sent him flying with one kick?! 

The group was on the verge of breaking down. 

One yellow-haired student forced himself to speak. 

Y-You actually dared to hit him! 

His legs were visibly shaking. 

Do you even know who Brother Xiaolong is? I'm telling you, you... you can forget about staying in this school! 

And don't even think about taking the Gaokao! 

Su Tu's expression didn't change at all. 

His indifferent gaze swept over them. 

Then he casually rotated his wrist. 

That tiny movement alone frightened the group into taking several steps backward. 

When solving a problem, the most important thing was finding its core and dealing with it directly. 

As a top student, Su Tu understood that principle better than most. 

From the attitude these people had shown when they entered the classroom, it was obvious they had never intended to settle things peacefully. 

Since they were going to fall out with each other anyway... 

Why should Su Tu stand there and listen to them bark? 

He had no interest in hearing someone insult his family. 

Su Tu had just opened his mouth when an exaggerated scream suddenly came from nearby. 

Owww! Owww!! The Finance Class is beating people up! 

Someone come do something! Help! 

So what if you're rich?! Does being rich mean you can come into our Elite Class and bully people?! 

My leg! It hurts! My leg is broken! 

At some point, Chen Xi had run behind the group. 

Now he was lying on the floor, clutching one leg and screaming at the top of his lungs. 

Owww! My leg! It hurts so much! 

If Su Tu hadn't saved me, you guys would've beaten me to death! 

Chen Xi's eyes darted around mischievously. 

He even gave Su Tu a reassuring look. 

Seeing this, Su Tu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. 

Still, warmth rose in his heart. 

He knew Chen Xi was doing this to help him. 

Green Vine Academy was one of Beihai's top high schools. 

Almost every student who earned admission was among the best of their generation. 

The academy possessed Beihai's finest teachers and educational resources. 

Naturally, maintaining all of that required enormous financial support. 

Because of this, the academy had one special class. 

The Finance Class. 

Every student in that class came from a wealthy or influential family. 

Their families had all provided major financial support to Green Vine Academy. 

To put it simply... 

They were a group of rich second-generation heirs who had little interest in studying. 

Most students avoided them whenever possible. 

Even the teachers didn't want to get tangled up with them. 

The group in front of Su Tu was obviously from the Finance Class. 

And Su Tu had technically struck first. 

If they made a huge scene out of this, it was hard to say how the academy would deal with it. 

Unless... 

Su Tu's side had the moral high ground. 

That was why Chen Xi was currently rolling around on the floor screaming about his broken leg. 

The script was already complete. 

Students from the Finance Class barged into the Elite Class and attacked someone. 

Top student Su Tu was forced to fight back in order to protect his classmate. 

On one side were notorious second-generation heirs who usually bullied everyone around them. 

On the other was Su Tu, who had ranked first in the entire school during the latest mock exams. 

Who would the academy believe? 

The rich students were completely dumbfounded. 

What kind of move was this?! 

Wasn't this outright blackmail?! 

Wait... 

Which side was supposed to be the gang of delinquents here?! 

The yellow-haired boy became furious. 

You! What the hell are you talking about?! 

It was obviously... 

Before he could finish, someone from the Elite Class interrupted. 

Obviously you came in here and started attacking people! 

Another student immediately joined in. 

Exactly! We all saw it! 

Then another. 

Everyone in our class saw what happened. We don't even know what got into you guys. You stormed in and immediately started beating Chen Xi! 

Luckily, Su Tu knows how to fight a little. Otherwise, you might've beaten Chen Xi to death! 

The Elite Class students piled on one after another. 

Within a few sentences, they had somehow created an entire complete storyline. 

Seeing that everyone was cooperating, Chen Xi screamed even more miserably. 

The second-generation heirs were stunned. 

Yes, their original plan had been to teach Su Tu a lesson. 

But they hadn't even managed to touch him! 

Their own boss was the one who got kicked unconscious! 

What the hell was happening?! 

Listening to Chen Xi's miserable screams, the yellow-haired boy felt his scalp go numb from anger. 

He turned around furiously. 

Then he reached down, intending to grab Chen Xi by the collar and make him shut up. 

But before his hand could reach him... 

A palm clamped around his wrist like a steel vice. 

Aah! It hurts! It hurts! 

An unimaginable force crushed his wrist. 

Tears almost immediately appeared in his eyes. 

Su Tu had appeared beside him without anyone noticing. 

His hand held the yellow-haired boy's wrist firmly. 

There was almost no emotion in his dark eyes. 

Don't disturb my classmates while they're studying. 

Su Tu's voice was calm. 

Yet it sent chills across the yellow-haired boy's entire body. 

If you have something to say, we'll talk outside. 

Then Su Tu's gaze became slightly colder. 

And don't touch my friend with your filthy hands. 

The yellow-haired boy nearly forgot the pain in his wrist. 

The others were already too frightened to move. 

Su Tu glanced toward the unconscious boy on the floor. 

Carry him. 

Then, still holding the yellow-haired boy's wrist, Su Tu walked toward the classroom door. 

Chen Xi suddenly called out in concern. 

Little Tu! 

He stood up. 

I'll go with you. 

Chen Xi was thin and physically weak. 

He wasn't particularly brave either. 

Normally, if he encountered these rich second-generation heirs, he would take a detour simply to avoid trouble. 

But right now... 

He had stepped forward. 

Su Tu waved a hand. 

Don't worry. Leave this kind of thing to me. 

A faint smile appeared on his face. 

You can protect me in the Rift later. 

Then he walked out. 

Chen Xi shouted after him, 

Damn it! When school ends tonight, this old man will carry you with Darius and slaughter everyone! 

Guaranteed win! 

Despite his words, worry remained in his eyes. 

Because Chen Xi recognized the boy Su Tu had kicked unconscious. 

His name was Tang Long. 

He was the son of a major financial tycoon. 

And there were even rumors that Tang Long had blood on his hands. 

Tang Long slowly regained consciousness. 

His head was spinning. 

His abdomen felt as though it had been hit by a truck. 

Even after waking up, a deep soreness remained. 

He clutched his stomach. 

Fuck! What the hell was wrong with that guy?! 

Then he looked around. 

Did you guys beat him up or not?! 

The surroundings looked familiar. 

This was a sports room that Tang Long and his group had paid to renovate. 

It was basically their private gathering place. 

Tang Long sat up. 

Then he noticed something strange. 

All of his followers were standing nearby with their heads lowered. 

They looked like frostbitten eggplants. 

No one answered him. 

Tang Long immediately became furious. 

I'm talking to you! Are you all deaf?! 

Getting knocked unconscious with one kick was humiliating enough. 

Were his own followers planning to turn against him too? 

He opened his mouth to curse them. 

Then, from the corner of his eye, he noticed someone sitting at a desk nearby. 

That person was writing something. 

The figure looked familiar. 

Very familiar. 

Completed Geography Mock Exam Paper B: Cosmic Edition. 

Spiritual Wisdom Proficiency +1 

Su Tu stretched lazily. 

Then he put down his pen. 

While waiting for Tang Long to wake up, he had already completed thirteen test papers. 

Thirteen proficiency points gained. 

Perfect time management. 

Tang Long stared at him. 

You... 

His first instinct was to start cursing. 

Then he remembered that kick. 

His hand instantly covered his mouth. 

Su Tu looked toward him. 

Do I know you? 

He slowly walked closer. 

Tang Long's expression immediately became terrified. 

He really didn't want to take another kick. 

Stop him! 

Tang Long shouted at his followers. 

Stop him! What are you standing there for?! 

But none of them dared move. 

They were rich, not stupid. 

The strength Su Tu had displayed earlier was already enough to make them behave. 

If they stepped forward and got hit themselves... 

They would be the ones in pain. 

Su Tu stopped in front of Tang Long and looked down at him. 

I heard yesterday that someone at school had been asking around about me. 

His voice remained gentle. 

Yet Tang Long somehow felt that refusing to answer wasn't an option. 

That was you, wasn't it? 

So tell me. Why were you looking for me? 

Tang Long clenched his teeth. 

His fear of Su Tu collided with his wounded pride. 

Finally, he shouted, 

Don't think you're impressive just because you can fight! 

I'm telling you, in front of a real martial artist, you're nothing! 

His voice became louder. 

You'd better show me some respect, you ignorant commoner! 

You don't even understand what being a martial artist means! 

My big brother is a real martial artist! 

Tang Long pointed at Su Tu. 

Someone like you wouldn't even count as an insect in his eyes! 

Su Tu stared at Tang Long. 

For some reason... 

The more he looked at him, the more familiar Tang Long seemed. 

Then something suddenly clicked. 

Su Tu took out his phone. 

He opened a group chat. 

Then he opened the member list and placed the phone in front of Tang Long. 

Su Tu pointed at one of the profiles. 

What's your relationship with Tang Yangwu? 

Tang Long looked at the profile picture on the screen. 

His eyes immediately trembled. 

Shock and fear flooded his face. 

His voice became almost unrecognizable. 

T-This... 

How is this possible?! 

He looked up at Su Tu in horror. 

How... how are you in this group?! 

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