"I have my status. Who dares to stop me from looking at the techniques?"

"True, with your esteemed reputation, vast knowledge, dignified appearance, and countless wealth..."

"Stop, brat, are you subtly mocking me?"

"I wouldn't dare, instructor. I have a request."

"Oh my, we've only met twice, and you're already asking for favors. Aren't you getting a bit ahead of yourself?"

"I know what you want. No need to ask, that technique book is impossible for you to see."

"Can't I just take a quick look?" Huang Ye looked pitifully at Old Hu.

"No way, your ability is too unique. Just a glance and you can memorize it all."

Old Hu suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Right, you can memorize it. I overlooked that."

"Well, don't beg me. I'll agree to let you see it, but I have a condition."

Huang Ye's eyes lit up. As long as he could see it, he would agree to any condition.

"Instructor, I just want to take a look. If there's a cost, I'll give up. It's just out of curiosity."

Old Hu gave Huang Ye a sly glance. This little rascal, playing hard to get with me.

"If you don't want to, then forget it."

Old fox, you're good. I admit defeat.

"Instructor, if your condition isn't too difficult, I might be able to manage."

Old Hu smirked, this kid is trying to play tricks with me.

"It's simple. After you see that technique, you need to transcribe a copy for me."

Huang Ye was taken aback. Why would this old fox want a transcription of the technique? Can't he just look at it himself?

No, he was just bragging earlier. Huang Ye imagined a herd of cows flying in the sky.

He didn't expose him.

"Instructor, your condition isn't difficult. I'll definitely transcribe a copy for you."

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"Good, we need a plan. That book is hard to get."

"Although I think that kind of technique is useless for us martial artists, I want to learn something from it."

This old fox, who knows what his real motive is. Anyway, it's a win-win. If you break the sky, it has nothing to do with me.

"Here's the plan. When I go to the Scripture Repository, I'll call you. We'll go in separately, and then I'll head to the restroom. You follow me."

"Instructor, your method is indeed good, but I don't have any points now. I can't even enter the Scripture Repository."

"I'll arrange some class points for you in the next few days. Those points will be enough for you to enter a few times."

"Thank you, instructor."

"Are you sure you can remember everything?" Old Hu asked, a bit worried, as he had only heard rumors.

"Don't worry, I guarantee not a single word will be missed."

"Then I'm relieved. I've read the technique twice before and can remember some sentences."

This old sly fox is reminding me not to fool him.

"Rest assured, if you don't believe me, you can test me on the textbook just now."

Old Hu cautiously tested Huang Ye, and seeing him answer fluently, he nodded secretly. This kid's brain is indeed a weirdo.

"Instructor, didn't you say that technique is useless for us martial artists?"

"I used to think it was useless, but after talking to you today, you've given me some insights. I think looking at that technique again might help me advance to Martial Emperor."

"Seems like I am of some use."

"Not bad. Although I don't know where your weird ideas come from, those questions were indeed interesting."

"I vaguely remember related questions in that technique. I thought they were unrelated to martial artists, so I didn't delve into them."

"I want to find answers there. The previous two times I looked were too brief, and my research was too shallow."

"Instructor, once we get it, if you figure it out, you must tell me."

"You little rascal, in academic matters, I'm not stingy."

"Alright, it's almost dinner time. We should head out. Those guys outside must be complaining by now."

"I'll warn those guys later. They won't dare to touch you."

"Instructor, no need to worry. I can handle those small fries."

"Are you sure you can handle them?"

"That Jiang Biao is at the fifth level of Martial Master, and the others aren't weak. Their internal skills aren't weak either."

"Instructor, they mocked me a lot that day and provoked me again today. You know my style."

Old Hu gave Huang Ye a strange look. This kid is indeed unpredictable.

Listening to his questions today, he shouldn't have cultivated internal skills. Could he be a body cultivator?

Seeing his confident demeanor and vengeful nature, even I was tricked by him. Those guys are probably in trouble.

"Since you're confident, I won't interfere. By the way, be a bit restrained when you act."

"Jiang Biao's uncle is the vice dean. Try to avoid trouble. I turn a blind eye to their protection fees."

No wonder these people are so arrogant. They have backing. Well, I have backing too. I'm good at using connections.

"Got it. If they don't go too far, I'll hold back."

The two returned to the lecture hall, and as Old Hu said, the students were already miserable.

They could only secretly stretch their legs and backs. If Old Hu caught them not working hard, there would be no good outcome for them.

When Huang Ye returned to his seat, he saw the guy next to him drenched in sweat, feeling a bit apologetic. This guy reminded him at the start but got punished because of him.

In less than two seconds, he let it go. Sitting like this is also training, beneficial for him. He should be grateful.

Old Hu glanced around and said, "Class dismissed!" before turning back to the inner hall.

With the command, the students immediately slumped over, only a few could still sit cross-legged.

Jiang Biao and his group were no exception, all slumped in their seats.

Huang Ye didn't even bother to disdain them, just lifted his leg and walked out.

"Hey, you there, stop!" Zhou Kun called out as he saw Huang Ye leaving.

In his haste, he tried to get up to chase Huang Ye, but as soon as he took a step.

"Thud!" He fell flat on the ground.

He fell straight down, his face making intimate contact with the floor, feeling a stinging pain, and a warm flow gushed from his nose, leaving him dazed and confused.

The students held back their laughter, but his friends laughed without restraint.

This fool, his legs haven't recovered, and he wants to cause trouble. What a pig brain.

"It's not even New Year, and you're already performing such a grand gesture. Are you desperate for New Year's money?" Huang Ye mocked.

Zhou Kun was so angry he almost fainted, struggling to lift his head, his face covered in blood, glaring at Huang Ye.

"Damn! You dare mock me? You're tired of living. Guys, don't let him get away."

None of them moved. They wouldn't be as foolish as this pig. Their legs were still numb, needing at least a stick of incense time to recover.

In this state, they couldn't even stand steadily, let alone fight.

Only a fool would stand up. They all turned into ninja turtles.

Even Jiang Biao, although the strongest, didn't rely on hard training. After sitting for so long, his legs were no better than the others.

They just watched Huang Ye coldly, none daring to move.

Huang Ye initially wanted to kick Zhou Kun a few times for his insolence, but seeing his face covered in blood, he restrained himself, not out of pity, but to avoid dirtying his shoes.

Shaking his head, he turned and left, adding a voiceover as he walked.

"What a bunch of trash, like a toad on the foot, not biting but annoying."

"You, you..." Zhou Kun couldn't catch his breath and fainted.