High School Student with Immortal Race System

No one cared that Tian Zihan had been struck; all ten members of the group stared with wide eyes, their full attention fixed on Yang Shen’s movements.

Huo Jun clearly wasn’t one to give people a chance to breathe. After Yang Shen successfully deflected a bullet for the first time, he didn’t even get a single word of praise.

He just kept firing.

"BANG!"

He failed to dodge the second shot, and still messed up on the third...

For the fourth shot, Yang Shen twisted his body, flourishing the staff in his left hand and deftly splitting the bullet.

He fumbled the fifth shot but dodged it with a sidestep. The sixth shot was another success.

Huo Jun steadily increased his rate of fire, varying his aim, while Yang Shen grew increasingly adept.

The heightened senses of a second-level Qi Cultivation practitioner, the Harmonious and powerful flow of his Fist Intent, and a physique enhanced by the Buddha Sound Body Refining Technique.

These allowed him to achieve something nearly impossible for those at the same realm!

His block and dodge rate was close to 50%.

The ten-person squad was already dumbfounded. A novice Martial Artist could block bullets?

They couldn’t even see it clearly!

But in Huo Jun’s eyes, a 50% success rate on the battlefield was merely the difference between being "taken down in one shot" and "taken down in two shots."

’A good kid who’s killed before has to be different from the other trash!’

The only thing that surprised him was how Yang Shen had, on his first try, chosen a weapon for which he was quite talented.

’Spears, halberds, pikes, and staves are all really in the same class—all Long Weapons... Yang Shen seems well suited to them.’

Yang Shen became more and more focused. The source energy in his body was mobilized, circulating according to the Rising Sun Wheel model.

But this time, it wasn’t just his fists; the staff in his hand also grew scorching hot.

It grew so hot that the residual impurities on its surface vaporized, releasing wisps of smoke.

Huo Jun clearly understood the reason for this change perfectly, but he offered no hints whatsoever.

Finally, Huo Jun stopped and laughed. "Alright, that’s enough. Rubber bullets are hard to come by; we can’t use them all up in one day."

Yang Shen was covered in more than ten bruises, but his fighting spirit only intensified. After being so completely immersed, it wasn’t something he could snap out of in an instant.

His eyes remained locked on Huo Jun; he couldn’t rule out the possibility that this Madman was engaging in tactical deception.

’He might say he’s stopping, then fire two more shots.’

In Yang Shen’s book, Huo Jun wasn’t even half as reliable as Director Liang.

He even felt the urge to launch a sneak attack of his own and tell him, "Huo, this is what a real battlefield looks like!"

He was in so much pain he wanted to beat someone up!

Huo Jun tossed the gun aside, looking eager for more himself, but then a wicked idea popped into his head.

’Time to make this trash understand their place.’

Turning to the ten-person group, he randomly pointed at the tallest one. "You, come and spar with my Yang Shen!"

Yang Shen retorted in his head, ’Who the hell is "your" Yang Shen?!’

Tian Zihan was taken aback. "Sir, I’m in the top ten of our grade, early-stage Marrow Refining. This might be unfair to Yang."

In response, Huo Jun’s face darkened. "Early-stage Marrow Refining? What a bunch of garbage. Is there not a single mid-stage Marrow Refining student among you?"

The group of ten all shook their heads. After all, the Marrow Refining Realm spanned a Qi and Blood Value of 300-1000, and only a value above 500 was considered mid-stage. Even the former Xu Bamboo had never reached it...

Huo Jun said with a sigh of resignation, "Fine, two of you go then! Get a move on!"

After a brief silence from the ten, the long-haired girl stepped forward. On the surface, it was out of respect for Huo, but her eyes hid a defiant spirit.

’Blocking bullets... it’s just a flashy, useless trick! Is it going to add a single point to my college entrance exam score?’

’Someone ranked 23rd in the grade is acting all high and mighty?’

Tian Zihan was the first one called out, so he had no choice but to participate.

Standing over two meters tall, he offered a cupped-fist salute. "Yang, I’ll go easy on you."

The long-haired girl looked at Huo Jun. "Huo, are there any rules?"

"No rules. If you lose, you get on your knees and beg for mercy. It’s that simple. Why all the damn chatter!"

Yang Shen frowned slightly, wondering what the hell Huo Jun was plotting now. After a moment’s thought, he tossed the long staff in his hand to the side.

’It wasn’t arrogance. I’m just not skilled enough with it. Someone could get killed.’

’He knew from experience. After all, the only person he’d ever killed had been impaled by him.’

The long-haired girl was already scheming. As soon as Huo Jun urged them on, without any warning, she saw Yang Shen toss his weapon aside. Before he could even turn his head back from the side, she lunged.

’A sneak attack, right out in the open.’

The Rising Sun Wheel inside Yang Shen had never stopped circulating. Without even looking, he leaned back, letting the swift whip kick sail past him.

Her safety shorts were on full display.

He just frowned slightly... ’I can tell the difference between a normal spar and a deliberate sneak attack.’

’Looks like she needs to be taught a lesson.’

Stunned, the long-haired girl quickened her attacks.

Alternating between dodging and parrying, Yang Shen couldn’t help but think, ’Compared to a bullet... people are so damn slow... and way easier to read.’

’I don’t know this girl’s rank, but she’s a lot weaker than Xu Bamboo.’

’Admittedly, her Power is a little greater than mine, but her actual combat skill is just pathetic.’

’She probably gets high scores in other subjects to pull up her average.’

Unable to land a hit after a long time, the long-haired girl grit her teeth. "Tian Zihan! Are you an idiot?!"

Only then did Tian Zihan belatedly start to move forward, but he still felt that two against one... was beneath his dignity as a top-ten student.

If the long-haired girl followed a balanced path similar to Xu Bamboo, then Tian Zihan was pure Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin Route.

His movements were slow, his footwork clumsy. Every punch was pure, overwhelming force, as if he operated on the principle that if one punch had a 10% chance of landing, throwing ten would guarantee a hit.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t land a single punch.

The long-haired girl had already exchanged dozens of blows with Yang Shen, while Tian Zihan was so clumsy he seemed like an outsider. His moves had all the ferocity of a tiger, but his damage output was zero.

This was also the biggest drawback of the "Coffin Route." During the college entrance exams, they dominated the pure Power-based subjects, but their practical combat and speed were lacking.

The long-haired girl said viciously, "Idiot! Find a chance to grab him!"

This was another method the "Coffin Route" was good at: relying on their toughness to grab and crush their opponent in a bear hug!

The two of them finally started to coordinate, and it had to be said, being ganged up on by two early-stage Marrow Refining practitioners, Yang Shen finally felt a bit of pressure.

He was strong, but not invincible.

Especially with Tian Zihan’s two-meter frame constantly trying to get behind him for a bear hug!

After countering the long-haired girl yet again, he was finally caught, enveloped in Tian Zihan’s steel-pillar-like arms.

The long-haired girl was overjoyed and immediately rushed over, aiming a kick straight for Yang Shen’s heart.

However, in the next moment, Tian Zihan suddenly shrieked, "So hot! So hot!!"

The Yang Shen in his arms was like a red-hot stone. In his terror, he immediately let go.

Yang Shen had taken off his school uniform earlier. His mostly bare torso was perfect for using the "Flame Fist" technique to heat up his entire body and release heat.

Then, his face cold, he grabbed the long-haired girl’s flying ankle.

"You..."

The long-haired girl’s face was filled with terror.

At this moment, faint steam rose from Yang Shen’s body. His sharply defined muscles made him look like a monster emerging from the mist.

The next moment, a huge force surged. The long-haired girl, completely off-balance, was swung into the air by her ankle.

Her Power was greater than Yang Shen’s, but she had been too eager to score a hit and had put all her strength into the flying kick. Now, with no leverage, her superior Power was meaningless.

With a loud "BANG!", the long-haired girl was slammed heavily onto the ground by Yang Shen like a tattered sack.

With just that one hit, the girl’s mind went blank.

But it wasn’t over. Yang Shen heaved again, swinging her to the right.

Slamming side A, then flipping her to slam side B.

Right → Left → Right → Left... BABA.

The loud bangs were incessant. The ten-person group could only watch as the fifth-ranked student in their grade was brutally slammed around by Yang Shen...

Her school uniform was in disarray.

Yang Shen had finally used... the move he couldn’t bring himself to use on Zhao Mengmeng.

’This’ll teach you a lesson!’

After ten consecutive slams, the girl was completely still. Tian Zihan had already fled the fighting area.

’So brutal!’

Yang Shen tossed the long-haired girl onto the ground like a dead dog.

Such a violent exertion of force still aggravated the dozen or so "gunshot wounds" he had just received.

’Damn. After all that, the one who did the most damage to me was still Huo Jun.’

Wincing in pain, Yang Shen was also a little dazed...

’Have I gotten this strong without even realizing it?’

’Beating two people from a higher realm than me while I was already injured.’

He was a little unsteady on his feet and also worried the girl might be playing possum, so with a couple of hisses of pain, he plopped right down on top of her.

The girl let out a muffled groan but didn’t dare to move.

She was completely submitted, willingly becoming his seat.

Only then did Yang Shen raise his head and look calmly at Huo Jun. "Is it over?"

Huo Jun, however, looked at the girl under Yang Shen’s butt. "You should ask her. I think she’s in good enough shape to keep fighting."

The long-haired girl, her head buried, replied in a voice tinged with a sob, "It’s over... It’s over... I give up..."

Yang Shen: "Don’t move. If you give up, then stay down!"

The girl: "I was just... adjusting my posture. I was afraid you might be uncomfortable sitting..."

Yang Shen: ...

’Did you just awaken some weird fetish or something...?’

’But I gotta say, this seat cushion is pretty soft and springy.’

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