Evolving infinitely from ground zero

Chapter 230: 162, Crushing the Kyoto University Genius

Li Moyu ran away.

In front of a large audience, he lost to his defeated subordinate on the Martial Stage and even called his defeated subordinate “grandpa.”

This left him without any face, his self-esteem severely wounded.

Every second on the Martial Stage was torture.

Gao Mu looked in the direction where Li Moyu had disappeared, gathered the Qi-Blood in his body, and shouted through his throat:

“Li Moyu, do you know why your Li family only promotes your brother Li Yijin and not you?”

“Because you’re just a good-for-nothing!”

“I’ve heard that you couldn’t even be the top freshman at Shan University, suppressed by a local freshman named Lin Zichen, you’re such a fucking loser!!!”

Gao Mu shouted this last sentence particularly loudly.

It was about kicking someone who was already down!

It was about delivering a blow to the heart!

What better time to revel in victory than this?

Li Moyu, amidst the crowd, felt furious upon hearing Gao Mu’s loud shout.

But being at a disadvantage, he could only pretend he didn’t hear it, quietly shrinking his head like a turtle.

He could only think to himself that sooner or later, he would trample Gao Mu underfoot just like in high school and humiliate this once-defeated opponent thoroughly.

…

Below the stage.

Ma Xiwei frowned slightly and was puzzled, “Li Moyu’s college entrance exam results, both in terms of physical quality and Genetic Fusion adaptability, were much higher than Gao Mu’s.”

“The Genetic Fusion technology of Capital University is strong, but it’s not that much stronger than Shan University at the same level.”

“Logically speaking, it’s impossible for Gao Mu to surpass Li Moyu in just half a year.”

“This is too unreasonable.”

Ma Xiwei, the fourth-place finisher in Capital City’s college entrance exam, was very familiar with the three people who ranked ahead of her.

She knew exactly how big the gap between the third-ranked Gao Mu and the first-ranked Li Moyu was.

She couldn’t fathom how Gao Mu, the third-ranked, could overtake the first-ranked Li Moyu in just half a year’s time.

Lin Zichen, listening to her, didn’t find it unreasonable.

This world was too mysterious.

Many unknown places remained unexplored.

Many ways to become stronger had not yet been unearthed.

It was entirely possible for someone to suddenly become abnormally strong, and it wouldn’t seem unreasonable.

Not to mention someone like Shen Qinghan in the distance.

From a child, she was gentle and weak, timid and insecure, barely daring to speak loudly to others.

But due to her unique physique, once she became an adult, she grew stronger as she said she would.

Lin Zichen felt that in such a vast world, there must certainly be quite a few people like Shen Qinghan.

And that Capital University freshman named Gao Mu on the stage was very likely one of these people.

It was just that the extent of his improvement might not be as exaggerated as Shen Qinghan’s.

An increase in strength like Shen Qinghan’s would be hard to find anywhere in the world.

Otherwise, Yuan Dongzhi wouldn’t have been repeatedly startled by her.

“Which of you two is Lin Zichen?”

Gao Mu walked to the other edge of the Martial Stage and carelessly squatted down, looking down at Lin Zichen and Luo Yongjian below the stage.

“I am.”

Lin Zichen spoke indifferently.

Gao Mu focused his gaze on him, and while sizing him up, said, “I heard you’ve been suppressing Li Moyu at Shan University all this time. Care to have a friendly spar on stage?”

Defeating Li Moyu was not enough.

He also wanted to defeat Lin Zichen, who had been suppressing Li Moyu.

To let Li Moyu understand the difference between them.

Lin Zichen knew what this person was thinking and did not reject his challenge, but instead said calmly:

“What’s the wager?”

“The loser calls the winner grandpa.”

“There’s no point in that bet. If we’re going to bet, let’s bet something tangible.”

Lin Zichen was not interested in intangible bets like calling out dad or grandpa.

He was only interested in money and evolutionary resources.

Gao Mu thought for a moment and said, “I have ten Advanced Qi-Blood Pills in my dormitory, they’re yours if you win.”

One Advanced Qi-Blood Pill was valued at 100,000.

Ten pills, that’s 1 million.

The wager was quite generous.

Lin Zichen approved of the wager, immediately leaped onto the Martial Stage and said in an even tone:

“I have ten Advanced Rejuvenation Pills worth about as much as your ten Advanced Qi-Blood Pills. If you win, they are all yours.”

“Okay.”

Gao Mu stood up and asked, “I hear you’re also following the Pureblood Human Path?”

Lin Zichen: “Yes.”

Gao Mu shook his head and smiled, “You ignore the bright future of the Genetic Fusion Path and choose the dim prospects of the Pureblood Human Path?”

“Buddy, that’s a bit foolish of you.”

“Ten years ago, Capital City had a valedictorian who was lured into following the Pureblood Human Path, thinking he could carve out a new world for himself.”

“And today, ten years later, this valedictorian from Capital City has become insignificant, his life ruined.”

“Learn from the past, teach the future. I advise you to give up this so-called Pureblood Human Path as early as possible and switch to the Genetic Fusion Path. Don’t ruin yourself.”

Gao Mu pontificated from his high perch, clearly considering himself superior, with an extremely condescending attitude.

Hearing his words, many of the soldiers below began to discuss amongst themselves.

They usually only took care of suppressing the Origin Land and rarely paid attention to minor matters outside of that, unaware of Lin Zichen’s story.

When they learned that Lin Zichen, with such a great talent, did not follow the Genetic Fusion Path but went for something called the Pureblood Human Path, they all found it unbelievable.

“Would a sane person do this?”

“Isn’t that too bleak?”

“Being able to represent the two major schools to participate in the special training clearly shows his talent is unquestionable. It’s a waste not to follow the Genetic Fusion Path, I don’t know what he’s thinking.”

The soldiers present all didn’t understand Lin Zichen’s choice, and many shook their heads as they talked.

Clearly, they didn’t have much faith in the Pureblood Human Path, considering it a path only madmen would take, with no future in sight.