Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 56 gives the [Constructivist School] a shock.

Wang Dong was so frightened that his face turned pale, as if he had seen a real bear.

He instinctively reached out and shook hands with the other person.

In that instant, Xiong Lei suddenly exerted his strength.

He has ninety magical circuits within his body, and his physical enhancement level is also quite high.

The moment the palm exerts force, the veins on the arm bulge out, like floating earthworms.

The reason why girls dislike him, besides his rude and unpleasant personality, is also related to his excessive fitness routine.

But the boys were quite envious, staring at Xiong Lei's muscular physique with infatuated expressions.

When Wang Dong was gripped by that large hand, it felt like he was being clamped by hydraulic clamps, and he cried out in pain.

Xiong Lei dismissively flung his hand away, letting out a cold snort: "Tch, a pretty face but no substance from the [Energy Shaping School]."

He then turned to the group of girls, a smug look on his face, as if to say:

See that? The [Energy Shaping School] is nothing special. Their strength is poor, and their looks are just so-so.

The girls all showed expressions of disgust upon seeing this.

Gu Xintong recognized that it was Wang Dong.

Although she didn't think the two were very close, he often greeted her and was good friends with Zhang Qingzhe.

She got angry when she saw her friend's friend being bullied for no reason.

"Xiong Lei, what do you mean by this? Why are you targeting others for no reason?" Gu Xintong spoke up for Wang Dong.

"How did I bully him? I was just showing some friendliness." Xiong Lei showed no remorse, but rather a hint of smugness.

He felt that after this comparison, Gu Xintong should understand who was more outstanding.

If I really had to choose a boyfriend, I would be the best choice.

"I...I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me." Wang Dong forced a smile at Gu Xintong.

The girls in the back row were surprised.

They stared at Wang Dong with wide eyes, mistaking him for "that boy" that Gu Xintong had mentioned.

Everyone frowned in unison, wondering what was wrong with Gu Xintong.

Is it possible that someone as beautiful as herself has such...unique taste?

The boy in front of me looks very ordinary.

Everyone shook their heads helplessly, thinking: This really is a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.

Gao Bailu was getting a little anxious.

Others may remain silent and simply treat it as a joke.

But as Gu Xintong's best friend, she felt it was her responsibility to correct her friend's slightly "distorted" perspective.

"Gu Xintong, the guy we just met is definitely much more handsome than this one."

Gao Bailu bit her lip worriedly, then continued, "Don't rush into a relationship. Let me introduce you to that guy. It might be beneficial for your future life choices..."

Gu Xintong looked completely bewildered, having no idea what her best friend was talking about.

Just then, she suddenly saw someone approaching, and her big eyes lit up instantly.

Zhang Qingzhe finally squeezed through, first turning his head to glance at Wang Dong:

"You ran so fast, so you came here to watch the fun."

"Even if I stop pursuing Gu Xintong, I can at least look at the other beauties in the [Structural School], right?"

"Of course you can! Who says you can't?"

Wang Dong, still holding his burning hands, looked at Zhang Qingzhe strangely: "Why are you here too?"

"I was asked to come and cheer you on!"

Gao Bailu saw Zhang Qingzhe, excitedly shook Gu Xintong's wrist, and said:

"Xintong, look! This is the person we just met!"

She lowered her voice and whispered in Gu Xintong's ear:

"So, what do you think? This one's more handsome, right? I'm begging you, please... raise your standards a little, okay?"

Gu Xintong blinked, still confused, and could only stammer:

"Actually, the person I was talking about is also..."

Zhang Qingzhe raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a clear light, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"Gu Xintong, I'm here. I hope you do well in the [Dream Simulation]."

"Um!"

Gu Xintong smiled gently.

But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the girls in the class were all staring at the two of them, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Zhang Qingzhe remained oblivious as usual, completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere.

He moved closer to Gu Xintong and said in an almost whispered voice, "Last night, I made the [Number 7 Battery] card."

"real?"

Gu Xintong opened her eyes wide.

Although she felt that Zhang Qingzhe had exceptional talent in card making when she was receiving his tutoring.

But no matter how much I overestimated it, I never expected they would actually make a LV3 card—

This is equivalent to completing a senior's degree in the first year of university.

"ha--?"

Gao Bailu exhaled a breath of cold air and pulled Gu Xintong to her side.

Gao Bailu originally wanted to help her friend improve her aesthetic taste, but she didn't expect that the two had already known each other.

This made her somewhat uneasy, worried that the other party was intentionally getting close to her and that Gu Xintong would be cheated out of money and sexually exploited.

"Oh dear, he wouldn't lie to me."

Gu Xintong's casual reply made Gao Bailu feel even more threatened.

Xiong Lei was still basking in his previous smugness when he suddenly heard the girls laughing and talking again.

He had only casually turned his head at first, but the moment he saw Zhang Qingzhe's face, he suddenly understood—

I realized I had contacted the wrong person.

The shining young man in front of him was his mortal enemy.

Xiong Lei has always held the view that:

The reason why my appearance score is low is entirely because people like Zhang Qingzhe raise the social average.

If all these people died, he would be a handsome guy.

With this deep-seated "class hatred" in his heart, he stepped forward again.

"Welcome friends from the Sculpting School to visit," Xiong Lei said with a smile, extending his hand.

This guy might not be very bright; he just keeps using the same trick over and over again.

But with his strong physique, he could indeed "make a living with one trick".

When that bear-paw-like hand was extended in front of Zhang Qingzhe, Wang Dong's face immediately turned pale.

He recalled the terrifying experience of being shaken by Zhang Qingzhe and hurriedly tried to push him away.

Gu Xintong and Gao Bailu, who were talking in hushed tones, also noticed what was about to happen and hurriedly turned around.

"Zhang Qingzhe, don't shake hands with him..."

Before the anxious warning could even be fully uttered, Zhang Qingzhe had already reached out his hand.

Xiong Lei's face broke into an ugly smile, his mouth stretching almost to his ears.

He thought to himself:

I have ninety [magic loops], crushing a pretty boy like you is a piece of cake. Today I'm going to make you look like a fool in front of Gu Xintong.

Xiong Lei suddenly exerted force with his palm, pinching Zhang Qingzhe's tiger's mouth hard.

To his surprise, Zhang Qingzhe's reaction was indifferent, and his face remained as handsome as ever.

In fact, Zhang Qingzhe had already seen the scene from a distance.

He made a rough guess:

My number of [Magic Circuits] is slightly less, but their quality should be higher than the opponent's.

Therefore, Zhang Qingzhe really wanted to test how much difference there was between the two of them.

As expected, Zhang Qingzhe waited quietly for three seconds before shaking his head in slight disappointment.

Just as Xiong Lei was feeling puzzled, a sharp, piercing pain suddenly shot through his hand.

His expression twisted, but a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he was about to speak a threat.

But Zhang Qingzhe had had enough fun.

The opponent's painstakingly honed [Magic Circuit] was weak and unstable, while his own [Magic Circuit], obtained through cheating, was as solid as a rock.

It seems there's no need to continue the experiment.

So, Zhang Qingzhe gently pressed his wrist down—

"Oh ho ho ho..." Xiong Lei made a strange sound.

Then, with a "thump," he knelt down between Zhang Qingzhe's legs.