Supreme Martial God of the City-Chapter 354 - 350: Turtle Race (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Chapter 354: Chapter 350: Turtle Race (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions) freēwēbnovel.com

"Hmm? Oh... alright."

"For you."

The girl handing out the bracelets snapped out of her daydream when she heard Ye Tian’s words, her face blushing as she handed him the blue bracelet.

"Thank you."

Ye Tian waved and turned to leave, but the girl suddenly exclaimed, "Don’t go!"

"What’s up? Is there something else?"

Ye Tian turned around, puzzled.

"Uh... nothing..."

"I... can you tell me your name?"

The girl initially shook her head quickly but then mustered up her courage to look up at Ye Tian and ask in a small voice.

Although this bracelet girl wasn’t as stunning as Lin Chumo or Mu Yunxi, she was still a pretty and pure girl who could easily be an ideal partner for most boys.

The boys queuing and those around them all looked at Ye Tian with resentment, thinking, "Damn you, Ye Tian, you’ve captured another beauty’s heart."

"I curse you to run out of toilet paper when you need it."

"Oh, me? My name is Ye Tian."

"And your name? Nice to meet you."

Ye Tian’s smile was as warm as a gentle breeze, making people want to set aside their irritation.

"I... my name is Fang Yingying."

The girl’s face turned red as she looked up, only to see Ye Tian and his group gradually walking away. She felt a wave of disappointment.

...

"Ye Tian, were you hitting on someone just now?"

"Asking for her name? Aren’t Mu Yunxi and I enough for you?"

"Hmph!"

Mu Yunxi pinched Ye Tian’s waist, as if someone had knocked over a jar of vinegar, and a sour aroma filled the air.

"How is that possible? Am I that kind of person?"

"I was just politely answering a girl’s question."

Ye Tian grabbed Mu Yunxi’s delicate jade hand and said with a smile.

"Boss, you are definitely that kind of person."

Xiao Pang sneaked a glance at Ye Tian and thought to himself.

"I don’t believe it."

"Help me and Chumo put on these bracelets."

Mu Yunxi smiled and raised her hand along with Lin Chumo’s hand.

"You two are such little lazy pigs."

Ye Tian looked at the two girls dotingly, carefully placing the bracelets on their wrists.

"Boss, stop showing off your love. If you get beaten up later, don’t blame Xiao Pang."

"I can’t take this anymore with all my fat."

Xiao Pang said helplessly. The stress of following Ye Tian was immense, and now he was shedding weight rapidly from metaphorical dog food.

If eyes could kill, Ye Tian would have died countless times by now from the glares of Yunhai University’s boys. Showing off love gets you killed quickly.

"Hurry up, over there."

"Archaeology Department students to the track."

"Men’s one-thousand meters, women’s eight-hundred meters, starting soon. Stop dawdling."

"Don’t waste everyone’s time."

A bald man with a microphone shouted at Ye Tian and the others.

This bald man wasn’t a math teacher, a physics teacher, or a PE teacher. He was a dance teacher, known as the Bald Dancer!!!

"Brother Tian, hurry up, the Bald Dancer is rushing us."

"His temper is notorious. If we annoy him, he might fail us."

Xiao Pang shrank his neck, speaking fearfully.

"Pfft..."

"So, he really is the legendary Bald Dancer of our school!"

Mu Yunxi laughed, thinking it was just a joke until she saw him in person.

...

"Teacher, sorry, we’re late."

In a minute, the group arrived at the track, and Lin Chumo apologized to the Bald Dancer.

"No problem, just a minor issue."

"Just be quicker next time."

The Bald Dancer inspected Lin Chumo, the school beauty of Yunhai University, with eyes full of concern a teacher would have.

"Hey, those Archaeology Department kids are here."

"The school beauty looks even more beautiful, truly a fairy!"

"None of your business. Look at her boyfriend, Ye Tian, so handsome and rich, and so good at playing the guzheng."

"It’s said that Master Diling is even his student."

Some boys chatted, casting envious glances at Ye Tian.

"Ye Tian can also play the piano, awesome."

"But Master Diling is the world’s top pianist. How could he be Ye Tian’s student? You’re kidding."

"Do you think Ye Tian can break Jiang Tao’s thousand-meter record?"

"Probably not. Jiang Tao is from the Sports Department, tall and strong, while Ye Tian is so thin. Doesn’t seem likely."

"True."

Some boys nodded, full of doubt.

"Bang~~~"

At that moment, the starting gun fired, and all the students from the Archaeology Department dashed forward like bees collecting honey.

On the other side.

"Ye Tian? Yunhai University’s number one male god. His looks are indeed extraordinary."

"I wonder how good you are at sports. I think they’ve noticed me."

"My father didn’t give me this powerful explosive for nothing. I’m definitely getting into the Cloud Sea Sect."

Jiang Tao stood in a corner, watching Ye Tian attentively, a flash of brilliance in his eyes, looking towards the podium.

It turns out Jiang Tao was the illegitimate son of Yunhai University’s vice principal. He had been informed in advance by his father that a special guest would visit the university today.

They were Martial Cultivators from Kunlun, visiting to select talented students for their sect, so the night before, Jiang Tao had prepared a bottle of powerful explosive to improve his performance.

Gazing at his bracelet that glowed yellow, he grinned proudly, feeling confident about his chances of getting into the Cloud Sea Sect.

"I will become a mighty martial artist."

"Heh, the gap between us is like that between an ant and a dragon."

Jiang Tao looked disdainfully at Ye Tian on the track.

Initially, he had joined Yunhai University for Mu Yunxi. From his father, the vice principal, he learned she was from the Kyoto Mu Family, and he was determined to pursue her.

But now Ye Tian had taken her, fueling his hatred.

On the track.

Most of the rich kids from the Archaeology Department were almost out of breath after just one lap, complaining and ready to give up.

Meanwhile, the girls, especially Mu Yunxi and Lin Chumo, persisted. As martial artists, they had no pressure and were even chatting and laughing.

"Brother Tian, I can’t run anymore, so tired!"

"I feel like something is suppressing my performance."

"It’s really uncomfortable."

Sweating heavily, Xiao Pang leaned on Ye Tian’s shoulder.

Ye Tian glanced at Xiao Pang’s bracelet, seeing a faint glow. He said, "Xiao Pang, you’re too fat. You need to lose weight."

"I always tell you to exercise more, but now you’re worn out after just one lap."

"Turtle race pace!"

Ye Tian patted Xiao Pang, and a stream of white energy flowed into him, making him feel suddenly refreshed.

It was like a bottle of Sprite had been poured on him.

Near Ye Tian’s apartment, a group dressed in blood-red clothes was gradually approaching.