Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 948 - 947: Top Scholar

Chapter 948: Chapter 947: Top Scholar

Su Yang’s aura suddenly escalated, to the point that even The Sovereigns would fear him, let alone these powerless students.

Those who had been making a big fuss immediately wilted, as their courage was only in words, how could they dare to truly fight with Su Yang?

Although Su Yang was alone here, he was after all the founder of Destiny Martial Arts, with heaven-defying strength. Plus, given Su Yang’s background, if it really came to blows, they wouldn’t be able to handle the aftermath!

Fang Zhong was also startled by Su Yang’s imposing manner, but thinking of Lin Qingru by his side, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Su, don’t throw your weight around here. Who do you think you’re scaring? We’re not afraid of being shattered to pieces; we wish to maintain our integrity in the world. We may not have your family background, but we’re not afraid of you. If you have the ability, then kill us all!"

"Yeah, if you’re so capable, kill us all!" The crowd began to shout again, their morale rising once more.

"Damn!" Su Yang was left speechless. Were these the top students or a bunch of idiots? Could their brains only solve equations?

Fortunately, at this moment, Zhao Qiu Peng arrived with a few others, and the situation at the scene finally calmed down somewhat.

Zhao Qiu Peng was indeed holding a bouquet, but he brought the flowers for his girlfriend Xie Wei. As for the others present, Zhao Qiu Peng didn’t even want to spare them a glance. In his view, Su Yang was superfluous here; the night was clearly Fang Zhong’s show. By coming over, wasn’t Su Yang just boosting Fang Zhong’s morale?

Those with Fang Zhong didn’t engage with Su Yang’s group, but sat at different tables, drinking and chatting loudly. Especially the ones sitting close to Su Yang’s table, who were drinking and reciting poetry simultaneously.

Be it the treacherousness of the Shu roads or the profound depth of the poem about the solitary phoenix tree and the locked-in autumn, or the poem expressing the ebullience of youth, they mixed heroism with grace, making themselves seem like wandering poets, preluding their recitations with a drink to display their spirit. However, each time after reciting, they would sneak glances at Jeang Zier and Qi’er, feeling dejected upon noticing that the girls weren’t looking at them, and they would resume lamenting the changing fortunes of life and the hardships faced by the youth.

In short, these people were trying their best to catch the attention of Jeang Zier and Qi’er, but to no avail. On the contrary, as none of them were good drinkers, long before the meal was half over, seven or eight were already vomiting, making the atmosphere even more awkward.

On the other hand, Young Master Su’s table was peaceful, everyone talked and laughed harmoniously, enjoying the meal without any unnecessary fanfare.

After the dishes were served, a man walked in from the outside and handed a list directly to Fang Zhong.

Upon seeing the list, Fang Zhong was overjoyed. He stood up, slapped the table, and loudly said, "Everyone, quiet down, quiet down!"

All eyes turned to Fang Zhong, who shook the list in his hand and smiled, "Our exam scores, they’re out!"

The crowd immediately became noisy, clamoring for Fang Zhong to read the scores aloud.

Fang Zhong was straightforward and started reciting, "Fang Zhong, six hundred and eighty-nine points!"

There was a round of cheers at the site; the score was exceedingly high and naturally left people in awe.

"That’s the first place!" A student suddenly shouted, "Fang Zhong, never mind us for now, find Su Yang’s score first, see if our dear Young Master Su is six hundred and eighty-nine points behind you!"

The crowd burst into laughter, and another student joked, "That’s hard to say; who knows if the kid might score in the negatives!"

The laughter grew even louder, and as Fang Zhong perused the list from top to bottom, his expression turned to surprise, "Eh? How come Su Yang’s score isn’t on here?"

"What?" Everyone was stunned. What was going on?

"Must be a mistake, let me have a look!" Another student took the list and looked through it, also surprised, "Yeah, Su Yang’s score isn’t on here!"

"What’s going on?"

Everyone looked at each other, puzzled. Suddenly, one of the students said, "Do you guys think it’s because he did so poorly on the exam that our school is too embarrassed to write his name on the board?"

Everyone burst into laughter, and one of the students shouted loudly, "Could it really be that he scored negative points? Making history?"

"Hey, Young Master Su, what can you do now? You took the college entrance exam, but your results aren’t out; how are you going to sort this out? How many points do you think suit you?"

"With Young Master Su’s ability, a perfect score wouldn’t be surprising, and he could definitely get into a good school!"

"Yeah, him not caring about face, isn’t it all the same which school he goes to?"

The laughter was unceasing as everyone rushed to mock Su Yang, seizing the opportunity they had waited all night for.

Su Yang, however, remained calm; his results not being on the list was indeed a surprise for him. But he believed there must be a reason for it.

"If your results aren’t here, then you must have scored zero points!" Fang Zhong suddenly said coldly, "Su Yang, now, are you going to kneel down in front of Lin Qingru yourself, or do we need to help you?"

"Just because you can’t find my results, you’re saying I scored zero?" Su Yang laughed coldly, "Isn’t that a bit too arbitrary? Why don’t you say it’s because you’re not capable?"

Fang Zhong was furious, "Who are you calling incapable?"

"I’m talking about you. If you can’t even find this bit of data, doesn’t that mean you’re not capable?" Su Yang said.

Fang Zhong yelled, "You... You’re too embarrassed to write your score, isn’t that the same as zero points?"

"Not necessarily," Su Yang said with a faint smile, just about to speak when he suddenly heard a noise from outside. He turned towards the door and said with a smile, "Oh, looks like someone has come to announce my results!"

Not understanding what he meant, everyone turned their heads to look. At that moment, two cars had just pulled up at the entrance, and several people got out. The one leading them was none other than the principal of No. 7 Middle School, Dong Hui, accompanied by the school’s Director of Political Education.

Dong Hui, nodding and bowing, led the people behind him inside. As soon as he entered, he immediately made eye contact with Su Yang. However, before he could speak, the Director of Political Education, seemingly eager to take credit, pointed at Su Yang and announced, "Leaders, this is the person you’re looking for, the top scorer of the Pingnan Province college entrance exam, Su Yang!"

At these words, the entire room was in shock; everyone was flabbergasted. All eyes turned to Su Yang. What was happening?

The top scorer of the Pingnan Province college entrance exam, Su Yang?

Do the first few words even match the last two?

Shouldn’t Fang Zhong be the top scorer of the Pingnan Province college entrance exam? Just now, the score sheet had Fang Zhong in first place, and it seemed to be a settled matter, right?

Was the Director of Political Education drunk, not yet sober, to say such a thing? What exactly was going on?

And with Dong Hui following behind, the others in tow were leaders too; what was all this about?