Forest.
Su Lu looked up at the sky, where stars twinkled and surrounded a full moon.
Unlike the moon back home, the moon hanging in this sky was extraordinarily large, almost two to three times the size of the one from his previous life.
Just from this fact alone, he knew his current world was completely different from his previous one.
"But... this moonlight is still just as beautiful!"
Su Lu sighed with appreciation, abruptly turned around, and saw Donald, as radiant as the sun, walking towards him, "You were looking for me?"
"Yep, I wanted to talk to you," Su Lu nodded, "I think… there has been some misunderstandings between us. We do not need to sort this out by a duel tomorrow. We can settle it now, right?"
"You want to sort it out privately?" Donald smiled, "Okay … as long as you agree to join the Fight Club and become a coach!"
In this way, they might be able to regain their reputation among the students.
"Coach? How much does that pay weekly?"
Su Lu asked immediately.
"…" Donald's expression was a tad awkward. Maybe he didn't expect Su Lu to seriously consider his suggestion or surrender so quickly, "We're a university hobby club, we do get some donations and financial support from the school, but coaches generally don't receive a salary. They can, however, charge for private lessons…"
"I see. In that case, I decline!"
Su Lu was busy right now and didn't have time to deal with other matters.
If the Fight Club offered an attractive package, things might be different.
"In that case… I have no choice…" Donald shrugged his shoulders," I'm looking forward to our duel tomorrow!"
He was brimming with confidence. After the last fight, he was convinced that although Su Lu was formidable, he was not his match.
"Donald, I think you've misunderstood something!"
Su Lu took a deep breath, "I wanted to resolve this privately, as I do not want the Fight Club to lose face tomorrow!"
"Lose face? You think I am going to lose to you?" Donald raised an eyebrow.
"Win or lose, wouldn't we know if we try?" Su Lu took a deep breath.
"Bring it on!"
Donald, dressed in a loose white fighter's suit, was ready in combat position.
"Why are you so eager to agree?"
Su Lu found the situation a little strange.
"Because... your willingness to come here shows that you are somewhat confident… and in the world of fighting, the gap in strength can't necessarily dictate everything!"
Donald answered seriously.
"Alright then... here I come!"
Su Lu chuckled lightly, stomped his foot, and suddenly appeared in front of Donald, his hand chopping downwards, "Tiger Form!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The wild wind howled as he swept it away with his hand, his momentum was ferocious, as if he had truly transformed into a tiger.
Bam!
Donald used his arm to block and felt a tremendous force attacking him directly. He was forced to retreat several steps with an astonished expression, "You… you've changed!"
He had fought with Su Lu before. The strength Su Lu wielded now was far beyond what he had shown in their previous encounter!
Only a few days have passed!
'Could it be… what Angelia said was true, and such geniuses truly exist in this world? If it's him... perhaps he could touch 'that world', too?'
Various thoughts flashed through Donald's mind.
The Fight Club's coach had of course told him all about Su Lu.
Donald was skeptical about the fact that Su Lu had only learned to fight two days ago.
But now, he was convinced! Some geniuses' rate of progress simply couldn't be measured by normal standards!
Whoosh, whoosh!
As Donald retreated, Su Lu quickly moved his hands like he was preparing to sprint, circled Donald at a high speed, and launched a fierce attack, "Crane Form!"
Bam! Bam!
Donald guarded his face and other vital areas with both hands, his muscles bulged as he used the air resistance skill he used last time again.
A wave of attacks struck him. It was like a catastrophic flood crashing into an iron wall.
Whoosh … Bam!
Two shadows touched and separated. At that moment, Su Lu kicked mid-air.
Such behavior was extremely dangerous in a duel because it was difficult to maintain balance in mid-air, leaving the opponent with an opportunity to defeat you.
But Su Lu was different!
With a spirit attribute value of 1.6, he knew what he was doing, with room to spare.
The shadow of his leg struck Donald, the enormous force made him continuously retreat.
"I lost …"
Several minutes later, Donald gasped for breath. Looking at the black footprint on his chest, an odd expression crossed his face, "You… are you a Transcendent Solider already?"
"Transcendent Soldier? What do you mean?"
Su Lu stopped and asked immediately.
"The power from your kick just now exceeded the boundaries of ordinary people. But after some consideration, it still seems a bit… too small..." Donald dusted himself off, his eyes shining as he looked at Su Lu. It didn't seem he felt upset for losing, but rather, the contrary, "Now I believe it, there are indeed geniuses in this world!"
Whether he was doing it intentionally or not, he shifted away from the topic of being transcendent.
"Genius? Haha…"
If it wasn't for the attribute panel, Su Lu thought he would have been killed by Donald, "So… are we still going to compete tomorrow?"
"No, we won't! We won't!"
Donald quickly waved his hands.
Did he think it was fun to get on stage to get embarrassed, fully knowing he was mismatched?
"Don't be so quick to refuse…"
Su Lu maintained his inscrutable expression, "If you are willing to pay some extra fees … I wouldn't mind losing to you tomorrow!"
Donald choked on air, the sun-soaked smile on his face disappeared without a trace, "Do you think discussing throwing a match here, as two fighters, is a good idea?"
"I think it's perfectly normal…"
Su Lu lamented the lost Golden Dragon, squeezing out a slight smile, "Since you're not willing, I won't compete tomorrow!"
Besides resolving the grudge today, he had only wanted more experience.
At this point, looking at the [XP+20] on the attribute panel, he was quite gratified.
The Fight Club's president indeed had more experience to offer than Baron.
However, now that they had become allies, a second round of experience harvest seemed off the table.
'Sigh…'
Su Lu sighed inwardly, getting ready to leave.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of the wind rose.
Suddenly, a sensation of hair raising fear spread across his whole body!
"This feeling… This feeling! It can't be wrong, it's that killing shadow again!"
Su Lu's face hardened, and he looked around.
Swoosh, swoosh!
A dark shadow, fluid like, flowed out from the forest, quickly wrapping around his and Donald's shadows.
The two fighters exchanged a look and froze, standing still like statues.
'The one pulling the strings from behind… it has finally appeared!'
Although Su Lu couldn't move, his mind was racing, "Is it because I exposed myself in front of Moli today, or because I challenged Donald?"
Despite having dealt with it once before, Su Lu still found himself helpless.
Desire flared in his heart like a raging fire.
'It's not enough! It's still not enough!'
'Does defeating a mere Fight Club count for anything? Can I take pride in such an achievement?'
'I am still nothing in the face of transcendent power!'
'Strength! I need greater strength!!!'