Martial God: Grinding from Mortal Flesh to Immortality-Chapter 35: The 4th Position! Yang Meng’s Resentment!

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: The 4th Position! Yang Meng’s Resentment!

"Lu Sheng..."

Yang Meng rotated his neck, a flame burning deep in his eyes.

Already losing to Mu Bing had made Yang Meng somewhat frantic.

And now, in the fourth battle, he encountered Zhao Jiadi.

Had it been before, Yang Meng would certainly not have conceded, but now having switched to Mechanical Transformer, his future lay in Zhao Jiadi’s hands, forcing him to surrender.

Losing two consecutive battles filled the heart of this former top Martial Artist with immense frustration.

Seeing Lu Sheng now involuntarily reminded Yang Meng of the time Lu Sheng refused him, a trivial matter that now loomed large in his mind.

In the end...

The nameless anger in Yang Meng’s eyes grew more prominent as he looked at Lu Sheng.

"Hmph!"

Yang Meng snorted coldly. His mechanical prosthetics roared to life, bursting with power as he charged toward Lu Sheng.

His mechanical fist shot out, brimming with terrifying force, intending to unleash his anger upon Lu Sheng.

However...

Just as Yang Meng’s fist was about to land, Lu Sheng smiled faintly and then opened his mouth.

"I surrender!"

With those words, Lu Sheng’s figure vanished.

Yang Meng’s fist hit nothing but air.

The misdirected force turned Yang Meng’s eyes bloodshot.

"Lu Sheng!!!"

Standing alone on the empty virtual arena, Yang Meng roared in anger.

Meanwhile, in a virtual room, Lu Sheng’s figure slowly appeared. Before him were the results of his matches.

Four wins, one loss.

"What a pity, I didn’t expect to meet Yang Meng in the last round. Even though he’s no longer a Martial Artist, his switch to Mechanical Transformer has made him stronger."

Lu Sheng shook his head slightly, but he wasn’t too concerned. After all, he wasn’t a fool; being at tier one while Yang Meng was at tier two made it pointless to wait for a beating.

Better to concede outright.

Soon, Lu Sheng’s screen darkened as he exited the virtual room and returned to reality.

Removing his virtual helmet, Lu Sheng observed his surroundings. Most of the Elite Class had already finished their five battle tests and returned to reality.

Quickly, all Elite Class students had completed their tests.

On the podium, three Elite Class instructors were discussing among themselves. Shortly after, a ranking screen appeared on the large display.

The screen showed the results of the midterm exam.

"First place: Mu Bing!"

"Second place: Zhao Jiadi!"

"Third place: Yang Meng!"

The Elite Class students weren’t too surprised by the top three, as only these three had reached tier two.

These spots naturally belonged to them.

But as the students read further, they were taken aback.

"Fourth place: Lu Sheng!"

"Lu Sheng? A Martial Artist? How did a Martial Artist get the fourth spot right after the top three?"

In the class, someone couldn’t help but speak up.

Especially the Mechanical Transformers and Cultivators, who couldn’t believe a tier one Martial Artist could rank this high.

The Elite Class students who hadn’t fought Lu Sheng were wide-eyed and disbelieving.

Only Zhu Neng, Liu Huan, and a Mechanical Transformer who had fought Lu Sheng had a knowing look, saying nothing.

The other Cultivators and Mechanical Transformers started to buzz with chatter.

Meanwhile, the Martial Artist camp was stunned before breaking into joyous celebration.

Ever since Yang Meng switched to the Mechanical Transformer camp, the Martial Artists’ status in the Elite Class had plummeted, making them feel downtrodden.

Now, with Lu Sheng ranking fourth, even if not in the top three, it made the Martial Artists feel proud.

"Holy crap, Lu Sheng, you’re actually fourth!!"

Lu Sheng’s deskmate was the first to react, grabbing and shaking Lu Sheng’s arm excitedly, his face flushed, making it seem like he’d gotten fourth.

Soon, more Martial Artists gathered around Lu Sheng, congratulating him with smiles.

"Hahaha, Lu Sheng, you did it! Fourth place! Let’s see those Mechanical Transformers dare say we Martial Artists are nobodies!"

"I’ve long been annoyed by the other two factions. And look, it’s a Martial Artist who took the top spot in tier one!"

"I bet our camp can hold its own even without certain people. From now on, Lu Sheng, you’re the leader of our camp!"

"Yeah, we don’t need certain turncoats."

Some Martial Artists, now emboldened, even almost started cursing in the presence of others.

Yang Meng switching to Mechanical Transformer had made them resentful and hang their heads for a long while. Now, they had a reason to vent.

Lu Sheng listened to his fellow Martial Artists, maintaining a calm demeanor and ultimately offering a composed smile.

They might have seen him defeat Zhu Neng and Liu Huan, but only Lu Sheng knew that without his knowledge in Basic Bionic Maintenance and the subsequent informational edge, he might not have won.

So he wasn’t arrogant from the praise.

Yet these words weren’t hidden and naturally reached Yang Meng’s ears.

Instantly, Yang Meng, already burning with repressed anger from his losses to Mu Bing and Zhao Jiadi, turned even resentful.

Boom!!

Yang Meng’s fist slammed onto the table with a dull thud.

Yang Meng’s face was flushed, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous red light.

"Just a coward, someone who didn’t even have the guts to face me, daring to boast here."

"If you’ve got the guts, fight me head-on! Come on!"

"Lu Sheng, I’m challenging you!!"

Yang Meng’s hysterical roar echoed through the classroom.

In response to the Martial Artists’ taunts, Yang Meng had now redirected his frustrations from losing to Mu Bing and Zhao Jiadi entirely onto Lu Sheng.