Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System Chapter 6: The Great Waves Fall, And You Are But Woodcutters on the Shore

Though her voice remained soft, it reached Su Tu’s ears clearly. Despite his easygoing demeanor, black lines crept across his forehead.

Are girls these days all so fierce??

In my past life...

Truth be told, things weren’t much different back then either.

"Xiao Wen, quiet down a bit." Blushing in embarrassment, the girl with chubby cheeks pressed her hand over her friend’s mouth.

"You’re right, I need to show more courage." She stared at Su Tu standing nearby, her eyes somewhat glazed. From the first day of the new high school semester, Su Tu had captured her heart.

To be straightforward, Su Tu’s appearance initially drew her in, but after getting to know him on a personal level later, she grew certain that her affection was genuine.

Still, she’d never mustered the nerve to express her feelings to Su Tu. She’d witnessed even more exceptional girls than herself being courteously turned down by him, so she intended to keep her crush buried deep within.

Yet inexplicably, she couldn’t come back to school until after the college entrance exam, and that incredibly talented teacher had advised her against departing with any regrets, resulting in this very moment.

She clenched her teeth, summoned her resolve, and dashed lightly toward Su Tu.

The students nearby all saw this unfold, though they’d grown accustomed to such events long ago.

Even so, yet another soul was about to shatter.

"Damn!! It’s Wang Nuannuan!! The class beauty of Class 7!"

"What class beauty, she’s the school beauty, and Su Tu is the top tier. Remember that child star who confessed to him on TV, and he had no reaction at all."

"Wang Nuannuan isn’t just anyone, don’t forget what the current director of the North Sea Public Security Bureau’s last name is!"

"So what? If Su Tu doesn’t agree, are they going to arrest him?"

Wang Nuannuan’s face flushed scarlet as the surrounding students chattered animatedly.

Nevertheless, she boldly stepped up to Su Tu and extended the letter clutched in her hand.

"Su... Su Tu, for some reason, I will soon leave the school. I may never have the chance to say these words if I don’t say them now. I know you probably don’t even remember me, but please make sure to read this."

Observing Wang Nuannuan standing before him, Su Tu’s lips arched into a gentle smile. He accepted the letter and carefully tucked it into his backpack.

"Okay, Wang Nuannuan, I remember you. We’ve attended thirteen public classes together, and I remember you are really good at history."

"You’re about to leave school, so I wish you a bright future."

Right then, Wang Nuannuan stood petrified in place, her mind ringing loudly, with Su Tu’s words ’I remember you’ looping endlessly.

Su Tu pocketed the letter and strode onto the campus.

The students around shot him looks full of scandalous intrigue.

Yet he remained utterly unconcerned.

After attaining Middle Tier in Spiritual Wisdom, Su Tu gained an almost perfect memory, capable of recalling every experience vividly, making it easy to remember Wang Nuannuan.

He harbored no romantic sentiments for the girl; he simply didn’t wish for her to end up as public gossip fodder from a rejection.

"How come your luck with girls is so good!!" The moment he stepped into the classroom, Chen Xi barreled over and smacked Su Tu’s back.

"I heard another girl confessed to you? Is being handsome that impressive!" He griped enviously.

Next, Su Tu retrieved three or four breakfast packs gifted by others from his desk and divided them with Chen Xi. Abruptly, Chen Xi’s attitude shifted: "Hey, you know, being handsome is indeed impressive!"

Su Tu rolled his eyes. Chen Xi felt like a partial childhood companion; they’d been classmates from elementary school onward. He was completely habituated to Chen Xi’s silly remarks.

"What’s up with your online girlfriend?"

"Of course, she’s in love with my fascinating soul!" Chen Xi preened, tossing his forehead hair smugly.

"But recently, we haven’t been in touch much. It’s all mock exams, mock exams, and it’s really annoying."

Upon hearing that, Su Tu parted his lips to mention the chance of martial arts entering the college entrance exams but ultimately held back.

In the end, it was only his hunch, lacking concrete proof. Unlike himself, Chen Xi lacked a system and couldn’t afford to divert attention elsewhere. If his words harmed Chen Xi’s scores, he’d truly fail as a friend.

"What is it? It seems like you have something to hide from me, huh? Speak up, and I might spare your life." Chen Xi kidded, quirking an eyebrow.

"Looks like I can’t hide being your father anymore." Su Tu quipped back, typical teasing among longtime buddies.

As the homeroom teacher entered bearing a stack of papers, their cheerful interlude concluded.

During the latter half of his senior year, endless practice dominated—drill after drill, caught in a monotonous cycle designed to forge a breakthrough via relentless accumulation.

But for Su Tu, this repetitive grind proved endlessly enjoyable.

[You completed a Math Mock B Paper, Spiritual Wisdom +1]

[You completed one more...]

Every paper he finished brought visible gains: Skill Level rising, Spiritual Wisdom advancing—rewards so real no other pursuit could rival them.

Beyond the school gates, Wang Nuannuan lingered, murmuring softly to herself.

"He said... he remembers me!"

"He said..."

A sweet smile bloomed on her lovely face, as though a cherished little dream had come true. A soft, dim glow faintly danced around her form.

The gate guard noticed her and moved to approach, intending to check if Wang Nuannuan required any aid.

Right as he started forward, however, a black-suited man materialized behind him, jabbing a finger into the guard to lock him motionless.

"Stay quietly here," the man intoned, his voice frigid like a frozen pool.

"So my little sister’s regret was this; because she never confessed, her mind developed a gap, preventing her Spiritual Realm from advancing. I don’t even know what to say about her."

Mysteriously perched in the security booth sat a youth in his early twenties, his tone blending fond exasperation and resignation.

"Master, that boy has too much influence on Miss. The transformation on Ancestor Star is imminent, and there are only ten spots in North Sea. Miss can’t have any distractions. Should I..."

His words barely faded when a frosty killing intent spread through the air, chilling the atmosphere noticeably.

Chin in hand, the youth’s gaze flickered uncertainly; with a casual wave, the black-suited man hurried to his side, bowing low for instructions.

Then came a sharp ’smack’ as the young man smacked the back of the black-clad man’s head firmly.

"What do you mean should? Have you watched too many dramas? What, are you an interstellar pirate?" the young man fired back with biting sarcasm.

Now my little sister has no regrets. Her Spiritual Realm is pure, ready to step into the Martial Arts Dao. As for that boy, he’s just an ordinary person. Although he performs well academically, with the Ancestor Star’s transformation looming, soon the big wave will pass, and he’ll be just a woodcutter watching from the shoreline.

In their lifetimes, they might never cross paths again. In fact, if I have to say, I must thank him. Without that one line, Nuannuan’s Spiritual Realm would be stuck at its initial stage for a while longer."

"Inform the family, if they run into him in the future, help him if they can. If anyone acts smart and does something extra..."

The youth trailed off, but the icy menace laced in his voice sent chills racing down the spine.

"Yes," the man in black responded at once.

"The first martial exam preparations on Ancestor Star have yet to be announced. In the end, this martial exam is just for those family forces on Ancestor Star who have been preparing for a long time. How laughable...."

"But that’s none of my business. I’m from an influential family. It’s just a pity for my little sister’s unspoken love; when they meet again, it will be a chasm like between Celestial Being and star dust."

Toward the remote horizon the young man gazed, his murmur subdued.

As they talked, they slowly emerged from the security booth, Wang Nuannuan slumping feebly against the young man’s chest. Their forms faded from sight.

The guard, who’d stayed statue-still, felt he’d caught wind of something monumental.

He’d just fished out his phone to act when swirling hypnotic eyes flashed before him, instantly clouding his thoughts.

What was I about to do just now? Oh, right, I heard something big.

The whole afternoon saw Su Tu blaze through over thirty mock exam papers.

Gaining a total of 30 skill level points.

[Spiritual Wisdom (Middle Tier) : 30/1000]

The homeroom teacher’s lips twitched into an unstoppable grin, signaling perfect scores everywhere.

"Spiritual Wisdom can’t be rapidly improved for now, the focus will be to grind Fighting efforts," Su Tu pondered inwardly.

His eyes drifted to a bird’s nest by the classroom window, an egg inside swaying gently as a slick tiny head poked from the cracking shell...