Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

"Really!" Upon hearing this, Li Si was overjoyed.

"That's right. With my treasures, I believe I can put up a fight even if I encounter a seventh-rank martial artist in the competition!" Wu Sen's face showed a hint of pride.

With the treasures included, he would definitely rank among the top fifteen young masters in Xuzhou City.

"That's wonderful, absolutely wonderful!" Li Si exclaimed with delight upon hearing this.

This was exactly the effect Wu Sen wanted. He then added, "Uncle, I really like Li Ling'er, um..." Although he didn't finish his sentence, the meaning was quite clear.

“Oh, I understand. No matter what the outcome of the competition is, I will marry Li Ling’er to you after the competition is over.” Li Si blurted out without thinking.

Upon hearing this, Wu Sen was overjoyed. With Li Si's words, he was completely relieved. In fact, Li Si's agreement was not simply due to Wu Sen's strength.

The influence of the Wu Sen family was also one aspect that Li Si valued.

"Competing with me for Li Ling'er? You're dreaming." Wu Sen walked out of Li Si's study, a contemptuous smile on his face.

"Did you know? One of the three beauties of Xuzhou City, Miss Xiao Mei from the Linghai Sect, has invited Wang Mu."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that."

"It is said that many people find it difficult to even see her."

"..."

When Wu Sen walked onto the training ground and heard these words, his expression turned ugly. He had just come out of seclusion and had no idea what had happened that day.

If Li Ling'er was the woman he wanted to marry, then Miss Xiao Mei of the Linghai Sect was like a goddess; Wu Sen wouldn't even entertain the thought of profaning her.

Wu Sen had once seen Xiao Mei by chance, and she was absolutely stunning. He never expected that trash like Wang Mu would receive an invitation from the Linghai Sect's young lady. Wu Sen clenched his fists involuntarily, feeling an urge to tear Wang Mu to pieces.

"Junior Brother Wang Mu is back."

A cheer erupted outside, and everyone in the training ground rushed out to greet him. They were eager to know what had happened after Wang Mu met the young lady of the Linghai Sect.

"Junior Brother Wang Mu, is Miss Xiao Mei of the Spirit Sea Sect pretty?"

"Junior Brother Wang Mu, I envy you so much."

"Junior Brother Wang Mu, what does Miss Xiao Mei from the Linghai Sect want with you?"

"..." When Wu Sen walked to the outer courtyard, he saw a group of students surrounding Wang Mu from afar, asking him questions with concern and excitement.

If some people used to look down on Wang Mu, now they've completely changed. They seem to worship and envy him. If they had a choice, they would rather be a Wang Mu without any spiritual energy.

"A snake is a snake. No matter how much it tries to show off, it can never become a dragon!" Hearing others praise Wang Mu, Wu Sen felt a surge of anger and couldn't help but say sarcastically.

The surroundings fell silent instantly. Everyone knew Wu Sen's strength; he could be considered the number one expert. Now, Wu Sen's words were clearly aimed at Wang Mu, and they dared not easily provoke him.

Wang Mu glanced calmly at Wu Sen: "A snake, that's not bad either!"

"?"

A big question mark appeared on Xiao Chuan's forehead. In his opinion, if Wang Mu listened to Wu Sen's words, he would definitely beat Wu Sen up and use his fists to tell Wu Sen who the snake was and who the dragon was!

But Wang Mu didn't make a move, which was unbelievable.

Of course, in other people's eyes, Wang Mu was a useless person, so it was normal that he didn't dare to challenge Wu Sen.

"Hey kid, what do you mean by that? He's my brother. You're saying my brother is a snake, so I'm a snake too." Wang Mu didn't react, but Wang Yu wouldn't have it.

In the past, Wang Mu would not care what others said. In his opinion, as long as it was not too excessive, he would let it go. He had a good temper, but now that he had a younger sister, things were different.

Wang Yu is not only greedy for money, but also a girl who loves her brother very much, so when she saw someone saying bad things about Wang Mu, she naturally stood up for him.

"Who do you think you are? Get out of my way." Even Wang Mu didn't dare to confront him, yet this little yellow-haired girl dared to point fingers at him. This made Wu Sen frown.

Wang Yu didn't care about anything else. She waved her hand and said, "Xiao Bai, beat him up."

As Wang Yu's magical beast, Xiao Bai was naturally very enthusiastic after hearing this.

Little White, who had been waiting nearby, let out a low growl and pounced on Wu Sen upon hearing the command, its furry hands carrying a powerful force.

"boom!"

Wu Sen staggered back two steps, while Xiao Bai staggered back several steps before finally stopping.

"Humph."

Wu Sen felt embarrassed that he couldn't take down Xiaobai in one move. He snorted coldly, held Xiaobai back, and charged forward, striking out with lightning speed.

"Bang bang bang!" Three times in a row, the massive battle spirit energy released from the broadsword knocked Xiaobai dizzy and disoriented, and he finally fell to the ground with a 'thump'.

"Young Master Wu, have you reached the level of an eighth-grade martial artist?" A student next to him couldn't help but ask, his mind slightly stirred.

“Not bad, I have already cultivated to the eighth rank.” Wu Sen’s face showed a proud expression.

Upon hearing this, gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd. To advance from the tenth rank to the eighth rank was an incredible feat; Wu Sen was now an eighth-rank martial artist.

After being moved, the poor little white bear struggled a few times before finally getting up. It really was a tough-skinned creature. It waved its paws, ready to pounce again.

"What are you doing?" Li Ling'er's voice came.

"Sister Li Ling'er, Wu Sen is bullying my brother." Wang Yu quickly went to Li Ling'er's side and said pitifully.

Li Ling'er's expression changed slightly, and her gaze shifted to Wu Sen. She said coldly, "Wu Sen, although you were invited by my father to help us, that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."

"Li Ling'er, Wang Mu is nothing but a piece of trash."

Indeed, in the eyes of ordinary people, one is a useless person without spiritual energy, and the other is an eighth-grade martial artist. It is unlikely that anyone would give up an eighth-grade martial artist for a useless person.

Li Ling'er hadn't expected Wu Sen to have cultivated to the eighth-grade martial artist level. However, she also knew that Wang Mu was no weakling either. That night, he killed a master in one move, a skill that was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Moreover, Wang Mu's innate temperament had already attracted Li Ling'er. Li Ling'er slightly pursed her cherry lips and said, "An eighth-rank martial artist, so what?"