Top-Tier Superpower Student

"Xiahou Qingyi's room isn't just something you can enter because you say so, and, brother, I have reliable information. In front of Xiahou Qingyi's room, every step is a trap, specifically designed to ward off you wolves," Li Chong said cautiously.

"Wolf!"

"Who are you calling a wolf!"

"Li Chong, stop right there. Who are you calling a wolf? Make yourself clear!" Lin Tian shouted, but he couldn't catch even a glimpse of Li Chong, who had already scurried away like a wisp of smoke.

But the traps Li Chong mentioned were not to be underestimated!

Lin Tian moved forward another three hundred meters and hid behind a tree, activating his clairvoyant ability to carefully observe.

After watching for a long time, Lin Tian didn't discover any traps. He thought that Xiahou Qingyi must have removed the traps, or perhaps there were never any traps at all—it was just to scare the likes of timid Li Chong.

"Damn curtains!"

Lin Tian felt a strong urge to tear the curtains apart. Peering through them, he could vaguely see a graceful figure dancing rhythmically in the confined space of the room.

"Xiahou Qingyi can dance!"

Lin Tian wore an expression as if he had discovered a new continent, unable to imagine what it felt like to see the cold and tempestuous Xiahou Qingyi dance.

Moreover, isn't dancing supposed to be an elegant activity? How could someone as unsophisticated as Xiahou Qingyi possibly enjoy dancing?

Curiosity piqued, Lin Tian vigorously stimulated his clairvoyant ability, trying to get a clearer view of the beauty behind the curtains, but the curtains were too thick and the distance too great. He almost popped his eyes out, but still, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Let's try getting a bit closer."

Thinking this, Lin Tian carefully moved forward another thirty meters.

"Ah, still can't see clearly. Closer it is,"

"Momma mia, there really are traps!"

Lin Tian shouted as a stick as thick as an arm whizzed past his ribs.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out as the stick slanted into the hard earth like a javelin.

"Phew..."

Lin Tian breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Xiahou Qingyi was really ruthless. If the stick had hit him on the head, it would've killed him instantly. Even hitting the body could break at least a couple of ribs!

"What a terrifying woman!" Lin Tian repeatedly exclaimed.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...!

What made Lin Tian even more horrified was the whooshing sound from the surrounding bushes. Then, sticks as thick as arms flew toward him from all directions at high speed and great force, promising a rather painful impact.

Only when the sticks got closer did Lin Tian feel a little relieved, as each tip was wrapped in a layer of cotton, meaning they wouldn't break arms or legs, but they would definitely hurt.

The sticks arrived in an instant, and Lin Tian quickly dodged; three sticks brushed past his clothing. He inwardly sighed in relief, but then, a stick from nowhere fiercely hit Lin Tian on his calf.

"That hurts!"

Lin Tian cried out in pain and fell to his knees. While he wondered where the stick had come from, he noticed Xiahou Qingyi at the doorway, holding a stick and aiming at him.

"Whoosh!"

Xiahou Qingyi fired another stick, targeting Lin Tian's sensitive area.

Lin Tian gasped and dodged with all his might, fortunately avoiding it, and broke out in a cold sweat from the fright.

"Xiahou Qingyi, you're too ruthless! What are you aiming at!" Lin Tian yelled.

"Who told you to spy on me, the worst is yet to come!"

After Xiahou Qingyi finished speaking, a dozen balls suddenly shot over from the top of the house. Lin Tian quickly dodged two, but there was one ball he just couldn't avoid, so he punched it.

The result was tragic, the ball easily burst under Lin Tian's punch, releasing a foul-smelling substance from inside, dirty and disgusting, spraying all over Lin Tian.

It was feces.

"Hahahaha, serves you right, that's what you get for being a peeping Tom," Xiahou Qingyi laughed heartily.

With feces all over him, Lin Tian felt like vomiting, the smell was just too revolting. He stormed towards Xiahou Qingyi, who quickly yelled, "Stop, don't come any closer, stop right there."

Lin Tian wasn't about to listen to her, "Move, I need to shower."

"Go shower in your own dorm room, don't come in here."

Lin Tian, with hands covered in feces, intentionally reached towards her and said, "Move, otherwise I'll smear it all over you."

Disgust written all over her face and driven by a girl's instinct for cleanliness, Xiahou Qingyi stepped aside to let Lin Tian pass.

Lin Tian quickly rushed inside, and Xiahou Qingyi immediately reacted, shouting loudly, "Get out of there, out now, you're not allowed in my room...!"

By the time Xiahou Qingyi caught up, she only saw Lin Tian's dirty clothes left at the bathroom door while the sounds of running water echoed from inside.

Lin Tian unapologetically went in and took a shower, washing off the foul smell from his body.

"Lin Tian, come out right now. You're not allowed to use my stuff, come out..."

As Lin Tian cheerfully showered, he responded, "Come in if you dare, just wait, no rush, I'll come out after I'm done. It's your own fault for dumping feces on me. You brought this on yourself."

Xiahou Qingyi stomped her feet outside, helpless, and then took out a big stick, waiting for Lin Tian to come out so she could beat him.

Five minutes later, Lin Tian finally finished showering and shouted loudly, "Find me some clothes and put them at the door. I need something to wear."

"I don't have men's clothes," Xiahou Qingyi said, immediately gripping the stick in her hand even tighter, ready for action.

"If you don't have men's clothes, then bring me your bathrobe. I don't mind," Lin Tian shamelessly said.

"I mind."

Lin Tian said, "I'm giving you five minutes. In five minutes I'll come out. If I don't see the bathrobe, I'll be coming out naked. If you're too embarrassed to say you want to see me, you don't have to bring me the bathrobe. Just to let you know quietly, I've got eight-pack abs, very impressive indeed."

"Lin Tian, I'm going to kill you."

Xiahou Qingyi growled, swinging the stick at the bathroom door more than ten times, venting her inner rage. Finally, she had to compromise. Grudgingly, she took out her bathrobe, stepped on it twice, and then put it at the bathroom door. Immediately afterward, she stepped aside, thinking to herself, wait till you get dressed, I won't kill you then.

After watching all this, Lin Tian stretched out, deliberately flexing his eight-pack abs, and pulled open the bathroom door while shouting, "I'm coming out."

To his disappointment, Xiahou Qingyi was not in sight at the bathroom door, only a bathrobe lay at his feet.

He unwillingly put on the bathrobe, shaking his head repeatedly, feeling sorry for Xiahou Qingyi. Such a great excuse to admire his robust physique, and she didn't take advantage of it, fully wasting his impressive body, unappreciated by anyone.

As soon as Lin Tian showed his face, he heard a sharp voice, followed by a big stick ferociously aiming for his head.

He got such a fright that his whole body shuddered, and he quickly dodged, catching the long stick with both hands.

Lin Tian yelled, "What are you doing?"

Lin Tian dropped the stick and with both hands open-cupped, firmly caught Xiahou Qingyi's fists. Then, with force, he crossed his hands and pinned her against the wall.

Lin Tian was no longer the Lin Tian of the past, now possessing the strength just half a step away from condensing mirrors, he was no longer afraid of Xiahou Qingyi.

"Let me go, you pervert, you pervert...!" Xiahou Qingyi struggled desperately, cursing loudly.

He yelled, "You can't escape my grasp. Be good, or else, I'll kiss you."