If Donny was just excited earlier, now he was in a state of intense excitement, with sweat seeping from his palms, because he saw a brand new world, one that he was currently far from being able to reach!
By the time Donny had digested all the information, it was already late at night, but he felt no drowsiness, constantly sensing the energy flowing through his limbs and bones.
This was the mythical Xuan Qi, which spontaneously emerged when the blood of the Spiritual Master was fused, meaning Donny had directly become a martial artist, reaching a level that ordinary people might not achieve in years or even decades!
However, there was one thing he didn't understand. According to his memory, the Xuan Qi cultivated by ordinary people was white, but the Xuan Qi in his body was as red as blood...
He also discovered that deep in his memory, there was a memory shrouded in chaotic mist, as if sealed, causing him heart-wrenching pain whenever he touched it.
But Donny didn't dwell on it too much, because he had already gained enough tonight. Filled with excitement, he finally drifted into sleep at dawn...
At 6:30 in the morning, Donny opened his eyes on time. While washing up, he looked at himself in the mirror and was instantly amazed. The bruises on his face and the scars on his body had all healed without leaving a trace.
"If my guess is correct, this should be thanks to the red Xuan Qi in my body!" Donny thought excitedly.
After eating the porridge his mother made, Donny greeted her and left home with his backpack. Although he had slept for less than two hours last night, Donny didn't feel the slightest bit tired. Instead, he felt clear-headed and invigorated, more comfortable than ever before.
He even felt that every muscle and cell in his body was filled with power. This was the tangible feeling brought by becoming a martial artist!
When Donny walked into the classroom, it was almost seven o'clock, and the morning self-study was about to begin, so many classmates had already arrived.
"Donny, Ms. Foster asked you to go to her office after you arrive," the class monitor said to Donny as soon as he put down his backpack.
Donny felt a slight pang in his heart and smiled wryly; he knew this would happen.
Walking through the corridor, a strikingly beautiful face popped into his mind, making Donny feel a bit uneasy. Honestly, he was a bit scared to face Ms. Foster. In this school, everyone used to look down on him, except for his homeroom teacher, Ms. Foster, who always showed him care and attention. Donny was full of gratitude and respect for her, but he feared that this time, he might disappoint her.
When he reached the senior year teachers' office, Donny took a deep breath and was about to knock when a voice from inside made his hand freeze in mid-air.
"Ms. Foster, how do you manage your students? A disgrace like this in Class 8 of the senior year is a stain on the school's reputation. The school is extremely angry and concerned about this matter. Donny must be given the harshest punishment and dealt with accordingly!" An indignant male voice came from the office, which Donny recognized as Mr. Sullivan's, the head of academic affairs.
"Mr. Sullivan, please watch your language. Do not slander my student!" Sylvia's usually melodious voice had a tinge of anger.
"Is this slander? Felix is still lying in the hospital, and the facts speak for themselves!" Mr. Sullivan said.
"Mr. Sullivan, please leave. I will handle my student's matters myself!" Sylvia didn't care about Mr. Sullivan's position and directly issued an order for him to leave.
"You... Ms. Foster, I'm only here to inform you, not to discuss anything. Donny must be expelled! The school will not keep such a vile student!" Mr. Sullivan snorted angrily and walked out, coming face to face with Donny. He shot Donny a disdainful look, snorted, and strode away.
Donny bit his lip, walked into the office, and softly said to his homeroom teacher, who was standing there with her chest heaving in anger, "Ms. Foster, I'm here."
Sylvia was undeniably gorgeous, and it was undeniable that every time Donny saw her, he would feel a shy nervousness.
Every part of her radiated feminine charm!