Self-Introductions

Amidst the smoke and dust, the figures of Chen Fan and his group of five stood like five silent mountains, exuding a chilling sense of oppression.

Outside the steel gate, the expressions on the faces of the more than one hundred freshmen who had just crawled out of the Corpse Mountain and Sea of Blood and were still immersed in the pride of surviving the ordeal instantly turned blank.

"Who are they? And what gives them the right to get in this way?"

"Damn it, I fought my way to this point in the Quarantine Zone for seven days and seven nights, almost losing my life, and they just jumped down like that?"

"Bonus connections? Even a place like the Blue Star Training Camp has nepotism?"

The discussions erupted like a powder keg that had been ignited, instantly boiling over.

Among the crowd, Lu Qing and Xiao Ran's expressions gradually became strange.

They listened to the angry curses of their companions and fell silent.

Connections?

If a monster like Chen Fan is considered a nepotism case, then they...

"Don't... don't say anymore..." Xiao Ran pursed his lips, tugged at an indignant companion beside him, and lowered his voice, "That person... we can't afford to mess with him."

"Can't afford to mess with him? Xiao Ran, what are you afraid of!" The freshman retorted defiantly, "In the Training Camp, rules are everything! Who cares about his background? If he dares to use connections, he'll be attacked by everyone!"

Lu Qing took a deep breath and slowly said, "Xiao Ran means... it's not that you can't afford to offend him because of his background, but that you... can't afford to offend him!"

He quickly recounted Chen Fan's legendary resume at Jiangnan No. 1 High School in the most concise language.

From entering school at the age of nine, to sweeping through the Prodigy Class, and then in the Exchange Tournament, to instantly killing Qi-Blood Realm with a single punch despite being Quasi-Martial Artist...

The surrounding freshmen listened in astonishment, their anger gradually replaced by a sense of absurd skepticism.

Nine years old?

Quasi-Martial Artist can instantly kill someone at the Qi Qi-Blood Realm?

Is this storytelling or novel writing?

Just as everyone was still doubting, two figures leaped down from the Watchtower and landed silently in front of them.

Leading the group was none other than Elder Tang, whose aura was profound and imposing.

He didn't even glance at the group of freshmen, but walked straight to Gu Ci, a complex and unfathomable smile appearing in his cloudy eyes.

"You still love making such a fuss."

Gu Ci's dead face was expressionless, only letting out a barely audible "hmm" from his nose.

Elder Tang was used to this, so he turned to the side and introduced the middle-aged instructor next to him, whose face was full of displeasure.

"Zhao Xin, the head instructor of this Training Camp."

Gu Ci's gaze lingered on Zhao Xin for less than half a second before he indifferently looked away, merely nodding slightly without uttering a single word.

This utter disregard ignited the fury in Zhao Xin's heart.

He suppressed the urge to draw his sword, took a step forward, and stared intently at Gu Ci with sharp eyes.

"Mr. Gu Ci!" Zhao Xin's voice rang out firmly, "I've seen Chen Fan's file, it's astonishing! His exceptional admission to the camp, I, Zhao Xin, have nothing to say, I even wholeheartedly support it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head sharply, his gaze like two unsheathed swords, piercing straight at Shen Xuan, Su Qingyue, and Tuo Bashan!

"But he can!"

"What right do these three people have?!"

A sharp shout echoed throughout the entire venue!

The once noisy crowd fell silent instantly, and all the new students' gazes, filled with schadenfreude, scrutiny, and hostility, focused on Shen Xuan and his two companions.

Just wait and see how they'll lose face in front of this head instructor who's known for his iron-fisted and impartial approach!

Shen Xuan's face flushed red instantly; the pride of being the number one Prodigies in Jiangbei almost made him explode on the spot.

A flash of coldness crossed Su Qingyue's icy blue eyes.

Tuo Bashan frowned, his fist, as big as a casserole dish, clenched tightly.

However, Gu Ci remained calm.

He didn't even bother to explain; he simply glanced at the three people behind him with his lifeless eyes and uttered a few words.

"Introduce yourself to the head instructor."

Shen Xuan took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

He suddenly straightened his back, and the sharpness and arrogance of Prodigies burst forth at that moment!

He stepped forward, spoke loudly, and his voice echoed throughout the entire camp!

"Shen Xuan, Jiangbei First Martial Dao Middle School, Jiangnan Region!"

Age: Fifteen!

"Breaking through the Qi-Blood Realm with 114 units of Qi and Blood and Blood! Now, I have 180 units of Qi and Blood!"

Boom!

Those seven words, like a mental nuclear bomb, exploded in the minds of everyone present!

The expressions on the faces of those freshmen who had just been gloating instantly froze.

Chief Instructor Zhao Xin's pupils suddenly contracted, and his breath caught in his throat!

114 calories!

However, before they could recover from this earth-shattering shock...

A clear, cold voice, devoid of any emotion, followed immediately.

"Jiangdong Women's Martial Dao Middle School, Su Qingyue."

Age: Fifteen.

"Psychic Master. Current Mental Power: 180."

The entire venue fell into an even deeper silence once again.

A Martial Dao prodigy who has broken through the Qi and Blood Barrier, a fifteen-year-old formal Psychic Master...

Where the hell did this amazing combination come from?

Just then...

Thump!

A heavy footstep snapped everyone out of their reverie.

Tuo Bashan took a step forward, and his imposing, towering body made him appear even more imposing.

"Jiangxi First Martial Dao High School, Tuo Bashan!"

"Fifteen years old, Qi-Blood Realm, Qi and Blood 180!"

A suffocating silence fell over the scene.

With such cultivation levels combined with the ages of Shen Xuan and the other two, they would be considered top-tier even in the Blue Star Training Camp.

And yet, three such prodigies suddenly appeared!

Just then, Gu Ci's emotionless voice rang out again.

He looked at Zhao Xin, who was in a state of shock, and said calmly:

"Also, I need to correct you on one point."

Zhao Xin suddenly looked up.

Gu Ci's gaze swept over him, then over the group of freshmen who were completely dumbfounded.

"They're not here for your freshman orientation."

"What they want to take over is..."

"The previous session."

Um??

Zhao Xin was taken aback. Was it the previous year's freshman training camp, not this year's?

"Mr. Gu, this..."

Zhao Xin suddenly felt unsure of what to say.

He admitted that his previous words had been somewhat contradicted by the three little guys in front of him, but... that didn't mean that Chen Fan and his friends could get into the previous year!

It should be noted that the Blue Star Training Camp lasts for three years, and most of the new students are either already Qi and Blood Realm Martial Artist or on the path of Qi and Blood Barrier Breakthrough at the beginning.

After a year of training, most of the students at the Blue Star Training Camp were already among the top Qi and Blood Martial Artists, and some had even begun to break through to the second stage of Martial Dao, the Organ Refining Realm.

Zhao Xin pondered for a long time before slowly uttering a few words.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"