In the Training Ground.
Jiang Ning traced an arc through the air, like a white crane gliding, then landed lightly on the Arena.
"Foolish!!" Wang Jin below the Arena immediately stomped his foot.
Seeing this, Zhou Xing also sighed softly. "Junior Brother Jiang Ning was too rash! He went up to the Arena too early!"
Liu Sansheng looked at Jiang Ning on the Arena and could not help shaking his head. "He's inviting humiliation!!"
Then he walked toward the Martial Academy Students.
Below the Arena, Li Qing looked at Jiang Ning's figure, and her brows instantly furrowed, worry filling the space between them.
"Why would Junior Brother Jiang Ning do this? Going up to the Arena this early means he'll definitely be targeted by the strong among the Martial Academy Students."
Cheng Ran beside her was also frowning tightly, murmuring to himself.
"No wonder Brother Jiang Ning said just now that he had a way to bring me into the Patrol Office. So it turns out he's going to fight for the position of Team Leader."
"If he becomes Team Leader, perhaps he really will have a way to promote me into the Patrol Office!"
"But the contest for this Team Leader position is far too difficult. Even Fu Shiquan was defeated so easily!"
On the other side.
Where the Three Great Families—the Cao, Liu, and Xie Families—were seated.
Cao Zijian looked at Jiang Ning on the Arena. "That kid actually went up too?"
"What, you want to go up and teach him a lesson?" Liu Zhaonan asked from beside him.
"If it were a bit later, I really would want to go up!" Cao Zijian said, then continued, "But it's too early now. Among the Martial Academy Students, there are still top experts among the Eighth Grade who haven't