The Elite Class Rules

On the martial arts platform, Lin Chuan yawned.

He was not sleepy, but that did not stop him from putting on a lazy appearance.

He was determined to carry Playing the Pig to Eat the Tiger through to the very end.

Sure enough, the moment the spectators saw him like this, a wave of boos rose from the stands.

Quite a few people even shouted for him to show some self-awareness and hurry up and surrender.

What was there to watch in a Stage Four fighting a Stage Seven?

Hearing the crowd's mockery, Lin Chuan felt absolutely delighted inside.

He glanced at Chu Sheng standing opposite him and pondered how much strength he should use at first.

Or perhaps he should let the other guy gain a little advantage first, to make the show more entertaining?

The instant that thought arose, Lin Chuan could not stop himself from trembling all over.

He had played the pig for a full two and a half years. Today, he would make a name for himself in one fell swoop!

This feeling was simply incredible!

After the teacher hosting the match finished explaining the rules, he stepped off the martial arts platform.

Seeing the corners of Lin Chuan's mouth gradually becoming impossible to suppress, Chu Sheng spoke calmly.

"What exactly are you looking forward to?"

Lin Chuan put on an ingratiating tone.

"We're classmates, and you're Stage Seven. You have to go easy on me later, okay?"

Chu Sheng frowned.

"Idiot, I'm Stage Nine."

"...Huh!!!?"

Lin Chuan's expression changed drastically, and at the same time, the match whistle officially sounded.

Chu Sheng took two steps forward and rushed straight in front of Lin Chuan.

His fist slammed into Lin Chuan's chest.

With a dull thud, his second punch followed immediately after.

Blood sprayed from Lin Chuan's mouth as he rapidly retreated.

Chu Sheng advanced like he was treading waves, sticking close without letting up, while his punches became faster and faster.

Layer upon layer of fist shadows surged like raging waves, too dazzling for the eye to follow.

Lin Chuan seemed to have been beaten stiff, unable to move at all.

Only when he had retreated to the edge of the martial arts platform did Chu Sheng finally unleash the sixth stacked wave.

Boom—

With an explosive crash, the force of the punch erupted completely!

Lin Chuan was instantly sent flying more than ten meters away.

He crashed to the ground like a rag sack, his chest caved in as he struggled to draw breath.

Defeat an unfair opponent, and Lin Chuan would surely never dare play the pig to eat the tiger again.

Justice Points +300

On the stands, all the teachers were completely dumbfounded.

Th-this... wasn't that far too fast?!

The entire fight had taken only five seconds!

With Qi and blood this abundant, how could he be Body Tempering Stage Seven? He was clearly Body Tempering Stage Nine!

He had thrown out six stacked waves in succession.

That meant Chu Sheng had already trained the Wave Stacking Fist Technique to Great Mastery!

Body Tempering Stage Seven could only be considered elite-level.

But Stage Nine, plus a martial skill at Great Mastery—now that truly counted as a genius.

The students did not have such sharp eyes and could not tell Chu Sheng's realm.

They only knew that they absolutely would not be able to withstand that move from Chu Sheng.

"Even a lion uses its full strength when hunting a rabbit. Even if his opponent was a Stage Four idiot, Chu Sheng still gave him the respect he deserved."

"That idiot Lin Chuan was told to surrender long ago. Now he's been beaten half to death. He deserved it."

"Actually, that idiot's pretty impressive too. If I took that whole combo, I'd probably stop breathing on the spot."

"Qingxue, so who exactly was the unlucky one???"

"Uh..."

Li Qingxue's expression stiffened, and her face was filled with confusion.

Body Tempering Stage Seven, two martial skills at Great Mastery, and this was it?

She even suspected that Lin Chuan had been lying to her all along.

Who could not take a beating?

After ordering someone to take Lin Chuan to the infirmary, the teacher stepped onto the martial arts platform and announced that Chu Sheng had won.

Not just this match, but the entire selection competition.

If he had only been Body Tempering Stage Seven, there might still have been some suspense.

But a Body Tempering Stage Nine with a martial skill at Great Mastery—

There was no longer any need for this selection competition to continue.

Naturally, the other contestants agreed wholeheartedly.

After all, who liked getting beaten up?

Elite students received two Low-grade Qi and Blood Pills as weekly resource supplies.

Their total value was two thousand Federal Currency.

Students in ordinary classes received only one bottle of Qi and Blood Potion worth three hundred, little different from a functional drink.

As for martial skills, Chu Sheng was not in any hurry to choose one. He planned to wait until he advanced to the Meridian Opening Realm.

After collecting his supplies, Chu Sheng was brought to a martial arts classroom.

This place belonged to the Elite Class students.

The space was more than ten times larger than an ordinary classroom, and every kind of training equipment could be found inside.

Seeing that Chu Sheng was an unfamiliar face, the Elite Class students immediately guessed that he was the winner of today's selection competition.

Such a low-level competition had a hard time drawing their interest, so few of them would waste their time on it.

What puzzled them, however, was—

How had the selection competition ended so quickly?

Normally, would it not last until close to noon?

"Wait here for a while. I'll help you apply for a private training room."

Body Tempering Ninth Level placed him among the top five in the entire school.

He was qualified to have a private training room.

Not long after the teacher left—

Three people immediately came over to Chu Sheng.

"You're new here? You should know the rules, right?"

Chu Sheng froze for a moment. "What rules?"

The leader gave a teasing smile. So this was a rookie who did not understand the rules.

Then it was necessary to teach him a proper lesson.

"Hand over your Qi and Blood Pills, and we'll guarantee your safety for this week."

Chu Sheng understood and slowly rose to his feet.

"So you're extorting me?"

"Holy shit, you really—"

Pfft—

Before the leader could finish speaking, a punch sent him flying.

While the remaining two were still stunned, they too were sent flying one after another.

The entire martial arts classroom seemed to freeze, though the tremors were quite intense.

Everyone stared at Chu Sheng in astonishment.

"Damn it..."

The leader had just tried to get up when he saw a black shadow descend from above.

Chu Sheng brought down a vicious axe kick.

Crack—

The man's shoulder instantly twisted out of shape, followed by a heart-rending scream.

Resist the crooked trend of extortion, uphold the clear skies of justice.

Justice Points +300

A girl with her hair in a bun hurried over to examine the man's injuries.

When she saw that his entire shoulder blade had been shattered, she put her hands on her hips and said indignantly,

"How could you be so ruthless!"

An injury like this would take several months to recover from.

And even after recovering, there might be lasting complications.

They were all classmates. It was merely a verbal dispute—how could he strike so viciously?

"I was only trying to prevent things from escalating into robbery. By then, I might have struck even harder."

"You..." The girl was left speechless.

"Also, if you were truly kindhearted, you should not have only spoken up now."

"Why didn't you stand out and say anything just now? Did you forget to install your vocal cords?"

"Look me in the eyes and speak!!!"

"I..." The girl had just opened her mouth.

Chu Sheng directly slapped her across the face. "Get lost!"

Just then, a burst of applause came from outside.

Clap clap clap—

A young man with a wicked smile and a crooked mouth slowly walked into the martial arts classroom.

"What a righteous speech."

"Then let me ask you—"

"What if those three are my people, and I was the one who told them to demand your Qi and Blood Pills?"

The newcomer was none other than No. 1 High School's third-ranked Body Tempering Stage Nine.

The man known as the Son of Wind—

Qin Feng!

"Answer me!!!"

The instant his voice fell, the powerful aura of Body Tempering Stage Nine burst forth.

Chu Sheng frowned slightly and said calmly,

"Then it looks like you little bastard really want to be torn apart."