Taunting Everyone, a Chance to Milk Them for Points

What the heck?

Had some freshman picked a fight with him or something? The moment they saw Lu Lin's account, they kicked him straight out of the room.

Lu Lin refused to believe it. He entered several more rooms, but the result was the same every time.

As soon as Lu Lin entered, the other players saw his spotless record of zero wins, zero losses, and zero draws. Then they either kicked him out immediately or mocked him with a few words before booting him from the room.

Who knew where all these rules the upperclassmen had come from? Irritated, Lu Lin left the arena. After thinking it over, he exited the training area as well.

Just then, Zhao Futu took off his helmet too.

The two exchanged a glance and couldn't help giving each other bitter smiles.

"Boss, did they kick you out too?" Zhao Futu asked.

"Yeah. What's going on? Are all those upperclassmen sick in the head?" Lu Lin couldn't hide his anger.

"Boss, I'll ask around." As he spoke, Zhao Futu opened the communicator in his hand.

He found Ouyang Feng, Fang Jinlong, Kong Yue, Ouyang Lan, and the others from their class and asked each of them. Ouyang Lan wasn't very interested in the arena and hadn't logged in, but everyone else had received the same treatment after entering.

"Boss, the others had the same experience. Those upperclassmen kicked them out of their rooms too. Fang Jinlong said they're pushing themselves as hard as they can right now, and only fighting strong opponents in the arena. They won't fight rookies like us with blank records. They think it's a waste of time."

"A waste of time?"

Lu Lin was speechless.

If every upperclassman thought that way, how was he supposed to complete the task Jiang