Zhao Qingli (Seeking Collection)

Xu Sisi stepped onto the silver-white treadmill.

"Rumble!"

The silver-white treadmill roared to life.

"Second place, I must hold onto second place. Only then can I get the 10,000 yuan poverty scholarship in my third year of high school."

"And if I can break into first place, I can get a 30,000 yuan scholarship!"

Xu Sisi constantly motivated herself.

According to federal regulations, families with a monthly income of less than 10,000 yuan were classified as poor families.

She was from such a family.

She couldn't lose!

The girl strode forward with her slender, long legs, sprinting like lightning.

Perhaps the self-motivation had worked.

This time, she felt her speed had broken through like never before.

The hundred-meter test ended.

The electronic blackboard displayed her speed:

"16.9 meters/second?"

Xu Sisi showed a look of pleasant surprise. Usually, her fastest was only 16.5 meters/second.

Other students began their speed tests one after another.

"Wen Yuehui: 14.1 meters/second"

"Li Zhichao: 17.0 meters/second"

"Zeng Niu: 13.1 meters/second"

When it was Jiang Ye's turn, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone wanted to know if this Dark Horse from the punch-force assessment could continue to shine.

Jiang Ye didn't care about their gazes. For him, doing his best was enough.

"Rumble!"

He sprinted on the silver treadmill.

A moment later, the treadmill slowly came to a stop.

The electronic blackboard also refreshed with data.

Jiang Ye: 16.1 m/s

"B-grade physique, more bonus to strength, weaker bonus to speed," Jiang Ye understood inwardly.

Below the stage, Xu Sisi breathed a sigh of relief.

In the speed assessment, she had undoubtedly secured second place.

"What a shame, just a little bit more, and I could have surpassed Li Zhichao."

While Xu Sisi felt regret, she glanced at Jiang Ye, who was walking off the stage, and thought to herself:

"In terms of speed, Jiang Ye is indeed not as good as me."

"Strength is his strong suit. In the upcoming combat assessment, I need to perform exceptionally to hold onto second place."

Can I do it?

Absolutely! It'll be easy!

Xu Sisi took a deep breath, determination appearing in her apricot eyes.

Ten minutes later, the speed assessment concluded.

Li Zhichao still firmly held first place, Xu Sisi was second, and Jiang Ye was third.

Jiang Ye was not surprised. Xu Sisi had broken through to Great Accomplishment several months ago, and with her specialization in speed, it was normal for her to surpass him.

"First place in the second-year final assessment will receive a 30,000 yuan scholarship for the third year."

"Second place gets 10,000 yuan, third place 5,000 yuan, and fourth to tenth place 3,000 yuan."

Jiang Ye had his own goals.

Achieving a higher ranking meant more financial aid.

This money might not mean much to the wealthy, but to Jiang Ye, it was crucial.

"For the next two assessments, I must strive for second and aim for first."

Jiang Ye thought to himself.

He didn't become arrogant just because of his B-grade physique; the gap in cultivation realms was still there.

For his current stage, Xu Sisi was a formidable opponent.

After all, the opponent was also one of the few students in the class with a C-grade physique.

"Martial Arts Third Trial, ring combat!"

Zhang Jianwu's voice echoed, "First up, Xu Sisi!"

Jiang Ye watched the stage, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "If I fight Director Zhang, I wonder if it will trigger a new achievement?"

The strength of the Martial Arts Class's head teacher was far greater than that of ordinary teachers.

If Teacher Chen could be a Martial Arts Ancestor, then Director Zhang must be at least a Martial Saint, right?

Jiang Ye waited silently with anticipation.

Time passed.

Finally, it was Jiang Ye's turn.

On the stage.

Zhang Jianwu looked at Jiang Ye walking onto the stage, a hint of scrutiny flashing in his eyes. "Miss Chen was probably talking about this child. Let's see how his combat skills are. If he's really good, we can indeed consider that condition."

"Teacher, please guide me."

Jiang Ye cupped his hands slightly towards Zhang Jianwu.

Then, he took a small step forward with his left foot, standing in a 'Tiger Pounce Fist Stance'.

"Make your move."

Zhang Jianwu stood with one hand behind his back, his aura steady. He would only engage the students at the level of Cultivation Method Minor Accomplishment.

However, even students who had reached Great Accomplishment were defeated within thirty moves, without exception.

The next moment, Jiang Ye moved like a hungry wolf pouncing, his figure flashing rapidly.

The wind of his fist cut through the air, smashing heavily towards his opponent like a meteor.

Zhang Jianwu dodged this attack with a slight sidestep, very easily, and at the same time, struck out with his right elbow, hammering towards Jiang Ye's chest.

In an instant, the two were locked in combat.

The fighting style after Great Accomplishment often erupted with tremendous sound.

The stage rang with 'Peng peng' sounds, like the clashing of iron and stone.

Jiang Ye attacked defensively, using his strength advantage to launch fierce assaults, while Zhang Jianwu deflected force with softness, his power continuous and relentless, making him very difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Jiang Ye's boxing techniques were extremely skilled, with endless moves, meeting force with force.

"A Ye's combat skills have truly captured Teacher Chen's essence."

Below the stage, Wen Yuehui secretly sighed, "No wonder A Ye has looked so drained lately. It seems Teacher Chen has been filling him up privately."

On the other side, Xu Sisi clenched her fists. Her performance in the previous arena combat was just normal.

Seeing Jiang Ye's display now, she knew she couldn't hold onto second place anymore.

Not far away, Li Zhichao was also watching, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

After more than twenty rounds.

Jiang Ye was forced out of the ring by Zhang Jianwu.

He steadied himself and cupped his hands towards the stage.

On the electronic blackboard, his arena combat ranking was displayed: "Second Place, Jiang Ye."

Jiang Ye didn't pay attention to his ranking. Instead, he immediately opened his Panel to check.

To his disappointment, this assessment did not unlock any new achievements.

"Strange, could Director Zhang's strength be inferior to Teacher Chen's? Or is Director Zhang's strength also classified at the 'Martial Arts Ancestor' level?"

Jiang Ye felt it had to be the latter.

As for the former. He felt it was impossible!

Half an hour later, the arena combat assessment concluded.

On the electronic blackboard, the comprehensive scores for the Martial Arts Three Trials were displayed.

Jiang Ye also looked at the blackboard.

[First Place: Li Zhichao, 295 points]

[Second Place: Jiang Ye, 260 points]

"260 points?" Jiang Ye mused, "For the final assessment, I only need to score 90 points to meet the standard for a Martial Arts University."

According to past years' patterns.

The college entrance examination standard for ordinary Martial Arts Universities was 350 points.

Of course, the Twenty-Five School Alliance was far beyond that, requiring at least 700 points.

As for the Top Ten Elite Schools, the lowest one required 900 points.

The Martial Arts Four Trials had a total score of 1200 points. Achieving 900 points was a near-monstrous requirement.

However, Jiang Ye still had a full year, and his room for improvement was vast.

The fourth assessment—the Virtual Starry Sky combat assessment—would not be held in the classroom but in a spherical building at the center of the school.

Led by Zhang Jianwu, the students of Class Nine arrived at the entrance of the spherical building.

Other classes were already lining up.

The school's virtual equipment was limited, so classes that arrived late often had to wait a long time.

Fortunately, Class Nine was among the first to arrive.

A batch of students had already completed the virtual assessment and were emerging from the spherical building.

"Students from the Key Class."

Jiang Ye's expression shifted slightly as he saw them.

The students from the Key Class were clearly different from those in the Ordinary Class.

Thanks to their innate talent as freshmen, they carried an air of youthful confidence in their demeanor and temperament.

Among this group of Key Class students, the leader was a cold and aloof girl, standing at 1.75 meters tall. She wore a short shirt and hot pants, her legs were fair and slender.

Her waist was incredibly narrow, and her bust was astonishingly large.

The cold and aloof girl glanced at the people from Class Nine, her expression haughty, and turned away with long strides.

"Zhao Qingli from Class One, a terrifying existence with a total score of 700 across the four assessments!"

Inside the building, many students looked at the tall figure with awe.

Jiang Ye opened his panel and revealed a hint of surprise.