The First Class

The gentle breeze caressed, and the willows were veiled in mist.

The morning is the most important part of the day, and Xian Wu got up early.

It wasn't because he was eager to learn cultivation techniques, but mainly because he was responsible for breakfast at the cafeteria.

"Little Wu, a few of these meat buns don't look too good. Take them for yourself," an old man from the Meal A section handed him a few buns.

The intention to curry favor was obvious, but Xian Wu didn't refuse.

Although Vice Principal Ye Sheng had nothing to do with him, it didn't stop others from thinking they were related.

Even if it was exposed that they weren't related, it wouldn't matter; he'd enjoy the convenience this perceived relationship brought for as long as it lasted.

It was better than being an orphan with no parents, looked down upon by everyone.

To Xian Wu's surprise, many familiar faces came to his station to get food this morning.

Lu Piao, Nie Li, Du Ze, Wei Nan, Zhang Ming, and Zhu Jun Xiang were all there.

Lu Piao usually ate Meal A, so him coming to his section to get food was likely just for fun.

Nie Li, being from a noble family like himself, was different; he always ate Meal C.

Xian Wu didn't stand on ceremony and gave each of them two servings of leftovers.

The old men and women watched, understanding the situation without saying a word.

A few students protested Xian Wu's favoritism, but they ended up with no leftovers.

No one dared to gossip anymore.

Xian Wu had become the uncrowned king of the cafeteria.

He, Xian Wu, was nothing; these people at the cafeteria were mainly showing respect to Vice Principal Ye Sheng.

After finishing his busy shift, Xian Wu waved goodbye to the cafeteria manager and rushed to the classroom.

He couldn't be late on the first day of class; it would leave a bad impression on the instructors and classmates.

Although... he had already left a bad impression on his classmates during yesterday's entrance test.

Especially the nickname "Pants-Stripping Fiend," which was enough to make anyone tremble.

The desks in the classroom were arranged in three rows: a large row in the middle, and two smaller rows by the walls and windows on either side.

Each desk had a student number, allowing the students to find their assigned seats.

It was worth noting that students from noble families, influential families, and Peak Families mostly had seats in the front and middle.

Commoner students, on the other hand, were mostly seated towards the back and sides, very far from the podium and blackboard, making it difficult to hear or see.

However, the aisles between the desks were quite spacious, wide enough for three people to walk side-by-side.

Xian Wu was lucky and got a window seat in the very back row.

Nie Li and Lu Piao were also in the back row, but in the middle seats, directly facing the blackboard and podium, so they didn't have to strain their necks to listen.

They were separated from Xian Wu by the aisle, gazing at each other from a distance.

Zhu Jun Xiang sat in front of Xian Wu, and Zhang Ming's seat was symmetrical to Xian Wu's, but by the wall.

Du Ze sat in front of Zhang Ming, symmetrical to Zhu Jun Xiang.

Wei Nan was luckier and got a middle seat, also in the back row, right next to Lu Piao.

Whether he would be "gayed" was unknown; wishing him good luck.

Xiao Ning'er's seat was in the very front row, on the center line of the classroom.

Given her talent, this seat was well-deserved.

Xiao Ning'er had her hair tied up in a high, bouncy ponytail that swayed amusingly.

If he had the chance, Xian Wu would definitely touch it a couple of times.

It wasn't because he was horny, just because he thought it would be fun. Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand; important things are said three times.

Dong dong dong!

A melodious bell echoed throughout the City of Brilliance, and the students began their classes.

A male instructor strode into the classroom with heavy "thump thump" steps.

Xian Wu recognized this person; it was the man who had led the team yesterday and cleared his name.

Walking onto the podium, the male instructor introduced himself: "Hello, students. Welcome to Sacred Orchid Academy. Welcome to the introductory Warrior class. My name is Tie Kuang, from the Iron Gate Family. For the next two months, your martial arts studies will be my responsibility."

"After two months, you will have your final test to showcase your learning achievements in martial arts and Spirit Master paths."

"This is both good news and bad news."

"At that time, if you reach the Bronze One Star level as a Warrior or Spirit Master, you will be promoted to the regular Warrior and Spirit Master classes."

"Reaching Bronze Three Stars or above will allow you to advance to the Warrior and Spirit Master genius classes. I hope you all seize this opportunity."

"In the regular and genius classes, you will encounter more profound knowledge and receive more specialized guidance..."

In other words, this introductory Warrior class is equivalent to kindergarten? Xian Wu raised an eyebrow.

Regardless, he at least had to be promoted to the official Warrior class.

The final exam two months later would be his chance to prove himself to Vice Principal Ye Sheng.

Instructor Tie Kuang continued, "But don't get too happy too soon. If you haven't reached the Bronze One Star level in two months and rank in the bottom three, then I regret to inform the three of you that you will be expelled."

"Expelled?" Xian Wu was shocked. With only one Soul Force, he was quite competitive.

No, in two months, he had to improve his Soul Force and strength, even if it meant studying until his hair turned white.

If he were expelled, he wouldn't get to eat such delicious breakfasts.

"Now, let's briefly discuss Warriors," Instructor Tie Kuang instructed. "Grab your quills and prepare to take notes. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen."

"What is a Warrior? A Warrior is someone who cultivates martial skills." Instructor Tie Kuang's voice was full of vigor, each word landing like a solid pebble.

"What do you rely on to cultivate martial skills?" At this point, Instructor Tie Kuang pounded his solid chest twice with his fist.

"We rely on a strong body and immense strength!"

"A strong body can prevent you from being instantly killed by ferocious Demonic Beasts, while immense strength can allow you to easily break through their defenses."

"It's worth mentioning that at the same level, human Warriors cannot defeat Demonic Beasts in a bare-handed fight."

"Because Demonic Beasts not only possess incredibly tough bodies but also have all sorts of special abilities. Some can control ice and snow, some control flames, some can sharpen their claws, and some can temporarily multiply their strength several times over."

"However, human Warriors are not lambs to the slaughter. Humans are humans because they use tools and think."

"Battle Armor and Battle Weapons can greatly enhance a human Warrior's combat power. With powerful equipment, fighting above one's level is commonplace."

Nonsense, Xian Wu pouted. Give him one atom bomb, and he could flatten the entire Sacred Ancestor Mountain Range.

Give him ten million atom bombs, and he could scour the entire planet clean.

It was just that with his meager knowledge of physics and chemistry, how to develop them was a big problem.

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