Xia Ping paid no attention to the few people jumping up and down. He pointed at the others and asked, "What about you? What universities did you come from? Let's hear it."
"I'm from Mofei University."
"Confucian Martial University."
"I'm from Ocean University. We may not be as good as Yanhuang University, but we're still a key university. Getting in takes one-in-ten-thousand odds, and every student is a standout..."
Several people spoke up.
But before one of them could finish, Xia Ping cut him off. "Standout my ass. You're from a trash school. I've never even heard of it. Who knows what backwater you crawled out of?"
"You didn't get into Yanhuang University, and you still have the nerve to compete in the qualifiers? How thick-skinned can you be? Though perhaps that's one of the advantages of coming from a trash school—you've got thick skin!"
"Maybe another advantage is that you're ignorant and fearless. You know you'll come in last, but you still compete. All just to show how powerful Yanhuang University is. I suppose that's worth some praise."
He sighed with feeling.
"You!"
Their faces turned green. Hearing their schools dismissed as worthless, and being told they had entered the competition because they were shameless and only served to highlight Yanhuang University, made them want to kill the bastard.
"What are you 'you'-ing about? Am I wrong? If you couldn't get into Yanhuang University, what use are you?" Xia Ping scolded them. "If I were you, I'd have been so ashamed I'd have killed myself already."
"Anyone who can't get into Yanhuang University has no right to live in this world."
Bastard!
The group gritted their teeth, so furious their lungs felt ready to burst. What kind of logic was that? Did failing to get into a top university