At this moment, all the students and teachers of the Elite Training Camp were at a loss.
"Ah!"
An excited cry burst from Zhao Ruo's mouth. She immediately dashed toward Jiangnan Pavilion, so thrilled that she even used movement techniques.
Seeing his ranking change from 16th to 17th, Shi Jiang shook his head and left with a smile.
Inside Jiangnan Pavilion, in Ren Ze's villa.
He sat at his desk, opened his laptop, and logged into the Elite Training Camp's intranet.
When he saw that he ranked first in the October points standings, he chuckled.
"Next month, I'll have ninety hours each in the Trial Room and Gravity Room. Awesome!"
"First, I'll reserve time every day—four hours of saber practice, six hours training in the Gravity Room, then another six hours honing myself in the Trial Room..."
Using the privileges of being ranked first in points, Ren Ze arranged his training schedule for the coming month.
Just as he was secretly reveling in it, the villa door was suddenly slammed open, and Zhao Ruo, clad in combat gear, rushed in.
"Ah!"
The moment she saw Ren Ze, she shrieked and charged toward him.
Still dazed, Ren Ze was hugged by the rushing Zhao Ruo, followed by another barrage of screams.
Ren Ze said helplessly, "Zhao Ruo, Zhao Ruo! Stop screaming!"
With the lung capacity of a War General, if he did not stop her, Ren Ze felt he would be completely unable to withstand that high-decibel screaming assault.
A full two minutes passed before Zhao Ruo finally vented her excitement. The way she looked at Ren Ze began to shine, and she turned into a fangirl, firing off all sorts of questions.
"Ren Ze, Ren Ze. How are you so amazing?"
"What do you usually like to eat?"
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