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Jiang City Martial Arts University.
Awakening Test Hall.
Eight hundred freshmen would undergo their profession awakening here, which would determine their class assignments for the next four years of university!
Would they enter the Elite Classes and compete in the national league, or join the Ordinary Classes and coast their way to a diploma?
It all came down to today!
Number 37, Lin Yun.
He pressed his palm against the testing device. Lightning exploded, and the holographic screen displayed [Thunder Law Prodigy · S-Grade].
The whole hall erupted. The dean even stood up to applaud!
Without a doubt, Lin Yun was the top freshman of this class!
Number 88, Su Muyun: Sword shadows crisscrossed across the testing device, which displayed [Azure Phoenix Sword Radiance · S-Grade].
The boys screamed wildly. A goddess had been born among the freshmen!
Number 541, Wang Hou: A faint glow appeared on the testing device, which displayed [Qi Refiner · C-Grade].
He sighed in relief. At least he hadn't gotten the worst result.
And last...
Number 800, Ye Xiao.
By the time he stepped onto the stage, people below were already whispering:
"That's him? The one who got in through special admission? I heard he didn't even meet our school's entrance exam cutoff. He was a full 200 points short!"
"I heard he's an orphan, raised by a Demon-Hunting Warrior. That warrior died in the line of duty, so the academy took pity on him and gave him a special admission spot."
"Took pity on him? A martial arts academy cares about combat strength. What good is pity? Just watch. He's definitely useless."
Ye Xiao placed his hand on the testing device.
The metal felt cold.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
The testing device showed no reaction.
People below began to laugh.
Five seconds.
Six seconds.
Seven seconds.
At last, the holographic screen flickered, then slowly displayed two characters—
[Martialist · E-Grade]
The whole hall fell silent for a second.
Then it erupted in deafening laughter.
"A Martialist? Holy crap, it's 3026 and people still awaken this thing?"
"I heard only people with absolutely no talent get pitied by the heavens and automatically switch to the Martialist profession."
"Didn't he get in through special admission? How'd he awaken such a trash profession?"
"Ha. Special admission? In other words, he got in through connections. How much did his dad donate to the school?"
Ye Xiao said nothing.
He simply looked at his fist.
He had been transported here seven days ago. His predecessor's memories told him:
The father everyone accused of pulling strings had saved him from a horde of monsters, only to die before he could escape himself.
Ye Xiao stood on the testing platform, looking at the two characters on the holographic screen in front of him.
All around him, voices of doubt and mockery rang in his ears.
The dean frowned and murmured to the director of student affairs beside him, "He got in through special admission? This... is a bit of a problem. An E-Grade talent—he's the worst student in Jiang University history. The public backlash could be serious..."
The director of student affairs wiped the sweat from his brow. "His adoptive father died saving someone. The city even issued an official statement about it. We couldn't very well refuse him. Besides, his father was a Demon-Hunting Warrior..."
Lin Yun leaned back in his chair, legs crossed, and smiled at the people beside him. "An E-Grade Martialist? I heard the pinnacle of that profession is serving as a punching bag for people like us. Perfect. I need a human target."
Su Muyun glanced at Ye Xiao. Her expression was calm, neither mocking nor sympathetic. She simply looked away.
Wang Hou let out a sigh of relief and patted his chest. "Thank goodness. At least I'm not last."
As Ye Xiao stared at those two characters, fragments of his predecessor's memories flashed through his mind:
Demons ran rampant, their demonic energy soaring into the sky!
A man clad in War Demon Armor hurled him out of a horde of monsters.
The man shouted, "Xiao'er, survive! No matter what anyone says, survive. Live with your head held high!"
"Don't think about avenging me! You have to be all right! Live well!!"
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
Then countless monsters swallowed the man.
Ye Xiao came to his senses and realized his fist was clenched so tightly that his knuckles had turned white.
The veins stood out, as if they might burst at any moment!
[Beep!]
[Extreme conviction detected...]
[Pure Martial Path will detected...]
[Heart of Extreme Martial awakened!]
[Condition: Every punch is cultivation! Each punch increases your realm by one stage!]
[Warning: This system cannot be disabled unless... you stop believing in your own fists.]
A system window appeared before Ye Xiao's eyes.
[Host: Ye Xiao]
[Profession: Martialist (sole heir of the Extreme Path)]
[Realm: Mud Embryo Realm · First Stage]
[Fist Power Amplification: 0%]
[Technique: Extreme Martial Fist Sutra]
[Passive: None]
[Skills: None]
[Status: None]
[Martial Value: 0]
[Realm Advancement Intensity: 30%]
[Requirement to break through to the next major realm: Complete one Law-Breaking Fist! (Incomplete)]
The test was over.
The class assignments were announced!
"Lin Yun! S-Grade awakened profession. Assigned to Genius Class 1!"
Amid envious looks from countless people, Lin Yun strode proudly onto the stage and received the special badge that represented his student status and class!
"Su Muyun! S-Grade awakened profession. Assigned to Genius Class 1!"
Su Muyun, stunningly beautiful, had already become the dream girl of countless male students.
"Wang Hou! C-Grade awakened profession. Assigned to Ordinary Class 9!"
The chubby, good-natured Wang Hou breathed a sigh of relief.
"I heard there's one Genius Class, three Elite Classes, and twelve Ordinary Classes. Thank goodness I didn't end up in the very last Ordinary Class."
The final moment had arrived.
Everyone was curious which class Ye Xiao would be assigned to.
"Ye Xiao, E-Grade Martialist, assigned to... uh..." The staff member looked at the screen and glanced up uneasily. "Assigned to Elite Class 3?"
The whole hall erupted again.
Elite Class 3 couldn't match Lin Yun's Genius Class 1, but it was still a place for top students.
What right did an E-Grade Martialist have to be there?
Lin Yun stood up at once. "Teacher, I object. I'm not in an Elite Class, but I still have to say something fair!"
"Letting a useless person into an Elite Class is the greatest injustice to the other students there!"
The Elite Class students immediately chimed in. "Exactly! Isn't that a waste of resources?"
"That's unfair! Teacher, this is unfair!"
"We don't want to be in the same class as a useless person!"
The students assigned to Elite Class 3 were generally A-Grade talents.
Now the worst, an E-Grade talent, had been thrown in among them.
It felt like an insult and a stain on their class.
Ye Xiao, still standing on the stage, said nothing.
He simply looked at Lin Yun, his gaze frighteningly calm.
His predecessor's memories told him:
The two of them were sworn enemies!
The director of student affairs rapped on the table. "Quiet! This is the academy's decision. Ye Xiao's adoptive father was a martyr, so he qualifies for preferential treatment. He'll study in Elite Class 3, but he won't use any of your class's cultivation resources."
"That's final!"
Lin Yun sneered and sat back down. He looked at Ye Xiao as if he were a stray dog.
But right then,
in front of all the teachers and students,
Ye Xiao coldly declared, "I, Ye Xiao, refuse to join the Elite Class!"
"I need no one's pity. With nothing but my own two fists, I'll make you beg to have me join the Genius Class!"
The whole hall was stunned. Everyone erupted in an uproar.
"Hahaha, that's hilarious! An E-Grade failure thinks he can act tough!"
"Anyone can talk big! He's putting on a show now, but he'll be eating his words before long."
"He doesn't even qualify for an Elite Class, and he's already dreaming of the Genius Class?"
"Make us beg to let him in? He'll probably be kicked out of the Ordinary Class within a month!"
"..."
The dean and the others looked at Ye Xiao's spirit and resolve with admiration.
"He's truly that man's adoptive son! His words and backbone are exactly like his father's!"
At Ye Xiao's insistence,
he refused to accept handouts and didn't join the Elite Class. In the end, he went to Ordinary Class 9.
There wasn't much difference between the lower-ranked Ordinary Classes. Their students were all about the same.
So the talk about Ye Xiao gradually faded away.
The crowd dispersed.
Ye Xiao walked out of the testing hall alone.
Outside lay the campus of Jiang City Martial Arts University.
Modern lecture halls, floating training facilities, and in the distance, the city's tallest structure, the [Martial Arts Tower].
He stood at the entrance, watching freshmen pass by in groups of two and three, chatting and laughing.
Nobody looked at him.
Nobody paid him any attention.
Everyone looked down on this E-Grade failure who'd gotten into the school through special admission.
A voice came from behind him:
"You're Ye Xiao, right?"
Ye Xiao turned around.
It was a young man in a white shirt and glasses. He looked very refined.
"I'm the homeroom teacher for Ordinary Class 9. My surname is Zhou. I know what happened."
He paused.
"I know this is harsh for you, but those are the rules. The cultivation resources for every class are allocated according to its ranking."
"With your awakening grade... you might not get any cultivation resources."
Ye Xiao asked, "So?"
Teacher Zhou fell silent for a moment. "So, if you're under a lot of pressure, I can help you find a part-time job in the cafeteria. You could earn some money and buy cultivation resources yourself. Then there's this campus card. There's some money on it. Use it for now, and try to be frugal."
Ye Xiao's tone softened as he calmly pushed Teacher Zhou's hand away.
"Thank you, Teacher Zhou."
"My father taught me from a young age to work hard with my own hands, be self-reliant, and make my own way."
With that,
Ye Xiao turned to leave.
Teacher Zhou froze for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh.
"All right. Your dorm is Room 302, East District Building 7. Classes start tomorrow, so don't be late."
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