Sixth-Year Students: Outnumbering Them, Victory Is Ours!

Notting Academy, on the playground.

The principal was giving a speech again, while the sixth-grade students stood to the side, listless.

In the distance, the first through fifth-grade students were divided into five groups, listening to the principal's speech with equal lack of enthusiasm.

Teacher Zhao brought Qin Qi into the sixth-grade student line, then returned to the teachers' group.

"Qin Qi, are you participating in this graduation sparring match too?"

Someone whispered a question at this moment.

"Yeah, the principal insisted I participate."

"But what exactly is this graduation sparring? What's the process?"

Qin Qi also asked in a low voice.

"Graduation sparring is just us sixth-grade graduates sparring with each other."

"At first, it was just us students sparring among ourselves."

"But later, the principal found out about it, and then... the principal turned it into a school event."

The person sighed helplessly as they spoke; honestly, they also felt the principal was a real busybody.

"Ahem, that's all for today. Next, I invite the sixth-grade students to begin the sparring."

"First up is..."

The principal's speech concluded. He looked toward the sixth-grade students, his gaze sweeping across the circle before finally landing on Qin Qi.

"First, let us welcome our little genius, student Qin Qi, to conduct the first battle!"

The principal announced, "Student Qin Qi, please come up."

"Sigh."

Qin Qi shook his head and stepped onto the ring.

"Next, the opponent is..."

The principal looked at the sixth-grade students again. He was choosing; he had to find someone for Qin Qi.

The opponent couldn't be too strong, but they couldn't be too weak either; the first battle had to be spectacular.

"Principal, don't bother looking. Let the sixth-grade seniors come up together."

"I'll take them all on by myself."

Qin Qi looked at the dozen or so sixth-grade students, took a deep breath, and spoke up.

"This... Student Qin Qi, our school's sparring matches are always one-on-one. This..."

The principal wore a troubled expression, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked at Qin Qi.

He wondered if this child had been showered with too much praise lately, causing him to lose sight of his own limitations.

Below, the sixth-grade students also wore unhappy expressions on their faces.

They admitted that Qin Qi was a genius, but they weren't useless; Qin Qi's behavior was nothing short of looking down on them and provoking them.

"Principal, let the sixth-grade seniors come up. I want to challenge my own limits."

"At worst, if I lose, I'll take a beating, which will also help me recognize my current strength."

Qin Qi said.

"This... what do you all say?"

The principal hesitated for a moment, then looked at the sixth-grade students and asked.

"Principal, since Junior Qin Qi is so confident, let him try."

"Don't worry, Principal, we'll know when to hold back."

"That's what sparring should be like; it's only interesting if it's exciting."

The sixth-grade students spoke up.

"Well, alright then. Mind your limits."

The principal nodded, and as soon as he did, the sixth-grade students rushed onto the ring, unable to wait any longer.

"This child... what has gotten into him?"

Teacher Zhao couldn't help but frown as she watched the scene, feeling deeply puzzled.

Usually, although Qin Qi could be a bit cheeky, she had never seen him act arrogant; he had always been steady and honest.

But what was happening now?

"Sigh, a hundred-year Spirit Ring is certainly stronger than a ten-year Spirit Ring."

"But his level is too low right now. In a one-on-one, he has the advantage, but against several, against a dozen, that advantage is completely gone."

The lead teacher sighed, feeling in his heart that Qin Qi was destined to lose.

"Qin Qi is about to get a beating."

Wang Sheng looked at Qin Qi. He knew Qin Qi fought dirty, but that was only when launching sneak attacks.

If it were a head-on confrontation, he truly didn't know how strong Qin Qi was.

"Should we go up and help?"

Xiao Wu asked, acting very loyal.

"Don't mess around, Xiao Wu. This isn't a street brawl; it's a sparring match."

"Besides, they are all Spirit Masters with Spirit Rings. They aren't people we can handle."

Wang Sheng looked at Xiao Wu helplessly and spoke.

Meanwhile, Tang San remained silent, watching the stage quietly while waiting for the final result.

"Junior, are you ready yet?"

"If you're ready, we're going to make our move."

"Don't worry, we certainly won't hold back."

The sixth-grade students stretched their arms, grins appearing on their faces. They might not be certain of victory in a one-on-one, but now that it was a dozen against one, the advantage was theirs—they were sure to win!

"Not yet, wait a moment."

Qin Qi said.

"Fine, we'll wait for you."

The sixth-grade students spoke with surprising martial virtue.

Taking advantage of this time, Qin Qi entered the Study Space and found Tang Jiaren.

"Granduncle, I'm about to spar with some graduates from the academy outside."

Qin Qi said.

"Oh? Did you run into an opponent you couldn't beat, so you came to ask for my help?"

Tang Jiaren looked at Qin Qi and asked.

"No, I can beat them myself, but I want you to watch this battle."

"I want you to see the results of my training during this period!"

Qin Qi looked at Tang Jiaren with a very firm gaze. He wasn't taking on so many people just to show off.

He wanted Tang Jiaren to see the fruits of his cultivation.

"I would like to watch if I could, but unfortunately, I cannot leave this place."

Tang Jiaren was stunned by Qin Qi's words, then looked at him with the gaze of a grandfather watching his grandson.

"Even if I can't see it, I believe you will definitely win. Granduncle has faith in you!"

Tang Jiaren patted Qin Qi on the shoulder and offered his encouragement.

"As long as you want to see it, I have a way to let you watch."

"Get ready, you'll be able to see it in a moment."

After finishing his sentence, Qin Qi exited the Study Space.

"This child..."

Tang Jiaren shook his head, then looked at the vast, white space. "Let's see the results of a junior's studies, then."

Back in Notting Academy.

"I'm ready. Seniors, are you ready?"

A simple, honest smile appeared on Qin Qi's face as he asked.

"Ready, let's do this!"

After the sixth-grade students finished speaking, they immediately began to summon their Martial Souls—there were both Beast Martial Souls and Tool Martial Souls.

In an instant, over a dozen white Spirit Rings enveloped the area, and they charged toward Qin Qi together.

"Activate Physical Practice function!"

Qin Qi said in his heart.

[Physical Practice function activated. During the next five minutes of practice, the host will receive guidance from a private tutor.]

After Qin Qi entered the Physical Practice function, he did not feel as though his body had been taken over by another consciousness.

Instead, he felt as if he had suddenly grasped many things from the ether.

"Retract body control."

Qin Qi retracted his control over his body, but the Physical Practice function remained active, and Tang Jiaren was still in a state of possession.

"Granduncle, can you see it?"

Qin Qi watched the sixth-year students, who were now less than five paces away, his expression remaining calm.

"I can."

Tang Jiaren's voice resonated in Qin Qi's mind; through Qin Qi's eyes, he could clearly see everything unfolding outside.

"Then watch closely, Granduncle. You haven't taught me in vain all this time!"

After confirming his success, Qin Qi let out a sigh of relief. He then fully activated the Transparent World, focusing his entire attention on the opponents before him.