Freshman Training Begins

Sichuan First Martial University's campus was simply too large. On foot alone, there was no way to see it all in a short time.

So, the next day, Wang Tianyu and Zhu Sirun had learned their lesson. The two of them went to the school's car rental service and rented a vehicle.

With a car for transportation, Wang Tianyu and the others were finally able to make a rough tour of the entire campus.

They visited all the landmark locations.

But when it came to obscure little corners of the school, Wang Tianyu had no idea about them at all.

Still, Wang Tianyu was not in any hurry. He had several years of university ahead of him.

He would have plenty of time to get to know the school.

"Let's go. Today's the day we choose our colleges, so we should head over early."

Zhu Sirun knocked on Wang Tianyu's door, reminding him of the significance of the day.

In truth, Wang Tianyu did not need Zhu Sirun's reminder. He remembered perfectly well what day it was.

When they had registered earlier, the staff at the registration desk had specifically reminded them as well.

Today was the new student training session, and also the day new students selected their colleges.

"You mustn't be late for assembly!"

The staff had stressed that point twice, and Wang Tianyu remembered it clearly.

"Let's go. We should head over now."

Wang Tianyu had already packed up. After speaking, he prepared to close the door and leave.

"After today, we can officially begin cultivating martial arts. Just thinking about it makes me a little impatient."

Zhu Sirun was visibly excited. Though he was plain-looking, he had ambitions as vast as the sky.

The day before, Wang Tianyu and Zhu Sirun had chatted for a long time.

According to Zhu Sirun, his goal was for a statue of himself to one day stand at the school gates as well.

"Oh? Zhu Sirun, your standards are really low. You'd actually associate with someone like this? Aren't you afraid of disgracing the Zhu Family?"

At that very moment, Yang Guangqing emerged from his room as well.

The three of their rooms had been next to each other to begin with.

So the moment Yang Guangqing stepped outside, he spotted Wang Tianyu and Zhu Sirun.

Seeing Zhu Sirun together with Wang Tianyu, Yang Guangqing immediately began mocking Zhu Sirun.

Yang Guangqing's reason for provoking Zhu Sirun was simple.

Zhu Sirun was none other than the examinee who had been assigned to the same group as Yang Guangqing during the martial arts exam.

It was precisely because of Zhu Sirun that Yang Guangqing's martial arts exam score had been so low, nowhere near the result he had wanted.

Yang Guangqing was targeting Zhu Sirun. As for Wang Tianyu, he was merely a "thing" Yang Guangqing used to needle Zhu Sirun.

Strictly speaking, this was only the second time Wang Tianyu had met Yang Guangqing.

Yet Wang Tianyu's impression of Yang Guangqing had already risen to the level of disgust.

Though Yang Guangqing was mocking Zhu Sirun, Wang Tianyu had gotten caught in the crossfire for no reason.

In Yang Guangqing's mouth, Wang Tianyu had become someone only a person with low standards would befriend.

Wang Tianyu had not had a good impression of Yang Guangqing to begin with. Now that he heard those words, he exploded on the spot.

"I'll show you exactly what kind of person I am!"

Yang Guangqing's words were simply too harsh, giving Wang Tianyu the urge to strike.

Wang Tianyu was not some endlessly accommodating nice guy. Right then and there, he was ready to go over and show Yang Guangqing exactly what kind of person he was.

Wang Tianyu was no hollow talker who only talked big without acting.

The moment his words fell, Wang Tianyu prepared to charge over.

But Wang Tianyu did not make it to Yang Guangqing's side, because Zhu Sirun grabbed him from behind.

"Calm down. This isn't the time to fight."

Compared with Wang Tianyu, Zhu Sirun was much calmer at that moment.

Zhu Sirun had also been angered by Yang Guangqing's words.

But the new student training session was about to begin, and that was the most important thing at the moment.

That was why Zhu Sirun reached out and held back the somewhat impulsive Wang Tianyu.

"What? You want to fight?"

Seeing Wang Tianyu itching to have a go, Yang Guangqing let out a light laugh.

"Don't rush. You'll get your chance soon enough. Later, you'll learn just how wide the gap between us is."

Yang Guangqing did not take Wang Tianyu's actions seriously at all.

After giving Wang Tianyu a mocking laugh, Yang Guangqing turned and headed for the assembly point first.

"Why did you stop me?"

Only after Yang Guangqing left did Zhu Sirun release Wang Tianyu's arm.

"He's an annoying bastard. I want to beat him to death too, but the timing really isn't right."

Zhu Sirun first explained himself to Wang Tianyu, then continued.

"But don't be in such a hurry. Yang Guangqing did get one thing right just now. After the new student training ends, there'll be an event. You'll have a chance to make a move then."

Hearing that, Wang Tianyu asked, "There'll be a match between new students later? Tell me about it in detail."

This was the first time Wang Tianyu had heard of it.

"Don't rush. We can talk as we walk. Someone will explain all this in detail later anyway."

The orientation field was enormous. At that moment, many new students were already scattered across it.

Wang Tianyu and Zhu Sirun stood amid the crowd as well.

Zhu Sirun was telling Wang Tianyu about what would happen next.

The university had organized this sort of new student welcome event many times before, and there was a basically fixed procedure to it.

Quite a few of Zhu Sirun's elders had gone through this before.

So Zhu Sirun knew what would happen next.

Nine o'clock sharp.

A booming voice rang out beside Wang Tianyu's ears.

The voice drowned out the noise of the new students on the field.

"All new students, assemble facing me. Form fifty columns. You have two minutes. Any new student who has not found a position in the formation after two minutes will be expelled."

The voice came from the rostrum above the field.

Hearing what it said, all the new students hurried into motion, Wang Tianyu included.

At that moment, four people stood on the rostrum. The one speaking was a burly man.

Without relying on any sound equipment, the man had projected that field-shaking voice with nothing but his own lungs.

Looking at the man's face, Wang Tianyu felt as if he had seen him somewhere before.

As Wang Tianyu tried to recall where he had seen the man, his feet did not stop moving.

For the man to be standing on the rostrum and speaking, he had to be part of the school's leadership.

And on such a special day, for him to be the first to speak, he had to be a fairly high-ranking leader.

Since he dared speak of expulsion, he surely had the authority to make it happen.

No one who had gotten into Sichuan First Martial University was a fool.

The originally scattered new students formed a large square formation in less than two minutes.

Since they had not arranged themselves by height, the formation looked rather disorderly, without much sense of neatness.

But the man clearly had not expected the formation to be especially orderly. Seeing the somewhat chaotic ranks, he did not say much.

"Very good. You are all smart people, so this will be simple."

Seeing that no one remained outside the formation, the burly man nodded in satisfaction.

"First, let me introduce myself. I am Zhao Zongyang, the president of Sichuan First Martial University."

Once Zhao Zongyang finished introducing himself, Wang Tianyu finally remembered where he had seen him before.

Wang Tianyu had seen Zhao Zongyang at the school gates.

One of the statues at the gates was modeled after Zhao Zongyang.

"Our President Zhao is a formidable expert even among martial artists. Unfortunately, he hasn't taken students in a long time. Otherwise, if we could study under him, the path of martial cultivation would be much easier."

Clearly, Zhu Sirun knew far more about Zhao Zongyang than Wang Tianyu did.

"Next, I would like to congratulate the 2,431 new students present. You have risen above the rest in the martial arts classes and gained the chance to become martial artists."

"Clap, clap, clap..."

When a leader spoke, applause was naturally indispensable.

"Though you now possess the qualifications to become martial artists, that is not necessarily such a fortunate thing."

"As you gain great power, the responsibilities upon your shoulders will increase accordingly."

"Becoming a martial artist is no easy matter. You may already know, to some extent, how cruel the path of martial artists is. What I need to tell you now is that the martial artist's road is even harder to walk than you imagine."

"You may not have a clear impression from my words alone, so let me give you a simple example."

"Last year, a total of 198 students died at Sichuan First Martial University. The injured were too numerous to count."

"The university does not prohibit fighting. It even encourages students of the same realm to compete with each other and improve their strength. Most of those people died for that very reason."

After Zhao Zongyang finished speaking, he closed his mouth. He knew these new students needed some time to absorb the matter.

Sure enough, after hearing that number, the expressions of quite a few new students changed.

Some new students who knew each other even began discussing it among themselves.