Starry Sky Trial

Martial Arts No. 3 High School!

On the training grounds, a figure was flipped over and slammed down before the students of Third High School.

He had lost!

Several Third High School students stepped forward and helped up their defeated classmate, glaring furiously at the person on the stage, wishing they could rush up and beat him senseless.

Unfortunately, they were too weak. They had not even broken through to become quasi-martial artists, let alone challenge a martial artist.

All four of Third High School's quasi-martial artists had been defeated by him. No one was left who could fight—even if someone broke through and became a martial artist at this moment.

They still could not possibly be his opponent.

"Director Liu, why are all the students at Third High School only quasi-martial artists?" Principal Fang of No. 1 High School asked with a smug smile.

"I remember the earliest student to break through as a quasi-martial artist was from your Third High School, wasn't he? Why not have him come out and offer my student a few pointers?"

On the martial stage, Sun Cheng, the No. 1 High School student who had broken through to become a martial artist, swept his staff sideways and pointed it at the Third High School students below.

Sun Cheng swept his gaze over the crowd, impatience written across his face. "Where's Su Bo from your school?"

"What?"

"He heard I came to challenge him, so he didn't dare accept? Did he turn into a turtle with its head tucked in?"

The first student in Crimson Glow City to break through as a quasi-martial artist should have been him. It should have been Sun Cheng—the first to become a quasi-martial artist, then the first to become a martial artist.

Then he would climb all the way through the Starry Sky Martial Exam, seize first place among Crimson Glow City's martial exam candidates, surpass his father, and become a martial artist above the Gang realm.

He would completely change his own fate and his family's fate, casting off the so-called label of sinful citizens.

Yet Su Bo had appeared out of nowhere?

He had actually broken through as a quasi-martial artist faster than him.

How was that possible?

His father was one of the Gang realm martial artists of the City Lord's Manor. Since childhood, he had received guidance in cultivation from a Gang realm martial artist, and he had more high-grade martial meals than he could ever finish eating.

As for stance training, he had entered the realm of minor accomplishment long ago.

From nurturing his body to becoming a martial apprentice, he had been one step ahead at every step. By all rights, no one should have been able to surpass him.

Yet Su Bo had become such an exception.

A guy born with mud on his legs had actually become a quasi-martial artist before him and stolen his glory.

Where was Su Bo?

The martial arts students of Third High School standing to one side below the stage looked at one another.

Old Wu had said that Su Bo had been taken away by the principal to cultivate in some mysterious place. He likely would not be returning anytime soon.

"Class Seven, where's Su Bo?" the quasi-martial artist who had just been knocked off the stage with a single sweep of a staff asked in a deep voice.

"Don't tell me he really didn't dare accept the challenge and ran away?"

"Watch your fucking mouth!" Zhou Tong shot back, forcefully standing up to the other man despite his quasi-martial artist strength. "Brother Bo was taken away by the principal. It's not that he didn't dare fight..."

"Heh, the principal took him away?" The man sneered.

"Who would believe that?"

"You..." Zhou Tong and the others were furious, but there was nothing they could do.

He may have lost to a martial artist from No. 1 High School, but his absolute strength was still enough to crush everyone in Class Seven. They were merely a group of martial apprentices and were no match for him at all.

On the stage, Sun Cheng watched the two sides, swords drawn and bows bent, and let out a disdainful sneer.

A bunch of trash. A little emotional stirring, and they were already fighting among themselves. A commoners' school was still a commoners' school—mud could never be plastered onto a wall.

If a genius had somehow emerged from a place like this, he probably was not all that impressive.

Perhaps Third High School had simply stuffed him full of all kinds of high-grade martial meals and forcibly fattened up some counterfeit genius.

With that thought, Sun Cheng lost all interest in challenging him. He put away his staff, turned, leaped off the stage, and led the No. 1 High School students away.

Principal Fang was immensely pleased. Smiling warmly, he said, "Director Liu, my apologies, truly, my apologies..."

"They're just a bunch of children fooling around. I'll apologize to your school's students on their behalf. When we get back, I'll give that brat Sun Cheng a proper scolding."

"Heh." Liu Zhen rolled his eyes inwardly and paid no attention to the old ghost's barbed remarks.

Principal Fang did not mind his attitude. Anyone who had people come to their door and beat them down would be in a bad mood. He had been exactly the same back then.

Only, back then, it was Situ Ting who had dealt him a crushing blow.

This year, it was finally his turn to vent his anger!

The only pity was that Situ Ting, that bastard, was not here. Otherwise, he would have been even more pleased with himself.

What first student to break through as a quasi-martial artist? He was nothing more than a coward who did not dare accept a challenge. If all Third High School students were like this—

Then first place among all of Crimson Glow City's martial exam students this year would belong to No. 1 High School.

"By the way, where exactly did that old ghost Situ Ting (79 years old) go?" Principal Fang asked curiously.

"There." Liu Zhen lifted his head in indication.

Principal Fang instinctively looked up, at the sky, at the white clouds. "The starry sky? He went into the starry sky to do wha... mm, mm-hm?"

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

He thought of Third High School's quasi-martial artist student who had never appeared, as well as Situ Ting's disappearance.

"Liu Zhen, has Situ Ting gone mad?" Principal Fang roared.

"The Starry Sky Trial—how dare he privately take students to undergo the Starry Sky Trial?"

"Stop shouting. Come with me..." Seeing this, Liu Zhen grabbed Principal Fang, whose face was flushed and whose entire body radiated fury, and vanished from Third High School's training grounds in an instant.

The students and teachers all turned their gazes toward them, but the two had already departed.

Deep within Savage Beast Park...

Fang Sheng panted heavily, his face blank with disbelief as he stared at Liu Zhen with a complicated expression. "You fucking broke through to the Divine Ability realm?"

"By luck." Liu Zhen nodded.

"Damn it, why the hell didn't I get lucky?"

"Then you may first need to refine your spirit into gang before you can get lucky once."

"I already long ago... No, that's not it!"

Principal Fang's expression abruptly changed, and he shouted furiously, "How dare that old bastard Situ Ting? How dare he privately send students to take part in the Starry Sky Trial?"

"Liu Zhen, contact that old bastard Situ Ting for me..."

"How dare he?"

"He's treating human lives like grass. He's ruining the younger generation of Crimson Glow City..."

"I'm going to report him!"

The Starry Sky Trial was a trial only true heavenly prodigies and monstrous geniuses could participate in.

Red River Star was merely a Sin Star beneath the Martial Alliance. Martial arts resources were scarce, and the martial arts students in each city could cultivate martial arts largely because of martial artists from their predecessors' generation.

Even if prodigies emerged, they would find it difficult to compare with the resource-rich great life planets.

Thus, over the past hundred-plus years, the martial artists of Red River Star had tacitly agreed not to let the younger generation of martial artists learn of this trial.

That was to prevent needless casualties.

However, this year, true martial arts prodigies had emerged from the martial arts academies of several major cities on Red River Star. Several had already set out upon the journey of the Starry Sky Trial.

But those were the younger generations of major cities. At the very least, each had a parent from the Divine Ability realm.

Some were even descendants of fourth-realm martial artists. Whether in talent or strength, they were existences far beyond what martial artists from small cities like theirs could compare to.

Situ Ting had sent Third High School students to participate in the Starry Sky Trial. Not to mention the possibility of encountering martial artists from other great planets—

Even the demonic beasts on the trial planet were not something a student who had only just become a martial artist, with strength merely at the first refinement of the Fleshly Body realm, could contend against.