Starry Sky Trial

Martial Arts No. 3 High School!

On the martial arts field, a figure was flipped over and slammed down before the Third High School students.

Defeated!

Several Third High School students stepped forward to help up their defeated classmate, glaring furiously at the stage, itching to rush up and beat that guy to a pulp.

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

All four quasi-martial artists from Third High School had lost to him. No one was left to fight, even if someone broke through to become a martial artist now.

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 grin.

"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 give my student some pointers?"

On the martial arts ring, 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 around, his face full of impatience. "Where's Su Bo from your school?"

"What?"

"Did he hear I came to challenge him and get too scared to fight, turning 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 fight his way into the Starry Sky Martial Exam, seize first place in Crimson Glow City's martial exam, surpass his father, and become a martial artist above the Gang Realm.

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

Yet a Su Bo had appeared out of nowhere midway?

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

How was that possible?

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

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

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

And yet, an exception like Su Bo had emerged.

A nobody 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 at 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 probably would not be coming back anytime soon.

"Where's Su Bo from Class Seven?" the quasi-martial artist who had just been knocked off the ring by a single staff strike asked in a low voice.

"He didn't really run away because he was too scared to accept the challenge, did he?"

"Watch that filthy mouth of yours!" Zhou Tong shot back, standing his ground against the other's quasi-martial artist strength. "Brother Bo was taken away by the principal. It's not that he didn't dare to fight..."

"Heh, the principal took him away?" That person sneered.

"Who would believe that?"

"You..." Zhou Tong and the others were furious, yet they could do nothing to him.

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

On the stage, Sun Cheng watched the two sides bristling with tension and let out a disdainful sneer.

A pack of trash. A little provocation, and they started tearing into each other. A commoner school was a commoner school after all—mud could never be plastered onto a wall.

Even if a genius had somehow emerged from a place like this, he probably would not amount to much.

For all he knew, Third High School had stuffed him full of all sorts of high-grade martial meals and forcibly fed up some counterfeit genius.

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

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

"It was all just the children fooling around. I'll apologize to your school's students on their behalf. Once we get back, I'll give that brat Sun Cheng a proper scolding."

"Heh." Director Liu rolled his eyes inwardly and ignored the old ghost's barbed words entirely.

Principal Fang did not mind his attitude. Whoever had been beaten at their own doorstep would not be in a good mood. He had been exactly the same back then.

Except back then, Situ Ting had been the one to crush his spirit.

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 smug.

What first student to break through as a quasi-martial artist? He was nothing but a coward too scared to accept a challenge. If all Third High School students were like this,

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

"By the way, where exactly did that old ghost Situ Ting, seventy-nine years old, go?" Principal Fang asked curiously.

"There." Director Liu raised his head in indication.

Principal Fang subconsciously looked up, at the sky, at the white clouds. "The stars? He went into the stars to do wha... Mm? Hm?"

His expression suddenly changed.

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

"Liu Zhen, has Situ Ting lost his mind?" Principal Fang roared.

"The Starry Sky Trial—how did he dare take students to undergo the Starry Sky Trial without authorization?"

"Stop shouting. Come with me..." Seeing this, Director Liu grabbed hold of the flushed, rage-seething Principal Fang and vanished from Third High School's martial arts field in an instant.

The teachers and students all turned to look, but the two men had already left.

Deep within Savage Beast Park...

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

"By luck." Liu Zhen nodded.

"Damn it, why don't I ever get that kind of luck?" Principal Fang said unwillingly.

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

"I already... No, that's not right!"

Principal Fang's expression changed abruptly as he roared, "How did that old bastard Situ Ting dare? How did he dare send students to participate in the Starry Sky Trial without authorization?"

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

"How did he dare?"

"He's treating human lives like grass. He's destroying Crimson Glow City's younger generation..."

"I'm reporting him!"

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

Red River Star was merely a Sin Star beneath the Martial Alliance, lacking in martial arts resources. The martial arts students in every city mostly relied on martial artists of their elders' generation like them in order to cultivate martial arts.

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

Thus, for more than a hundred years, the martial artists of Red River Star had tacitly agreed not to let the younger generation know that this trial existed.

So as to avoid needless casualties because of it.

However, this year, genuine martial arts geniuses had emerged from martial arts academies in several major cities on Red River Star. Several had already embarked on the journey of the Starry Sky Trial.

But those were young people from major cities. Even the weakest among them had a parent in the Divine Ability Realm.

Some were even descendants of martial artists in the fourth martial arts realm. 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. Never mind the possibility of encountering martial artists from other great planets.

Even the demonic beasts on the trial planets were not something a student who had just broken through as a martial artist, with strength only at the first tempering of the Flesh Realm, could withstand.