Wu Changkong did not bother with pleasantries, nor did he ask them to sit. He went straight to the point, his voice as flat as ever:
"Every new school year, the academy holds a major competition. Both the intermediate and advanced divisions participate."
"Our intermediate division has six grades, and all of them will take part."
"The competition is called the Class Advancement Tournament."
"The Class Advancement Tournament?" A flicker of genuine confusion appeared in Bai Lin's clear eyes.
He truly did not know much about the academy's rules.
Wu Changkong's gaze swept over the two of them as he explained,
"The so-called Class Advancement Tournament begins with the lowest-ranked class, which selects students to issue a challenge."
"Class Five challenges Class Four, and so on."
"If the challengers win, the two classes exchange positions in the rankings."
His words were cold and clear.
"In other words, if we defeat Class Four..."
"Then we will no longer be the bottom-ranked Class Five of Year One. We will become Class Four of Year One."
After a brief pause, he continued,
"The lower-ranked class determines how many participants to send. After winning, they may continue challenging classes ahead of them until they lose."
"In theory, they can challenge their way from Year One all the way to Year Six."
"At most, they can earn the title of 'Grade One Class.'"
"If they continue challenging higher-grade classes and win, the academy will grant additional generous rewards for every successful cross-grade challenge."
Xie Xie's eyes immediately lit up. His youthful sharpness and pride at refusing to fall behind others showed on his face.
"So that means our class gets to issue the first challenge?"
He quickly grasped the key point, his tone carrying a trace of self-mockery.
"There are six grades in total, five