The ranking tournament's preliminary round was in full swing. All the freshmen were giving it everything they had, issuing challenge after challenge.
Anyone who could get into Nanrong University might or might not have brains, but their combat ability was certain to rank among the best of their peers. Back home, they were geniuses who drew everyone's attention.
Geniuses all refused to lose and believed no one could match them.
But when a crowd of geniuses gathered together, they were bound to be sorted into different tiers.
Some would become mediocrities among geniuses, while others would become geniuses among geniuses.
And now, over two thousand geniuses burned with fighting spirit, none willing to settle for being beneath anyone else.
They all wanted to prove themselves in their very first combat techniques class after enrollment.
Lines formed outside every one of the hundred-plus Combat Arenas.
But Qin Siyang and the others never showed up.
Only when roughly ten minutes remained before the first preliminary round ended did the five of them trickle back into the Combat Building.
Standing in the middle of the lobby, Fu Wanli spotted Qin Siyang and the others returning and immediately hurried over, delighted.
"Elder Brother Qin, Second Brother Hu, Third Brother Chu, Fourth Brother Gu, Fifth Brother Zhao, you're all back!"
Fu Wanli's hair was soaked with sweat, and his face was flushed, as though he had just finished an intense battle. Yet his little eyes shone brightly, full of energy.
Qin Siyang nodded. "Hu Chan and I came back after finishing our business and took a shower while we were at it. We happened to run into those three on our way out, so we came over together."
"No wonder Brother Qin has such a fresh, otherworldly fragrance..."
Hu Chan cut him off. "Fu Wanli,