After the school assembly ended, the students scattered.
Wang Hao went straight to the registration desk and signed up for Eleventh High School's arena competition.
News of Wang Hao entering the arena competition quickly spread throughout Eleventh High School, leaving everyone utterly incredulous.
"Are you kidding me? Wang Hao actually entered the arena competition!?"
"He's a student from the Pharmacist Class. Why would he want to join the arena competition?"
"His cultivation is only Martial Apprentice Level Four—no, Martial Apprentice Level Five. It seems he broke through just this morning."
"Even at Martial Apprentice Level Five, it's useless. The students who enter the Hundred Academies Competition every year are all Martial Disciple Level Nine. Sometimes, there are even Martial Masters."
"I think this kid's gotten too full of himself. Just because he's good at mixing potions, he's become overconfident."
"Maybe mixing potions messed up his brain."
"Who cares what his deal is? He dared to defile my goddess. When the arena competition comes, I'll beat him to death."
"That's right. Defiling Mengmeng Goddess and Goddess Weiwei is asking for death."
"Graduation is coming up, so dealing with him at school would cause trouble. But once we're in the arena, we'll definitely make this kid regret being born."
"Martial Apprentice Level Five? If you run into him, isn't that a free pass to the next round!?"
"Haha, that actually sounds pretty good!"
"..."
At that moment, Wang Hao had no interest whatsoever in the gossip outside. He was in the laboratory, slipping the three bottles of Passionate Radiance that Unlucky Egg had previously concocted into his pocket. He had to sell these potions as soon as possible, or he would starve to death on the streets.
"System, I need a martial skill. Do you have any recommendations?" Wang Hao asked.
"The host currently possesses 10,400 Villain Points. Based on the host's current circumstances, the system recommends the Thousand Illusions Hand."
As soon as the system's voice fell, information about the Thousand Illusions Hand appeared before Wang Hao's eyes.
The Thousand Illusions Hand: a beginner martial skill. After mastering it, not only would one's hand speed increase, but when performed, it would produce layers of afterimages that made it impossible for others to distinguish the real from the false, thereby confusing them. Exchange price: 10,000 Villain Points.
"Faster hand speed!?" Wang Hao's eyes lit up. The most crucial part of concocting potions was hand speed. If his hands were not fast enough, he could not achieve the perfect fusion between the ingredients.
The Thousand Illusions Hand could not only be used to attack, but also to concoct potions. It truly was the martial skill he needed most right now.
It was just that 10,000 points was far too expensive. That was practically his entire fortune.
"Forget it. Exchange it!" Wang Hao gritted his teeth.
"Ding dong. Congratulations, host, on exchanging for the Thousand Illusions Hand. Initiating transfer."
The next second, one phantom after another appeared in Wang Hao's mind, as if they had been branded directly into it.
"Th-this Thousand Illusions Hand has actually reached the realm of Thorough Comprehension." Wang Hao cried out.
"System notice: Any martial art exchanged through the system will be at least at the realm of Thorough Comprehension."
Upon hearing that, Wang Hao was overjoyed. This meant his starting point in martial arts was far ahead of everyone else's.
At that moment, in the principal's office of Eleventh High School, Principal Zhong Li was making an interstellar long-distance call.
"Hello, Senior Su? This is Little Zhong!" Zhong Li nodded and bowed, utterly devoid of the bearing a principal should have. If anyone saw this scene, their jaws would surely drop.
"Little Zhong? So it's you, kid! Did something happen to Wang Hao!?" Senior Su on the other end thought for a moment before finally recalling who this Little Zhong was.
"Wang Hao is fine. It's just that I've discovered he's an even greater Martial Dao prodigy than his father. At such a young age, he has already comprehended Lightning Step to the Peak of Perfection."
"What!? Lightning Step at the Peak of Perfection? Are you sure you didn't see wrong!?" Senior Su exclaimed, doubting his own ears.
If he remembered correctly, Wang Hao should only be seventeen this year. Even Wang Tianyi back then could not possibly have comprehended Lightning Step to the Peak of Perfection at that age.
"It's absolutely true. That kid stays cooped up in the laboratory every day, but his Lightning Step really has reached the Peak of Perfection."
"Why are you only reporting something this important to me now? Hmph! Just wait. I'll be heading to Earth within the next couple of days."
As soon as he finished speaking, a beeping tone sounded.
Principal Zhong Li looked at the disconnected call, feeling thoroughly depressed. He had wanted to report it too, but Wang Hao stayed holed up in the laboratory every day. How was he supposed to know the boy had mastered Lightning Step at the Peak of Perfection?
If that kid's brain had not been kicked by a donkey today and he had not gone around causing trouble, Zhong Li would not have known even now!
Bang! Bang! Bang! A knock sounded at the door.
"Come in!"
The principal put down the phone and instantly regained the bearing of a principal.
A long-legged beauty secretary walked in and handed the principal a document. "Principal, this is the list of students participating in the arena competition. Wang Hao has registered as well. Should we try to persuade him otherwise?"
"Wang Hao registered!?" The principal froze, quickly opening the folder. Soon, he found Wang Hao's name.
"That kid has finally come to his senses." The principal was overjoyed, then waved his hand. "You don't need to concern yourself with this. Immediately arrange the highest standard of reception. An important figure will be arriving in the next couple of days."
The long-legged beauty secretary nodded. "Yes, Principal!"
After she left, the principal leaped up excitedly. "Heaven truly is blessing me!"
Fifty years ago, Eleventh High School had produced a Wang Tianyi, allowing the previous principal to become a top superstar in the education world and receive all kinds of medals from the Ministry of Education.
And fifty years later, now that he was principal, an even more incredible super genius than Wang Tianyi had appeared: Wang Hao.
As long as Wang Hao broke his father's various records, he would surely be like the previous principal, surrounded by flowers and applause. Just thinking about it was enough to make him excited.
As for the educational issue of Wang Hao beginning to turn villainous, that was not something he needed to consider.
Principal Zhong Li believed that since Senior Su of Tianbei University, the most upright man around, had been able to raise an upright Wang Tianyi, educating Wang Hao would be a piece of cake.
What he needed to prepare now were all sorts of speeches, so that he could present his finest image before the flashbulbs in the future.
"Wang Hao, you're my hope. You'd better make me proud!"
The principal held his head high and strode to the window, gazing at the field ahead with lofty ambition in his heart. This place could no longer contain him. He would advance to higher planets and become a legendary figure in the education world.
"Hm, what's that..."
The principal suddenly froze. A figure had appeared atop the wall by the field, clearly intending to climb over it and skip class.
No, that figure looked awfully familiar. Looking closer, wasn't it his hope, Wang Hao?
"That little bastard actually dares to skip class? He has no respect at all for a future legend of the education world!" The principal was so angry that his beard bristled and his eyes widened. He leaped straight out the window and chased after Wang Hao.
Just then, Xia Weiwei suddenly sprang out and shouted, "Someone, come quickly! Wang Hao is skipping class! Wang Hao is climbing over the wall to skip class..."
Wang Hao, sprawled atop the wall, was dumbfounded. Why was this Violent Little Loli here?
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