"I don't care, as long as we aren't at the very bottom."
Hearing this, Old Man Bi, despite feeling quite uncomfortable in his heart, still spoke stubbornly.
The elite class he led had produced five students with level 9 vitality last month, which gave him the confidence to agree to the increased betting stakes.
Who knew that his class would only manage to get second to last...
"Principal He, this time your Guangwu elite class might really take first place."
The bald principal said casually with a strange look on his face:
"Principal Lan's Yuanchu elite class has all been suppressed by yours."
"It's only the third day, the outcome is undecided, and nobody can say for sure."
The principal of Guangwu Middle School waved his hand, putting on a modest appearance, but his eyes were full of smugness.
It had been almost a year.
Their Guangwu Middle School could finally stand tall!
"Hmph! Indeed, everything is still an unknown. He who laughs last laughs best!"
Principal Lan curled her lips, her eyes full of displeasure.
She was the one who proposed doubling the rewards, but the benefits didn't fall to her students, which made her quite uncomfortable.
Principal He of Guangwu Middle School naturally refused to show weakness and said:
"The final result is not certain, but I know that today's first place in the points ranking will definitely be our class again."
"..."
Watching the two argue, Wei Wenshi looked helpless.
Anyway, no matter who took first place, it had nothing to do with their Xingguang Middle School...
Just at this moment, information appeared on the virtual screen above:
Individual Ranking:
First, Lu Xiaobai 10350
Second, Fang Lu 1035
...
"Huh? Why did they put the class score up there? Is there a problem with the system?"
Principal He from Guangwu Middle School instinctively said this upon seeing the score of over ten thousand.
However, the other four did not respond at all. As if they had been hit by a freezing spell, they just stared blankly at the screen ahead.
"What's wrong with you guys?"
Principal He noticed something was wrong.
"It... it's not a class score."
Old Man Bi said in a trembling voice, his face full of shock.
"It's not?"
Principal He's gaze focused as he looked at the screen again.
When he saw the name Lu Xiaobai written right in front of that score of over ten thousand, he was instantly dumbfounded and just stood there blankly.
"How is this possible?!"
He quickly reacted and immediately voiced his doubts.
"Xiao He, the system doesn't make mistakes easily."
Wei Wenshi suppressed the shock in his heart and instead broke into a face full of smiles.
He never dreamed that Lu Xiaobai could actually get a score of over ten thousand. This was simply too heaven-defying...
This meant that,
Yesterday alone, the other party had killed at least over three hundred level 9 Giant Star Sharks. His eyes must have dried out from all that killing...
Principal He, however, asked with a face full of doubt:
"Principal Wei, a score of over ten thousand, do you think that's possible?"
"What's impossible about it?"
Wei Wenshi chuckled and said:
"How can we ordinary Star Martial Artists fathom the abilities of a direct descendant of the Lu family? Let alone ten thousand points, I think even a hundred thousand points would be completely reasonable!"
"Hmph!"
Principal He still didn't believe it and argued:
"Even if he is a direct descendant of the Lu family, at his absolute peak he only has a vitality of 9.9. How could he possibly kill so many Giant Star Sharks of the same level!"
"I don't know exactly how he did it, but I know he is a genius who will definitely be admitted to the Top Ten Starry Sky Academies!"
Wei Wenshi said with a smile:
"Xiao He, instead of wasting time here, you'd better go prepare to scrape together some money. We old folks have pensions, but you don't..."
"I..."
Principal He wanted to say something more, but realized that arguing was useless, after all, the facts were right there...
After a moment, he said indignantly:
"When the competition is over, we will review his full video recording..."
"It doesn't matter."
Wei Wenshi smiled, looking unconcerned.
At the same time, he couldn't help muttering in his heart:
How on earth did this kid do it? Could he really have taken the opportunity to bring in some technological weapons?
But if he did that, according to the rules, his score would be cleared to zero. Doing so wouldn't make any sense...
Soon, the class points were displayed above.
The Xingguang elite class, which was originally at the bottom, directly jumped to first place because of Lu Xiaobai, and there was a significant gap between them and the second place...
The four principals exchanged glances, their eyes filled with frustration and confusion.
They all had a feeling,
It seemed like they had been set up by capital...
At the same time,
Fang Lu, who possessed the water manipulation talent, sat expressionlessly on a reef, constantly shaking his head and muttering to himself:
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
He seemed to be possessed, repeating it constantly, a hint of despair already lurking in his eyes.
Over the past two days, he had chopped until his blade was curled, but he had barely caught up to a tenth of the other party's score. No human could accept this...
It wasn't just him; the rest of the students all had complex emotions. Some were shocked, and some were doubtful.
But without exception,
None of them had the mind to continue competing. They just sat quietly where they were, contemplating life...
Working hard all day to kill, only to not even catch up to a fraction of the other party's score. Wasn't this purely a joke?
A day and a night passed.
The five principals were still sitting in their seats, waiting for the points announcement for the second day.
Except for Wei Wenshi, the other four hoped that the system had made an error...
However,
When the points were announced again,
The four of them fell completely silent.
Not only was Lu Xiaobai's score not cleared to zero, but it had reached a perverted twenty-three thousand points. This was even close to the total score of the elite class led by Old Man Bi...
"No, how did he do this?"
Old Man Bi was feeling thoroughly depressed.
The total score of his entire class was actually about the same as that of just one person. This was too humiliating...
He tentatively suggested:
"How about we end it early?"
If this went on for another day or two, the class he led really would be surpassed by a single person...
"I agree, let's end it early."
"Agreed!"
"Anyway, there's no suspense about the ending, let's just leave it at that."
The other three principals also chose to agree.
They were also afraid in their hearts that their entire class would be crushed by Lu Xiaobai alone.
If that really happened, as homeroom teachers, they would probably be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest of their lives...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
