The wolves howled and the sun and moon were dark.
Who could have thought, just like that they started fighting, without even giving a chance to escape.
Everyoneās luggage is still on the bus, the dormitory hasnāt even been reached, yet theyāve already been beaten.
Some fashionable little Princesses and Princes are wearing brand new clothes, the latest limited edition AJ109s on their feet.
Theyāre all ruined now.
Those graduates like miners, ruthless like wolves.
Bang, crash.
Crash, bang.
A lion charging into a flock of sheep, what a terrifying sight.
Let alone now itās a pride of lions charging into the flock.
Although everyone is over 9 Karat talents, itās terrifying to compare.
The other side all graduated from the potential class.
The weakest have at least 13 Karat, reaching the B class Wuda score line.
Compared with them, weāre just a bunch of fakes, a group of A imitations.
Most people were knocked down on the spot, and then everything went black, life left with only tragedy.
Gong Ling was lucky to escape from the chaos.
But before she could come to her senses, several dark-skinned senior sisters had surrounded her.
Hit!
Weāre all little fairies here, no one looks after another.
Right away itās a beating, and when Gong Ling lifted her head, her eyes had swollen into fish bubbles.
Compared to the ordinary students here, the four who were called out of the lineup, they were truly miserable.
Miserable in a world without light.
Zhou Yuncan was beaten into a shrimp, though he had 15 Karat Qi Blood, he clearly received special treatment from the seniors, every punch hitting the painful spots, and got him coughing up blood.
Liao Ping was indeed a coward.
Being a 17 Karat Qi Blood strongman, he actually squatted down holding his head, letting the punches fall like raindrops.
Zhou Yuncan tried to resist one or two moves, while Liao Ping remained motionless throughout, never uttering a sound, resembling a corpse, at times making the graduates think they accidentally killed someone.
On the other hand, Liao Ji.
He was the only student present who was resisting.
Karat Qi Blood was actually not weak.
The key is that Liao Ping practiced warfare.
His blade was left in his backpack and not with him, ultimately he picked up a piece of iron in a hurry.
The iron was too brittle to withstand the Qi Blood slashes, but the Gang Qi still got released.
Unfortunately, the lethality was reduced tenfold, it was just a spectacle, with no other use.
This strike terrified a group of seniors.
Warfare!
Meanwhile, Liao Ji became a milestone for new students resisting graduates.
However.
The milestone was broken instantly.
The piece of iron in Liao Pingās hand shattered, the paper tiger exposed its true face, and he was kicked over by an 18 Karat graduate.
Then came the storm of beatings.
Daring to intimidate graduates, daring to disgrace graduates, daring to resist.
Today we wonāt stop until youāre dead.
"I was wrong...
"Great King, spare me, I wonāt dare again... stop hitting...
"The armās broken... damn it...
Liao Ji was impressive, but still lacked Liao Pingās resilience.
This guy admitted defeat quickly.
In the end, only Su Yue was left.
Even though he bore the weight of 180 pounds, because his agility was extraordinary, he could barely dodge the pursuit of five graduates.
Su Yue glanced at his classmates.
Miserable.
In less than five minutes, everyone on the scene was down.
And himself, is the leader of the freshmen, is the hope of the freshmen.
I, Su Yue, absolutely cannot fall, and absolutely will not fall.
I am a flag.
"Oh mom!"
However, the next second, Su Yue was confronted by a vicious dog.
Very unfortunate.
Su Yue was gloriously pounced on.
The black belly did not bite Su Yue, its dog eyes clearly looked down on him.
Su Yue was not worthy of being bitten by this dignified military dog.
"Run.
"The 18 Karat top scorer, shining brighter than a light, right?... hit, dim him."
Bang, crash.
"Donāt hit the face... damn..."
Before Su Yue could finish a sentence, he experienced what was called a fierce storm.
A rapid assault from all angles, 360Ā° with no blind spots, made Su Yue almost suffocate.
It was way harsher than when Xu Baiyan hit him back then.
Turns out his sister held back then, these guys are truly vicious.
Luckily the opponent didnāt have weapons, or Iād be dead for sure.
Su Yue was furious.
He regretted being indecisive, he should have left the silver needle on the bus earlier.
As long as he lightened his load, even the black belly would find it hard to catch him.
Now, thereās no chance to draw it.
One arm needed to protect his handsome face.
The other one had to protect the source of life, the existence of his handsome face is to protect this source of life.
Canāt free up my hands.
Besides, Su Yue is worried that the Silver Needle might get lost in the chaos; itās the last inheritance Xiong Taiguang left him.
...
System points +2
System points +1
System points +2
...
Su Yue endured the pain and glanced at the system.
Available system points: 236 points.
System counter:
1: Sleep waiver
2: The cost of love
3: Save your dog life
4: Difference between humans and ghosts
Qi Blood points: 18 calories
...
Forget it, letās just treat it as resilience training. As a Martial Artist, one must experience this phase.
Two fists canāt fend off four hands. Thereās no point in matching them; I canāt beat them in a one-on-one fight anyway.
Su Yue also glanced at Liao Ping earlier.
Worthy of someone raised tough from childhood, heās as stable as a mountain. Even with such a barrage of fists, he hasnāt uttered a sound.
In contrast, Liao Ji.
This guy was arrogant at first, but now heās shriveled up.
Zhou Yuncan is like a salted fish, not worth mentioning.
Poor Gong Ling, her face is swollen, and her figure has plumped up.
...
System points +1
System points +2
...
Su Yue, holding his head, sighed. These senior graduates are really diligent.
He came to his senses and could understand Dai Yueguiās original intention.
In previous classes, everyone was the center of attention. But Martial Artist training isnāt childās play; such an arrogant attitude can be fatal.
Resilience training is also very important for mental conditioning.
Break the fragile ego, let everyone get used to conceding before learning how to develop tentatively.
"Forget it, let the storm be fiercer. Anyway, Iām used to it now, so I might as well earn some system points."
Su Yue gritted his teeth, pain be damned.
Lifeās ups and downs, fateās uncertainty, everyone faces stormy days... Bah, nowās not the time for motivational drivel.
Speaking of motivational drivel, I think of Wuji Country, next year... what a mess, so painful.
...
"Half an hourās up, does anyone want to admit defeat?
"Reminder, admitting defeat will cost you two Qi Blood Pills."
Dai Yuegui looked at his watch.
"I admit defeat."
"Stop hitting, I admit defeat too."
"I admit defeat, I surrender."
At this point, who cares about Qi Blood Pills anymore, survival comes first.
"Alas, Iām the class leader, leading by example in admitting defeat.
"Dear predecessors, your fists have taught me that thereās always someone better, and have also made me understand the essence of the class leader role.
"The mountains remain unchanged, the waters flow long, weāll have the chance to spar again. Today, I willingly admit defeat."
Liao Ji was crying, snot and tears everywhere.
"Same here."
Liao Ping was silent, rarely unhurt in the face.
"I admit defeat too."
Zhou Yuncan accepted his fate.
He sniffled, forcing back tears.
Things were completely different from expected.
At this moment, all eyes turned to the last person.
Su Yue.
He was the only new student who hadnāt yet surrendered.
Thud thud!
Thud thud!
The atmosphere was oppressive, dead silent.
Su Yue lay flat on the ground, although protecting his face, it was clearly ineffective; he was beaten beyond recognition.
He raised his arm, towards the sky, and then... boldly flipped the middle finger.
That finger, like Monkey Kingās Golden Cudgel, symbolized disdain and contempt for all the gods in heaven, also encapsulating the arrogance and madness of the Great Saint.
"Did you all grow up eating crap?
"Masturbated too much?
"Even the magnificent arm is wasted?
"Tickling me?"
Flipping the finger was one thing, but Su Yue also turned on mass mocking mode.
"How come youāre all so young yet already impaired?"
Liao Ji wiped the mixture of tears and blood, dumbfounded.
The others also looked at Su Yue incredulously; at this moment, the surviving warmth in the air was instantly stripped away by the cold.
"Just a little more, and itāll be 280 system points. Bring on more pain to make it even; Iām really fighting for it."
Su Yue looked at the system, knowing he could persist a bit longer; it wasnāt time to concede yet.
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