High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 38 A lot of discussion
On the podium, Wu Shangfeng's holographic projection remained standing, his sharp gaze sweeping across the faces of every student below.

Inside the classroom, the commotion and discussion caused by Qin Feng's astonishing GPA quickly subsided under his gaze, and the room returned to its proper quiet.

"The results and GPA have been announced, which means that your first month at Wuhan High School has officially come to an end."

Wu Shangfeng's voice, amplified by the loudspeaker, echoed clearly and powerfully in the spacious martial arts room.

"Some people have made progress, some have remained stagnant, and some have regressed. The numbers on the list are the most authentic and objective feedback on your efforts over the past month. I hope that each of you can carefully analyze your report card, find your strengths, and see your weaknesses."

He paused for a moment, giving the students time to think.

"Starting today, a new self-study month officially begins. School resources will always be tilted towards the most hardworking and outstanding students. The rules will remain the same for the next monthly exam. I hope to see more names from Class 3 on the list, and I also hope that you can bring me even more outstanding performances."

"Remember, at Qiyi High School, on the path of martial arts, it's either progress or regression."

"Disband."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Shangfeng's holographic projection vanished from the podium without the slightest delay, its figure swaying like ripples on water.

The homeroom teacher's decisive exit was like flipping a switch, instantly easing the tense atmosphere in the martial arts room.

"Phew...it's finally over."

"Let's go, let's go eat, I'm starving."

"How did you all do on the exam? I improved by more than 300 places this time and got 3 points for hard work, not bad, not bad."

The students gathered in twos and threes, packing their things and talking quietly as they walked towards the outside of the martial arts room.

Most people's faces showed some degree of fatigue, but their eyes burned with a new flame.

A monthly exam and the distribution of grade points acted as a powerful catalyst, deeply imprinting the harsh and realistic competitive rules of Qiyi High School into the hearts of these new students.

"Let's go to the cafeteria."

Shi Potian slung his battle sword over his shoulder and looked at Qin Feng and Qian Duoduo.

"Alright! We need an extra treat today! To celebrate our dorm's resounding victory!"

Qian Duoduo was in high spirits, patting her slightly protruding belly vigorously, with an undisguised smile on her face.

Qin Feng nodded, and the three of them followed the flow of people out of Building 7 in Area C.

The afternoon sun shines through the tall, broad-leaved trees on campus, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Students were coming and going in a steady stream on the way to the cafeteria.

As the three walked through, they could clearly hear the suppressed murmurs coming from all directions.

Without exception, the focus of the discussions all revolved around the first monthly exam that had just concluded.

"Have you guys seen the overall score list? The top scorer in Class 1 of Grade 11, named Sikong Yao, is terrifying! He's almost 20 points ahead of the second place!"

"What's so strange about that? He was the top scorer when he entered school, with a vitality index of 8.9. I heard his family is a famous martial arts family in Qiming City, with plenty of resources. He got 480 points in his martial arts comprehensive assessment, he's practically inhuman."

"That Shi Potian is really fierce. Our school's graduating class is truly full of hidden talents." "Yes, the top 100 are basically all geniuses who were already famous when they entered the school. Their foundation is too solid."

When these whispers reached the ears of the three in dormitory 402, Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian remained calm, as they were already used to being the center of attention.

But soon, the discussion began to shift in a more bizarre and controversial direction.

"You know, we can understand those with high total scores. But who exactly is Qin Feng, who got first place in the practical simulation? Did you even see his score?"

"I saw it! How could I not see it! Full marks! 500 points! I was stunned. I thought there was something wrong with my terminal!"

"I saw it too, it's outrageous! I specifically checked the score of the second place, it's another tough guy from Class 1, named Lei Che, who majors in Thunder Sword, and his practical score is only 220 points! Not even half of Qin Feng's!"

"What? Such a big difference? This...this is a commanding lead!"

"That's right! I heard that the school's virtual duels are against teachers, and the scoring criteria are extremely strict. Our class's top student only got 140 points after less than twenty moves with his sparring partner. Qin Feng getting a perfect score means his performance against the teacher was flawless! How is that possible?"

"The strangest thing is his overall martial arts score, which is only 160 points, ranking him over 11,000. How can someone with such a low vitality index have such a high level of killing technique? This doesn't make sense!"

"I know, I know! I have a classmate in Class 3. He said that the person who sparred with Qin Feng yesterday was Professor Gu Yue! The master who teaches marksmanship!"

"What?! Professor Gu personally got involved?"

This news was like a bomb dropped on a calm lake, instantly causing an even greater uproar.

"Holy crap, really? No wonder he got a perfect score, he must have had incredible luck."

"This can't be called luck, can it? Professor Gu's willingness to personally participate shows that Qin Feng's marksmanship has reached a certain level. This is respect earned through genuine skill!"

“I asked a classmate from Class 3—that guy named Qin Feng, his marksmanship is terrifying.”

"A month with a stick, a year with a knife, a lifetime with a gun—this guy's comprehension is terrifying."

"Comprehension... that's such a mysterious thing. But if that's the case, Qin Feng is definitely the biggest dark horse to emerge from this monthly exam! I just don't know what he looks like, he's so mysterious."

Discussions rose and fell, filled with amazement, doubt, and curiosity.

Qin Feng, who was at the center of the discussion, walked calmly among the crowd with Shi Potian and Qian Duoduo.

Because he was too low-key when he entered the school, and for the past month he had only been going between class and the dormitory and the martial arts room, almost no one in the entire first year of high school, except for the students in Class 3, knew what he looked like.

This saved him a lot of trouble.

Amidst countless whispers and comments, the three of them walked safely into the school's first cafeteria.

The canteen has a very spacious interior, large enough to accommodate 10,000 people dining at the same time.

Instead of manual service windows, there are rows of automated food dispensing machines that gleam with a metallic sheen.

Students simply select their desired meal on the light screen in front of the machine, swipe their student terminal, and a nutritious, steaming hot meal will be delivered precisely to them via conveyor belt from the central kitchen behind the machine.

The three of them each got their food and found a corner seat by the window.

(End of this chapter)