My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 62 The Flame of Dignity

however.

Su Yun didn't even pause for a moment.

He simply raised his right hand casually, high above his head.

Then, he clenched his fist and slowly raised his middle finger.

No need for you to worry.

Su Yun's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire venue, exuding a calm and unhurried arrogance.

"Will my personnel file stay with me for life?"

"Principal, aren't you mistaken about something?"

"Do you think that when a Title Douluo is being worshipped by thousands, someone will jump out with a yellowed piece of paper and accuse him of whispering in class at the junior academy when he was six years old?"

"Or is it that someone cares about a god who was once punished for arguing with a fool like you?"

Su Yun chuckled softly and finally stepped down the last step, landing on solid ground.

"In this world, it wasn't that piece of paper that defined me, but Lao Tzu who defined that piece of paper."

"When I stand atop the clouds, looking down upon all living beings, who will dare to examine my file? Who is qualified to examine my file?"

"My achievements are so vast that even the tiny Douluo Continent might not be able to contain them. You should save your limited vision for choosing your own grave."

After saying that, Su Yun walked straight to the center of the square.

There, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and a group of work-study students led by Wang Sheng, who had been waiting for a long time, stood.

"Brother Su."

Tang San was the first to greet them.

This usually quiet and reserved boy now had an unprecedented gleam in his eyes.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp and intense, staring directly at the high-ranking principal on the second floor.

"Principal, you just said that without Notting Academy, Brother Su is just a wild soul master, a good-for-nothing?"

Tang San's voice, though still immature, carried a youthful strength and resolve: "But in my eyes, if all so-called orthodox academies are filled with people like you who can't distinguish right from wrong and are only interested in profit, then the word 'orthodox' is better left unsaid!"

"True strength is never built on alumni recommendation letters, but on fists and backbone!"

As he spoke, Tang San ripped off the school badge from his chest, which represented his status as a student of Notting Academy.

"If Brother Su drops out of school, then I, Tang San, am willing to follow him—"

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

In front of the entire school, Tang San crushed the school badge into dust.

He turned and stood beside Su Yun, straightening his back: "I'm not going to school anymore!"

"Well said! I've had enough of this awful place!"

Xiao Wu followed closely behind.

This usually quirky and mischievous girl was now displaying the fierceness and domineering presence of a big sister.

Sizzle—!

Xiao Wu was even more decisive. She ripped off her school uniform jacket and threw it on the ground like trash, then stomped on it twice in disgust.

With her hands on her hips and chin raised, she shouted loudly at the principal upstairs, "Hey! You fat old man! Listen up!"

"I came to school to become stronger and have fun! Not to see your sour face!"

"In your academy, I only learned how to read people's faces. But by Boss Su's side, I learned what dignity is, what loyalty is, and what a delicious radish is!"

Xiao Wu took Su Yun's arm and made a big face at the principal.

"Your recommendation letter? Keep it for wiping your ass! Hehehe!"

As soon as Xiao Wu finished speaking, the principal on the balcony laughed so hard he almost cried, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

He pointed down at the group of simply dressed, emaciated work-study students downstairs, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust and contempt, as if he were looking at a bunch of rats in a sewer.

"That's hilarious!"

"Do you think you're threatening me? Or do you think Notting Academy can't function without you?"

"Open your dog eyes and look at yourselves! A bunch of peasants! A bunch of work-study students who only know how to consume the academy's food like locusts, and yet demand tuition waivers!"

"The academy took you in as a favor! It was a blessing! Not only are you not grateful, but you dare to join in the rebellion?"

"Get out! Get out of here now! Without a bunch of good-for-nothings like you, the academy cafeteria would be better used to feed dogs than to feed you!!"

These words were like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of all the work-study students.

There was a deathly silence in the crowd.

Many of the younger children even lowered their heads in shame and indignation, biting their lips tightly, tears welling up in their eyes.

Yes.

We are poor.

We eat leftovers, do dirty work, and are subjected to disdain.

perhaps----

Are we really a burden?

"All of you, lift your heads up!!"

A hoarse roar suddenly exploded.

Wang Sheng turned around.

This usually cheerful leader of the children now had red eyes, bulging veins on his neck like earthworms, and was trembling violently.

But he did not bow his head.

He looked at Su Yun's figure, which wasn't particularly broad-shouldered, yet seemed capable of shouldering the entire world, and then looked at his brothers and sisters who had been with him day and night.

He remembered the hard bread they shared in winter, the humiliation of not daring to fight back when bullied by aristocratic students, and Su Yun's indiscriminate kindness to them.

"Brothers—"

Wang Sheng's voice choked with emotion.

"Did you all hear that? This is our principal! This is the college we're desperately trying to curry favor with!"

"In his eyes, we weren't students, we weren't children, we weren't even human beings!"

"We are locusts! We are trash! We are beggars, even worse than dogs!!"

Wang Sheng took a sudden step forward, tears welling up in his eyes.

"But Boss Su is different!!"

"He didn't mind that we were dirty! He didn't mind that we couldn't afford food!"

"He shared such precious meat with us! He's going to overturn this damned world for our sake!"

"In Boss Su's eyes, we're not just trash to make up the numbers, we're his brothers! We're human beings!! We're upright human beings!!"

This roar sent shivers down everyone's spine.

One by one, those bowed heads raised up.

In his originally murky and timid eyes, a flame called dignity was ignited.

"Even though we're poor! Even though we're dressed in rags!"

Wang Sheng gripped the school badge on his chest tightly.

"But our knees aren't made of cartilage! Our spines aren't meant for them to step on!!"

"Since they don't treat us like human beings here, what are we still doing here?! Are we going to keep groveling and begging?! Are we going to keep being their punching bags?!"

"Fuck your charity! Fuck your blessings!"

"If they won't keep me here, there are plenty of other places that will!"

Wang Sheng let out a heart-wrenching roar and suddenly exerted his strength.

"Snap!!"

He forcibly ripped the school badge representing Notting College off his clothes.

He held the school badge high, as if holding up his past, cowardly self, and then—

It slammed hard into the ground!