Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

at the same time.

Jingwu Intranet Information Center.

"drop--"

"Warning! Server overload!"

"Warning! Abnormal data traffic!"

The piercing alarm sounded throughout the hall.

Dozens of high-level array mages and programmers responsible for maintaining the network were all sweating profusely, frantically typing on their keyboards.

"Director! We can't hold on any longer!"

"The number of views exceeded 300,000 within one minute! The entire school's faculty and students are frantically refreshing the same post!"

"The backup server has also crashed!"

The director of the information center stared intently at the large screen.

Center of the screen.

There was only one extremely eye-catching announcement, placed at the top in the highest-level scarlet font.

[Top Secret Announcement from the Jingwu School Committee: Effective immediately, freshman Su Yu is hereby awarded the sole "Special Grade Freshman" designation at Jingwu!]

boom!

This is just one short line of text.

Like a nuclear bomb with an astonishing yield, it directly stirred up a raging storm in Jingwu, a deep-sea bomb that had been calm for many years!

The forum is down.

But the news spread like wildfire through various private communication channels, WeChat groups, and large community groups!

"This is insane! The school board is absolutely insane!"

"Top-tier freshman? I've been at Jingwu for four years and I've never even heard of that title!"

"The person upstairs is clearly ignorant! In the 100-year history of Jingwu School, this title has only appeared once!"

"Who?"

"That invincible war god who now guards the Northern Abyss and strikes fear into the hearts of the beast kings! He's the principal of our Jingwu Martial Arts Academy!"

This statement came out.

All the discussion groups instantly fell into a deathly silence.

What followed was an even more frenzied outburst!

"Why should I?!"

"Why should a freshman who hasn't even officially enrolled share the same glory as that invincible war god?"

"What are his achievements? How many high-level beasts has he killed?!"

"I heard he's mastered the Soul-Suppressing Spear Intent! And at only eighteen, he's already a martial artist with a thousand points of Qi and Blood!"

"So what! A martial arts master is someone important in Jiangcheng, but nothing in Beijing! I reached the peak of martial arts master level in my sophomore year!"

The average student was in awe and disbelief.

But those true geniuses.

Those prodigies who have dominated the Beijing Martial Arts Rankings for years and are admired by countless people.

It was a mixture of shock and intense—unconvinced!

……

Jingwu, Gravity Training Room No. 1.

This is the highest-level training ground in the entire school, and only the top ten prodigies on the popularity ranking are qualified to use it.

now.

The parameters of the gravity chamber were set to an alarming "fifty times".

The air was so heavy it felt like solid lead.

boom!

boom!

boom!

A short-haired young man with a bare upper body and muscles coiled like a dragon.

They are bombarding a test pile made of extraterrestrial meteorite iron.

With each punch landed.

They all erupted with deafening sonic booms.

The entire gravity chamber was shaking violently.

Lu Tianzong.

Vice President of the Student Union of Beijing University of Technology.

Third on the popularity chart!

The Qi and Blood value is a terrifying 8,000 points!

Half-step Grandmaster!

Drop drop drop.

The communicator placed in the corner suddenly started flashing wildly.

Lu Tianzong frowned slightly and put his fist away.

He picked up the communicator and glanced at the scarlet announcement on the screen.

"A top-tier freshman?"

"Su Yu?"

A dangerous glint flashed in Lu Tianzong's deep eyes.

Click.

The communicator, made of high-grade alloy, was crushed into powder in his hands like a fragile cookie.

Metal shavings fell through his fingers.

"The title of 'God of War Principal'—is it something a freshman who hasn't even grown his first beard could possibly aspire to?"

Lu Tianzong's voice was as cold as ice.

He grew up listening to legends of the God of War, the man who guarded the northern border, who was an inviolable god in his heart.

just now.

The school committee actually placed the crown of a god on the head of a freshman!

"go."

Lu Tianzong didn't turn around, but spoke calmly to the shadows outside the gravity chamber door.

"Spread the word."

"New student registration is tomorrow."

"I, Lu Tianzong, will personally test the mettle of this 'Special Grade Freshman' in the life-or-death arena by Weiming Lake."

"Look at his bones, doesn't he deserve this title!"

In the shadows, a figure bowed slightly.

"Yes, Young Master Lu."

The figure disappeared.

Lu Tianzong turned around and looked at the meteorite test pile that had been smashed with countless dents.

He coldly brushed the metal shavings off his hands.

"privilege?"

"The crown of the gods—is it something a mere brat who's never even seen blood can wear securely?"

"Tomorrow, I will personally crush this vanity that doesn't belong to him in the ring!"

……

At the same time.

The top floor of the Jingwu Administrative Building.

Vice Principal's Office.

Nie Changkong pushed open the heavy oak door and locked it behind him.

He walked to the desk.

Without any hesitation.

The top-secret S-level soundproof array in the office was activated directly.

hum.

A pale blue light screen instantly enveloped the entire room, blocking all spiritual probes.

After doing all this.

Nie Changkong took a deep breath and took out a simple-looking black satellite phone with no electronic screen from the bottom of the safe.

This is a dedicated line directly connecting to the highest military secrets of the Great Xia Kingdom.

This call can only be made when facing a national crisis or an extremely significant upheaval.

beep...beep...

The phone rang twice.

connected.

"The vast sky".

On the other end of the phone came an extremely hoarse voice, filled with endless vicissitudes and weariness.

In the background noise.

It was a deafening, piercing roar of a beast.

It was the howling of the gale whipping up ice and snow.

You can even hear the screeching sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and bone!

That place is the most dangerous line of defense for the Great Xia Kingdom.

The Northern Abyss!

The person who answered the phone was none other than the principal of Jingwu High School.

The first generation of top-tier freshmen.

The invincible war god who suppressed countless alien beasts—Feng Wuji!

"headmaster."

Nie Changkong's hand gripping the phone tightened slightly.

Even from tens of thousands of kilometers away, even just hearing that voice, he could feel a terrifying aura of mountains of corpses and seas of blood rushing towards him.

"What happened?"

Feng Wuji's voice was very calm.

"Have the beasts rioted again? Or are those bastards from the Holy See up to their old tricks on the border again?"

"Neither."

Nie Changkong swallowed hard.

A complex emotion flickered in his deep eyes.

"Old buddy."

"The Soul-Suppressing Spear... fired."

Quiet.

There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone.

Even the earth-shattering roar of the beast seemed to be forcibly suppressed by some terrifying force at this moment.

Click!

A very crisp cracking sound came through the radio waves.

That was the sound of Feng Wuji's top-grade spirit jade teacup, which had been with him for decades, being crushed!

"What did you say?"

Feng Wuji's breathing instantly became heavy.

His voice trembled slightly, a tremor he could hardly conceal.

"The Soul-Suppressing Spear...resonated?"

"Who?! Was it that old bastard Chu Kuang who broke through to Martial Emperor, or that old geezer Lei Jue who had an epiphany?!"

"Neither."

Nie Changkong gave a bitter smile.

"He is a freshman."

"A freshman who just got off the train today and hasn't even completed the registration process."

boom!

On the other end of the phone, it was as if a volcano had suddenly erupted!

"newborn?!"

Feng Wuji completely lost his composure.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"I know better than anyone how domineering the will within that broken spear is!"

"Back then, I sat in meditation by Weiming Lake for three years, tormented by that malevolent energy to the point of near death, before I could barely grasp a sliver of its essence!"

"A freshman?!"