The Golden Generation of Douluo Continent, starting with the inheritance of the Flame Emperor.

The next day, Yan woke up early and went to the training ground.

Mu Ming was already waiting on the training field. When he saw Yan coming over, he smiled and waved, "Come and have breakfast. After you've eaten, I'll take you to the advanced academy."

Mu Ming's breakfast wasn't lavish; it consisted of two simple steamers of snacks, along with a bowl of soul beast meat soup for each person, which smelled quite delicious.

After a quick breakfast, Yan changed into the advanced academy uniform prepared by Mu Ming and then went to the advanced academy with Mu Ming.

The advanced college is located right behind the junior college, deep in the mountains, with beautiful scenery and misty clouds.

The newly opened mountain road is lined with many rare plants.

After walking quite a distance, the two finally arrived at the teaching area of ​​the Spirit Hall Advanced Academy.

Although it is a senior college, the buildings in its teaching area do not feel as complete and magnificent as those in the junior college; they have a rustic feel to them.

According to Mu Ming, the Spirit Hall Advanced Academy was not originally an academy, but a training ground for the predecessors of the Spirit Hall.

However, after the establishment of Martial Soul City, the reclusive experts who cultivated in the mountains went to serve in the Elder Hall or the Offering Hall of Martial Soul City.

However, this place is not suitable for cultivation, so it was not good to let it go to waste. That's why the Spirit Hall Academy was established to teach Spirit Masters until today.

The Advanced College also inherits the core class system from the Junior College. Of course, the core class of the Advanced College is more brutal and the competition is more intense than that of the Junior College.

Every spot in the core class is incredibly precious to a Soul Master who is about to enter an advanced academy.

When Yan arrived at the advanced academy, he was naturally assigned to the core class.

Upon entering the teaching area, Mu Ming led Yan to the door of his assigned classroom, letting him go in first while he went to the office area to complete Yan's enrollment procedures.

Upon entering the classroom, one finds that most of the students are around twelve years old, but their heights appear to be similar to Yan's.

It's not that they are short, but rather that Yan's height has increased rapidly after two years of body training.

Even in junior college, I already stood out from my peers.

After looking around the classroom, Yan found an empty seat in the back row and walked straight there.

"Is nobody here?"

Yan approached his seat, asked the people around him, and only after receiving an affirmative answer did he sit down.

In the core class, many people whispered among themselves because of Yan's arrival.

The core members of the advanced academy are not static; every year, there are numerous academy competitions to select the strongest students to enter the core class.

Alternatively, you can complete various tasks assigned by advanced academies and enter the core class based on the task points earned.

But there are no competitions right now, and it's not a day for evaluating mission points, so how come there are new members joining?

Although Yan had a great reputation in the junior academy, he kept a low profile due to his dedication to training.

Most of the junior college students had only heard of him but had never seen him.

Although there are competitions in junior colleges, they are mostly for students in the same grade.

Many older students may have heard of Yan's name, but very few have actually seen him in person.

So much so that none of the students in the first-year core class of the advanced academy recognized Yan, who was famous in the junior academy.

Just as Yan sat down, a burly boy with a short haircut and a shallow scar on his brow walked up to his seat.

She glanced at him sideways, her tone unfriendly: "New here?"

Yan nodded, looking at the man. He seemed to have ill intentions, and Yan wondered what he wanted.

"Which class were you in before? I don't think you were in the top fifty in last month's tournament."

The short-haired man spoke, his tone revealing undisguised skepticism.

The students in the core class of the advanced academy all fought their way up, and many of them had been rivals to each other.

They were very familiar with each other, but Yan's face was unfamiliar; they had never seen him before, and the timing of his arrival was rather unusual.

The short-haired man came over at this time to find out Yan's background, to see what his origins were, whether he was truly capable or just someone with connections.

The short-haired man's questioning voice rang out, and the classroom fell silent for a moment as many eyes turned to him, filled with curiosity and scrutiny.

Yan looked up at him, feeling a little annoyed by his questioning tone, but she kept a calm expression on her face: "I just came up from the junior academy, I wasn't a student of the senior academy before."

"Junior college?"

The short-haired boy raised an eyebrow, revealing a mocking expression that said, "I knew it." In his mind, Yan's status as a connected person was undoubtedly confirmed.

"So, the spots in the core class are just being given to those 'geniuses' who've been promoted from below? They haven't even played in the grade-level competition, and they're already sitting here?"

The short-haired boy emphasized the word "genius," his sarcasm evident in his tone.

His words were echoed by some of the students around him, and their gazes toward Yan were filled with hostility.

Who among those sitting here didn't fight their way through the brutal grade-level competitions and task assessments?

What I hate most are people who squeeze in through connections and background.

Yan ignored the whispers and simply looked at the boy with the buzz cut: "So?"

"so?"

The short-haired boy chuckled. He was muscular and about 1.56 meters tall, clearly also a strong, aggressive type.

He looked down at Yan, grinned, and revealed his gleaming white teeth: "Kid, the core class of the advanced academy is not a place for child's play."

This place isn't a place where just anyone can come in and sit down. Don't go to the wrong door and scare yourself to death.

Here's a piece of advice: go back to where you came from.

The short-haired man's words elicited several malicious chuckles from the classroom.

After hearing what the short-haired man said, Yan smiled and asked, "What if I say no?"

"Kid, if you leave obediently now, you can still retain your dignity. But if you don't want to leave with dignity, I don't mind giving you a dignified way out."

The short-haired man leaned down, his face getting closer to Yan's, and his muscular physique brought a considerable sense of pressure.

"So, you want to try my fist?"

Yan could understand the man's mindset, but he didn't like his attitude.

"That's interesting."

The short-haired boy cracked his wrist and said, "I won't bully you. Right here, in three moves, if you can withstand three of my moves without backing down, then I'll admit you deserve to sit here."

If you can't handle it, or you chicken out, then get out of here and go back to where you came from, okay?

More students gathered around to watch the spectacle, and many of them showed interest.

They also wanted to see just how capable Yan, this "connected person," really was.

Yan slowly stood up. He was slightly shorter than the short-statured boy, but his shoulders and back were thicker. After standing up straight, he exuded a deep and imposing aura, causing several students with keen senses to change their expressions instantly.