Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

Ding Hu: Wait a minute? What do you mean you're saying you're going to have an octagon fight with me?

And what's with that excited look on your face?

Before Ding Hu could think it through, Chu Ge's voice rang out again, clear and straightforward:

"Hit me."

"What?" He was taken aback.

"I said, hit me."

Ding Hu watched as the girl uttered those words with her red lips, confirming that he hadn't misheard.

She told me to hit her?

That's a terrible request.

"I said, hit them—"

Before Chu Ge could finish speaking, the confusion in Ding Hu's eyes was instantly replaced by malice. He clenched his fist, and with all his might, slammed it into her cheek!

"Bang!"

A dull thud exploded in the light screen, like hitting a piece of steel. The girl's body didn't move at all, not even a few strands of her hair were stirred.

"What?!"

Ding Hu's eyes widened, and he froze completely.

A violent recoil force traveled from his fist through his arm... something seemed to have cracked.

...A piercing pain shot through my shoulder blade.

"How could this be...?"

Ding Hu muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.

He suddenly looked down at his right hand.

That hand, which had once won national boxing and bodybuilding championships, was now acting out of control—

Slight trembling and numbness.

Looking up at Chu Ge's health bar again, the bright red numbers remained unchanged, not a single drop, still at full health.

This scene was like a heavy hammer blow to Ding Hu's heart, shattering his confidence of many years.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Ding Hu stared intently at Chu Ge, a fine layer of cold sweat seeping from his back, his hair standing on end, and a chill running from his feet to the top of his head.

He retreated frantically, his back slamming heavily against the light screen with a dull thud.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He is a top martial arts expert who graduated from a martial arts school. He has practiced fighting techniques for more than ten years. He can shatter a thick wooden board with one punch. How could he not even break the skin of a young girl?

Must be fake!

Various thoughts flashed through Ding Hu's mind. He then grasped at one straw and began to comfort himself, muttering to himself:

"Yes, this is a virtual world, it must be a system bug! The backend gave her an insane defense stat, it's not that I'm weak..."

"That must be it, it must be a bug, it's not my problem..."

As he spoke, he looked at Chu Ge, forcing a bitter smile that was more like a grimace than a cry.

He recalled his plan.

Negotiating with the team captains, going to great lengths to obtain the "Fight to the Death" item, and using the invisibility item to survive until the end. All for the sake of winning first place in this exam and achieving instant fame.

But now, all the scheming has become a joke.

The decisive opportunity he had painstakingly earned would be thwarted by the very strength he was most proud of, by a naive and delicate young girl.

But Chu Ge completely ignored his shock and breakdown.

She stared intently at Ding Hu, as if confirming his move, or perhaps savoring the sensation of the touch, muttering to herself:

"You just... made a move, right?"

The stands and spectator seating area.

At this moment, all the candidates looked completely bewildered, having no idea what was happening on the screen.

They only saw a silver light suddenly envelop Chu Ge and Ding Hu, after which there was no movement, not even the slightest sound of fighting.

"Can anyone tell me what happened? I didn't buy a ticket to see this. Refund! Refund!"

"Can you guys from Class Two stop yelling? Your class monitor is probably getting beaten up inside. Just wait and see."

"Hehe, maybe Ding Hu is hiding his strength, and he is actually a reborn Immortal Emperor."

Outside the virtual world, at the stadium.

The proctors were staring at the live screen, their expressions varying.

A male teacher frowned, tapping his fingertips on the table, and muttered in bewilderment:

"Who designed this 'life-or-death' prop? A perfectly good magic exam, and they have to force mages into hand-to-hand combat. Where is the logic in this design? It's so illogical."

He had never taught Chu Ge, but he was very familiar with her name and knew about her achievements at school. Her magical talent was extraordinary, and she was the one he had the highest hopes for in this exam.

Just when Chu Ge seemed poised to take first place, Ding Hu suddenly appeared, launching a sneak attack with this strange magic-suppressing artifact.

Girl vs. Muscular Man?

How can we win like this?

"How is it illogical?" Wang Jian glanced at him and retorted calmly, "The full name of this exam is simulated combat assessment, not a simple magic duel."

"Apart from the resurrection coin, all the other props in the exam room are variations of real-world items. If a mage encountered magic-suppressing props in reality and lost their magic, wouldn't it be a battle of physical prowess and adaptability?"

"Moreover," Wang Jian paused, his tone becoming exceptionally serious, "the core objective of the provider of this exam equipment, 'Future Architecture,' is to create a virtual adventure game that is infinitely close to reality."

"Their tests are meant to simulate various possibilities in real combat; that is the true purpose of the assessment."

The proctor opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything. He could only stare intently at the screen, already assuming in his heart that Ding Hu would be the last one to walk out.

Virtual world.

Inside the arena, the silver light screen gradually dimmed and eventually dissipated.

A slender figure stood steadily in the center of the field, her hair fluttering gently in the wind, her expression still calm and composed.

It is the Song of Chu.

The students in Class 3 erupted in cheers instantly, the sound deafening:

"Sing the Chu Song! Sing the Chu Song! The whole audience bursts into song!"

"I knew the goddess would win!"

"Haha, now I can benefit from this and get a perfect score! Is this what it feels like when one person attains enlightenment and even their relatives and friends benefit?"

Xu Wan leaned against the railing of the stands, casually stroking a non-existent long beard, and slowly nodded, her tone carrying a hint of approval:

"Good, I acknowledge your Will of Fire."

Tang Xiaoran stood beside her, her hands supporting her chin, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Chu Ge, grinning foolishly, her mouth almost reaching her ears.

Xu Wan glanced at her and silently thought to herself: "Foolish woman."

Amid the noise, no one noticed a burly, muscular figure huddled in a corner at the far end of the stands.

He clutched his head, his body trembling violently, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably, and he kept muttering incoherently:

"That's...that's terrifying..."

"She's not human, she's not human..."

……

A week later, the monthly exam results were officially released.

The list was posted on the bulletin board of the teaching building, densely packed with names and numbers, making the disparities immediately apparent. As previously suspected, Chu Ge's math scores were not ideal.

Chinese: 102.

English: 87

Mathematics: 12.

She achieved a perfect score in all magic exams.

Total monthly exam score: 651.

A terrible score.

But it is a magic high school after all, and it teaches all students without discrimination: there are top students with excellent grades, there is also a blond guy who should be screwing screws in an electronics factory, and there is a college student who finds that he has forgotten everything when he has to start over.

Chu Ge glanced at the scores of his classmates. Some had scored 30 in Chinese, some in math in single digits, and some had failed magic.

She inexplicably felt that she wasn't too stupid.

And so, she stood out among all the students, achieving a total score of 651, becoming the tenth-ranked student in the grade in this monthly exam, and thus becoming the goalkeeper.

A few days later, the school re-divided the classes according to their grades, and the top forty students were grouped into one class, designated as the elite class, and equipped with the best teachers and resources in the school.

While the other classes didn't have explicit hierarchical divisions, students had already formed an unspoken hierarchy of disdain, dividing the classes into six categories based on grades and potential:

Excellent class, ordinary class, still can be saved, reserve for entering the factory, breeding pigs, living is a waste of magic.

Ding Hu withdrew from school the day after the exam.

According to the teacher who took him away, he was in extremely poor mental condition. He spent his days hiding in his dormitory, muttering repeatedly, "She's not human" and "I can't hit her." He was even afraid of people who were thin. In the end, his family took him home.

As for what exactly happened in the light screen that day, apart from Chu Ge and Ding Hu, no third person knows to this day.

All that remained was a bizarre legend that a "muscular hunk was scared out of school by a white-haired girl," which circulated in the school for a long time and became a "horror story" that every new student had to hear upon entering the school.