The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

The next day, Fang Zhou changed his clothes and went to school.

Fortunately, the classes at the academy were electives, and this time he only chose martial arts.

Compared to arts and science classes, Fang Zhou still preferred bullying children.

Fang Zhou was sparring with the kid at the moment. Although it was called sparring, the kid was mostly the one attacking, and Fang Zhou was just dodging his attacks.

"This won't do, go faster."

Fang Zhou casually dodged the students' attacks and began pointing and gesturing.

Seeing that Fang Zhou was so interested, the martial arts instructor simply dumped the teaching task on him and went off to slack off.

The kid couldn't hit Fang Zhou and was being pointed at and criticized by him, which made him so angry that his blood boiled, his face turned red, and his attacks became increasingly chaotic.

Upon seeing this, Fang Zhou directly pushed the boy to the ground with a palm strike, shook his head, and said to the boy.

"If you're bad, practice more. Anger can't cover up your weakness. Go practice some more."

Seeing that the boy was so angry, the other students scattered and began practicing their basic skills instead of sparring with Fang Zhou.

Seeing that the other students dared not spar with him, Fang Zhou secretly regretted that he should have gone easy on them.

Among the many students, there was one who stood out from the rest, looking directly at Fang Zhou from the training ground.

Hmm? Who is this person? I think his name is Luo Chuan.

Fang Zhou turned to look at Luo Chuan, who had been staring at him from the very beginning.

"Is there something you need, Luo Chuan?"

Fang Zhou asked Luo Chuan with a smile. He felt that Luo Chuan was a very interesting person. Despite his unusual appearance, he was placed among ordinary students. Was he trying to sow discord?

"I want to spar with you."

Luo Chuan spoke, his voice devoid of any emotion.

Wait, has my strength been discovered? It seems the person behind this is quite something. Could the anomalies outside the city also be related to Luo Chuan? After all, I'm the protagonist, so it's normal for clues to come to me on their own.

Fang Zhou's mind was racing, but he showed no emotion on his face and simply smiled and agreed.

"Sure, Luo Chuan, would you like to use a weapon? My swordsmanship is actually pretty good too."

When the students around heard that Luo Chuan and Fang Zhou were going to spar, they stopped practicing their own skills and came to cheer for Luo Chuan.

"Luo Chuan, teach him a lesson and let him bully others because of his age."

"Luo Chuan, go for it! We support you!"

Hearing the students around him encouraging Luo Chuan, Fang Zhou couldn't hold back any longer.

"No, I just sparred with you guys. It wasn't really bullying the weak. In other places, I might not even agree to give you pointers. You guys really don't know how lucky you are."

Upon hearing Fang Zhou's words, the surrounding students became even more excited, shouting that Luo Chuan should teach Fang Zhou a lesson.

Fang Zhou clicked his tongue, ignored him, and turned to look at Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan was unaffected. He took a long spear from the weapon rack and looked at Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou noticed that from the moment Luo Chuan picked up the gun, he seemed to have become a different person. A strange killing intent surged from his eyes, but this killing intent was not directed at anyone; it was just pure killing intent.

Possessed by a ghost? That's interesting.

Fang Zhou casually picked up a longsword from the weapon rack. A sword doesn't really have much of an advantage against a spear, but he'll win.

Fang Zhou declared victory.

"Luo Chuan, you are the challenger."

A hint of confusion flashed in Luo Chuan's murderous eyes; he didn't understand why Fang Zhou would suddenly say that.

"Can we begin?"

"random."

Fang Zhou's voice had barely faded when Luo Chuan's spear was already almost at his face.

If they hadn't changed the person, I'd eat it.

Fang Zhou quickly turned his body, simultaneously using his sword to deflect the spear, and with a single step, he advanced instead of retreating.

The sword slid close to the gun barrel, and a piercing metallic scraping sound echoed across the training ground.

Luo Chuan flicked his wrist, and the spear that had been deflected drew a half-arc in the air, heading straight for Fang Zhou's lower body.

Fang Zhou lightly touched the ground with his toes, his whole body rising two inches into the air. The spear tip swept past his feet, and before he could land, his long sword slashed down.

Luo Chuan's pupils contracted. Instead of retreating, he crossed his hands and held the gun horizontally, forcefully blocking the sword strike.

The sword blade collided with the gun barrel, sending sparks flying.

Fang Zhou used the momentum to retreat, his toes sliding two steps away on the stone slabs of the training ground. Just as he regained his footing, the tip of the spear was already at his throat.

Fang Zhou turned his head, the spear tip grazing past his earlobe, the spear shaft sweeping horizontally, forcing Fang Zhou to bend over to dodge. At the same time, the longsword slashed upwards, drawing a piercing shriek as it cut across Luo Chuan's spear shaft.

The two retreated simultaneously, and although Luo Chuan had the advantage, he still looked at Fang Zhou warily. Fang Zhou, on the other hand, appeared relaxed despite being at a disadvantage.

A gentle voice echoed in Luo Chuan's mind.

"Luo Chuan, something's wrong with this person. He can sense me. My power hasn't recovered yet. I'll leave the rest to you."

The killing intent in Luo Chuan's eyes dissipated. He put away his spear and bowed to Fang Zhou.

Thank you for your guidance.

"Hey, aren't you going to fight anymore? You haven't even gone all out yet!"

Fang Zhou looked at Luo Chuan with a half-smile. In order to carefully experience Luo Chuan's special killing intent, he had deliberately not used his full strength. Moreover, he was already certain that Luo Chuan's level of fighting was similar to his own, roughly in the range of Dharma Aspect to Saint Realm.

Luo Chuan did not answer, but simply bowed again, turned and walked to the weapon rack, putting the spear back in its place.

He was so polite that I felt embarrassed to criticize him.

Fang Zhou gave up on the idea of ​​continuing to test Luo Chuan and casually put the sword away.

The surrounding students were dumbfounded. Luo Chuan, who had not yet entered the cultivation realm, was actually able to fight Fang Zhou, who was in the Spirit Aperture Realm, to a standstill.

"Am I seeing things? When did Luo Chuan become this strong?"

"Something's not right. The way he held the gun just now, even from this distance, sent chills down my spine."

"Did you notice that when he finally put away his gun, his eyes completely changed? They were completely different from before."

Whispers spread like ripples on water along the edge of the training ground. Several students who were on good terms with Luo Chuan looked at each other, wanting to step forward but not daring to.

Fang Zhou, however, didn't seem to care at all. He smiled and said to the group of students, "What's wrong? You were just yelling that you wanted someone to teach me a lesson, but now you're all silent? Luo Chuan can hold his own against me for a few moves, what about you? Why don't you all come at me together?"

The students all took a half step back and shook their heads like rattles.

Fang Zhou sighed, putting on a pained expression: "Young people these days are so impatient, ambitious but lacking in ability, they don't even have a spirit of challenge."

Before he could finish speaking, a bold student couldn't help but mutter, "Aren't you a young person yourself..."

Fang Zhou glanced over, and the man immediately shut up and shrank behind the crowd.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. If you keep arguing, will we even be able to practice today?"

The instructor then stood up, clapped his hands, and drew everyone's attention back.

The students, under the guidance of their instructors, began to groan and train.

Fang Zhou looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, he ran away.

Skipping class.