Card Kingdom: This kid's codex is full of gold

Inside the training hall, nearly a hundred elite students from various classes lined up in several square formations, waiting for the assessment to begin.

Chen Sheng, the homeroom teacher of Class S in the first year of high school, is explaining the rules to ten senior examiners from the student council.

Among the ten examiners, the most eye-catching was a high school sophomore girl.

She stood in the center of the crowd, her long, silver-gray hair reaching her waist, the ends loosely tied with a dark blue ribbon.

Her features were so exquisite they seemed to have been painted on; her eyebrows were thin and sharp, and her pupils were a very pale ice blue.

Her name is Shen Yue, the vice president of the student council, and a genius ranked among the top five in Class S of the second year of high school.

Her codex floated beside her, its cover shimmering with the warm, silvery sheen.

A slender silver rapier was worn at his waist, its scabbard inlaid with a row of tiny, ice-blue crystals.

At that moment, she was looking down at the list of candidates for the assessment. The boys around her wanted to curry favor with her, but they were too ashamed to approach her.

Chen Wu squeezed less than half a step to her side, a smile he thought was handsome on his face.

"Shen Yue, after we finish the assessment for the juniors today, how about we grab a bite to eat together? There's a new Western restaurant that just opened near the school gate, we guys can pay..."

"I'm busy."

Shen Yue didn't even look up, her tone distant.

The boys around them exchanged glances, their faces full of regret.

Chen Wu awkwardly touched his nose, and was about to say something to save face when he caught a glimpse of the stadium entrance out of the corner of his eye.

The smile froze on his face instantly.

A boy followed his teacher into the training hall, a slime perched on his shoulder, and a small skeleton in a white bathrobe following behind.

"How could it be him?" Chen Wu frowned, his voice low.

His classmates, sensing his unfriendly tone, asked, "Chen Wu, what's wrong?"

Chen Wu narrowed his eyes and a wicked smile appeared on his lips: "Li Ping, do you see that kid with the cast iron codex floating beside him? He just insulted me and is now challenging me."

"I never expected him to participate in the class transfer trial as well..."

Li Ping, a high school sophomore, glanced at Lin Di and said in astonishment, "That iron-casting kid really dares to challenge you? Is he crazy? Doesn't he know the difference between the iron code and the bronze code?"

"Ha, he's just all talk."

Chen Wu sneered, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes: "I'll test that kid's strength later, and see if I don't crush his card beast!"

"Chen Wu, you better watch yourself."

Li Ping gestured towards Teacher Chen Sheng, who was standing not far away, and said, "Your uncle is watching over there. If you dare to hit him too hard, he'll definitely teach you a lesson."

Chen Wu glanced at his uncle Chen Sheng and said with a smirk, "It's okay. My uncle is only strict with me on the surface. He'll just scold me a couple of times at most."

...

At this moment, Zhou Na led Zhang Yun to the leftmost 10th class formation.

Zhang Yun was the only student from Class 10 to participate in the assessment, which drew surprised glances from the other students queuing up nearby.

Almost all the trainees waiting in line for the assessment were at the bronze level.

Although 90% of them are newly promoted to Bronze Summoners, they are much stronger than Iron beginners.

At this moment, seeing even a newbie in the cast iron class vying for a transfer spot, they couldn't help but smirk.

If it weren't for Teacher Zhou Na standing next to Zhang Yun, these students might have made some sarcastic remarks and mocked Zhang Yun.

At this moment, Ms. Zhou Na still didn't give up trying to persuade Zhang Yun to stay, and asked softly, "Zhang Yun, are you really not going to reconsider staying in Class 10?"

"I won't consider it." Zhang Yun shook his head decisively.

"Let the teacher finish speaking."

Zhou Na glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention before lowering her voice and saying, "Actually, the principal is my grandfather."

"As long as you stay in Class 10, the teachers will definitely try to get you some benefits."

"For example, free access to the virtual arena, priority access to monster-hunting quests issued by the school, or unlimited access to the library, etc..."

"Even S-class students need to use merit points to redeem these items, but you can get them for free. How about it?"

Zhang Yun glanced at her sideways, his lips twitching slightly.

No wonder this college graduate with no brains became a homeroom teacher; it turns out he got in through connections...

Unfortunately, the learning environment in Class 10 was really terrible; he simply couldn't stand it...

Zhang Yun refused again, saying, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhou, I still want to go to Class S."

"Well... okay."

When Zhou Na saw that Zhang Yun refused, her pretty face fell and she became somewhat listless.

She sighed inwardly...

If Zhang Yun could stay in Class 10, with his abilities, although he might not be able to carry Class 10 to victory, he would definitely be able to win some rankings in some school competitions.

If he were in charge of Class 10, their morale would definitely rise significantly, and they wouldn't end up at the bottom.

As the homeroom teacher, I feel proud...

But Zhang Yun didn't want to stay in Class 10, and there was nothing she could do...

At this moment, Principal Zhou and Chen Sheng, the homeroom teacher of Class S in the first year of high school, led a group of senior examiners over.

Principal Zhou wore a kind smile as his gaze slowly swept across the entire room.

When her gaze fell on the formation of Class 10 in the first year of high school, Zhou Na secretly made a face at him. Principal Zhou looked at her as if he had seen something dirty and quickly looked away.

As he shifted his gaze, it happened to fall on Zhang Yun.

"It's him?!"

In an instant, the old principal's eyes lit up.

Yesterday, he had already watched the surveillance video provided by security guard Lao Chen, and he had even caught Zhang Yun once on the way.

Therefore, he was certain that the boy standing in the Class 10 formation was the Zhang Laomo he was looking for!

Unexpectedly, he was actually a student from this school, which greatly excited the old principal!

With such a super student at the school, in future dungeon races, won't the second middle-aged man be crushed like a dog?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, wishing he could talk to Zhang Yun right away.

However, with the assessment about to begin, he suppressed his excitement.

"Cough cough..."

The principal coughed twice, turned to Chen Sheng, the teacher beside him, and whispered something in his ear. Chen Sheng nodded slowly, then stepped forward and loudly announced the assessment rules:

"I am Chen Sheng, the homeroom teacher of Class S in the first year of high school. Today, I will act as the referee to assess your abilities."

"This transfer assessment consists of two tests."

"One match to test the strength of the card beasts."

"One match to test the summoner's individual combat skills."

"Both sessions will be practical assessments conducted by upperclassmen."

"The strength assessment of the Beast Card accounts for 80 points of the total score, and personal martial arts accounts for 20 points. A total score of 60 points is required to qualify for transfer to Class S."

"Now, who is willing to be the first to come up and be assessed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the trainees below all looked hesitant.

Although they all wanted to transfer to Class S, they were unsure of the abilities of the senior examiners on stage and didn't want to be the first to act.

At this moment, someone raised their hand and said, "I would like to apply for the assessment."

As soon as the voice rang out, everyone's eyes turned to the Class 10 formation.

Zhang Yun walked out from the formation of Class 10.

A cast-iron codex floated beside him, a sleeping slime perched on his shoulder, and a skeleton clutching a sword followed behind him...

The unusual combination immediately drew everyone's attention...