I possess boundless talent; even geniuses are no match for me.

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Jiangcheng No. 2 Middle School, Martial Arts Class.

As Fang Xiong appeared, the noisy sounds in the classroom suddenly fell silent.

"Pan Wei, come in."

Fang Xiong remained calm and spoke softly towards the door.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man with a long sword at his waist walked into the classroom.

"His name is Pan Wei, a new transfer student. He will study with everyone until the martial arts exam is over."

Fang Xiong introduced himself to the class.

Pan Wei sized up the crowd below the stage, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Gentlemen, I'll only be staying in this small place for a month."

"You don't need to try to become my brother. My circumstances are different from yours, so there's no need to waste each other's time."

"Oh right, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I'm from—the capital city."

People from the capital!

The students who had been indignant showed a hint of surprise when they heard "the capital city".

"They're from the capital!"

"No wonder you were so arrogant, turns out you're from the capital!"

"We can't afford to offend them, we can't afford to offend them."

Hearing the whispers from below the stage, Fang Xiong frowned and whispered sharply:

"Pan Wei, didn't your elders tell you not to cause trouble before you came to Jiangcheng?"

"Don't forget, you're here to seize the martial arts exam slots that originally belonged to Jiangcheng. If you cause too much trouble, you should know what the consequences will be."

Upon hearing this, Pan Wei showed no remorse whatsoever, and replied matter-of-factly:

"Teacher Fang, martial artists speak with strength."

"If the admission quotas of the three top universities hadn't been distributed to different regions, resulting in a shortage of quotas in the capital, I wouldn't have needed to come to this poor and remote place."

"If you Jiangcheng people are really capable, just eliminate me during the martial arts exam. I won't mind at all."

Before Fang Xiong could speak, a cold voice suddenly rang out from among the students below the stage:

"It is said that before the martial arts exam, people from the capital, Shangjiang, and Huaying would send a group of experts to compete for the martial arts university spots in other regions."

"You must be one of them, right?"

Wang Qianjun gripped the black spear, his gaze fixed intently on Pan Wei, his expression icy and stern.

On the path of martial arts, talent is important, but martial arts resources are even more crucial.

Leaving aside the new moon, the three places with the most concentrated resources on Crimson Star are naturally the Imperial Capital, Shangjiang, and Huaying.

The offspring of martial artists in these three regions enjoy the best martial arts resources, so even if their talents are the same, their strength will be significantly greater than that of those in other regions.

However, in order to alleviate internal conflicts within Crimson Star, the three prestigious universities allocate a limited number of enrollment slots to each region, thus preventing any single university from dominating the market.

However, even though some extra places have been allocated to the capital, Shangjiang, and Huaying, it is still far from enough to meet the needs of martial arts students in these three regions.

There are policies and measures to counter.

Therefore, martial arts students from the capital, Shangjiang, and Huaying regions would secretly use special means to change their regional identities so that they could participate in martial arts exams in other places and occupy a portion of the martial arts university's spots in those regions.

Pan Wei was one of them.

"Oh, so there's someone sticking their neck out?" Pan Wei looked at Wang Qianjun, his expression becoming more serious.

A martial artist speaks through strength.

He could clearly sense that Wang Qianjun's strength was already comparable to his own.

"Looks like you're planning to stand up for these good-for-nothings?"

Pan Wei smiled faintly, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

"Stand up for these people?" Wang Qianjun glanced at the crowd who shrank back at the mention of "the capital," and shook his head slightly.

"Sorry, I have no interest in standing up for the weak."

"I just want to test for myself just how strong the martial artists from the capital really are."

"I hope your abilities won't disappoint me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, leaping dozens of meters across, and thrust his black spear straight at Pan Wei's brow.

"You're not bad, buddy!" Pan Wei became interested and instantly drew his sword, slashing through the black spear.

At the same time, he slashed at the black spear and lunged forward.

Wang Qianjun was not about to let him have his way. He took a step back, twisted his waist suddenly, and swept the black spear across the ground with great force.

"Broken Army!"

Pan Wei dared not be careless with this fierce shot, and he pushed off the ground to unleash his power.

"Tiger's Roar!"

As the blade sliced ​​through the air, it emitted a faint, powerful roar, shaking the very soul.

boom!

A gun and a knife clashed violently, producing a piercing explosion.

pedal!pedal!pedal!

Both of them felt their blood rush to their head, their faces flushed red, and they couldn't help but retreat dozens of steps.

Wang Qianjun retreated to the side with his back against the wall before he could barely stop his momentum.

Pan Wei was also in bad shape. He had to retreat to the doorway and forcibly hold onto the door frame before he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Truly a master!!!"

Both of them couldn't help but think to themselves.

Both were at the eighth level of Body Tempering and both possessed martial arts at the same level of proficiency, yet their strengths were strikingly similar.

"You're quite strong. You must be the strongest person in this class. What's your name?" Pan Wei took a deep breath and then asked.

"Wang Qianjun," Wang Qianjun responded in a low voice, then added, "As for the strongest person in this class..."

"It was true before, but it's not anymore."

"What do you mean?!" Pan Wei was stunned, not understanding what Wang Qianjun meant.

What does it mean that it was true before, but not anymore?

Could there be someone stronger than Wang Qianjun in this class?

Just then, a calm voice suddenly rang out behind Pan Wei:

"Get out of the way, don't block the doorway."

Who?

Pan Wei was taken aback; he had no idea that someone was behind him.

But then, a surge of anger welled up inside him:

"Can't you see I'm talking to Wang Qianjun? Why are you interrupting?!"

He had hoped to establish his authority by defeating Wang Qianjun, but ended up with a draw.

He's furious right now.

What a coincidence! A clueless thing showed up!

The next moment, he suddenly turned around, drew his sword, and struck the person behind him with the back of the blade.

However, his strike missed.

The newcomer's figure was like a cloud, ethereal and unpredictable, and suddenly approached him, just brushing past the edge of his full-force strike.

Clang!

A crisp sound of a sword being drawn rang out.

A chilling glint of light flashed in Pan Wei's eyes, instantly sending a shiver down his spine.

The next instant, the blade slammed into Pan Wei's face.

Bang!

This move was executed with no restraint; Pan Wei was sent flying and slammed hard into the wall.

"I've said it before, good dogs shouldn't block the way, this is really bad luck."

Chen Yu's expression darkened slightly as he slowly sheathed his sword.

The initial excitement from the perfected Thunder Blade was somewhat dampened by the sudden attack from this person who had attacked him out of nowhere.

Fang Xiong's originally gloomy face now showed a smile when he saw Chen Yu again:

"Looks like your efforts these past few days haven't been in vain?"

Chen Yu had asked him for several days off before, and now that he has come back to the martial arts class, he must have made some progress in martial arts.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu smiled slightly:

"We were lucky enough to make a breakthrough."