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In that long and elegant property service center, special fluorescent lights shine through the exquisite glass ceiling, casting dappled light on the polished marble floor, adding a touch of vitality to this solemn yet warm scene.

Ye Chu's fingertips gently traced the cold metal key, as if touching the infinite possibilities of his future life, his eyes sparkling with anticipation and confidence.

He completed a series of procedures quickly and gracefully, and finally, the key symbolizing a new life landed steadily in his palm, as if he had grasped the key to the door of his dreams.

Beside her, Mu Tongyan's gaze followed Ye Chu's movements closely, her bright eyes already overflowing with surprise and curiosity.

When Ye Chu turned around, gently raised the key, and smiled slightly at her, Mu Tongyan seemed to be touched by an invisible force. Two shallow dimples instantly appeared on her cheeks, and her voice was full of barely suppressed excitement.

"Master, is this our new home?"

Her tone was a mix of anticipation for the unknown future and disbelief, as if it were all a dream come true.

This villa is located in the most prestigious villa district in Shanghai, where every inch of land exudes the fragrance of money and status.

If it were put on the market, the intricate and powerful protective array within the villa area alone would be enough to attract countless wealthy people, and its value would probably have already exceeded trillions.

In this land where every inch of land is precious, having a place to live is a symbol of wealth and status.

The villa itself is a masterpiece of design. From its architectural style to its interior decoration, every detail reveals extraordinary taste and luxury, making people marvel at the designer's ingenuity.

"That's right, Tong Yan, this is our new home."

Ye Chu's voice was gentle yet firm. He knew that this was not just a cold building, but the starting point of their life together, the place where countless beautiful memories were about to unfold.

Billions of yuan may be an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but for Ye Chu, it is the culmination of his hard work and wisdom, and a promise to give Mu Tongyan a happy life.

As they walked out of the property management center and headed towards the villa of their dreams, everything around them seemed to cheer for their arrival. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, and even the rustling of leaves seemed to be a warm welcome.

At this moment, Ye Chu and Mu Tongyan were filled with boundless anticipation for the future. They knew that from the moment they stepped through this door, a new chapter for them was about to begin in all its glory.

A few days later, sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting dappled patterns on Ye Chu's slightly nervous yet expectant face.

A letter from Shanghai Martial Arts University, like a key to destiny, quietly opened the door to a new chapter in his life.

This is not just a notice, but a pass to the path of the strong, announcing that Ye Chu will officially step into this hall of fame that gathers countless martial arts geniuses and dreams as a freshman—the Magic City Martial Arts University, and become a glorious student.

Inside the envelope, besides the weighty acceptance letter, were a series of carefully prepared materials, like a navigation manual for an unknown world.

They lay quietly on the table, emitting a faint scent of ink, enticing Ye Chu to explore the new life that was about to unfold.

The materials meticulously record every detail of campus life, from the ancient and solemn teaching buildings to the well-equipped training grounds, each revealing the profoundness and brilliance of the martial arts spirit.

Of particular note is a booklet called "Freshman Guide," which not only lists various rules and regulations that must be followed at the Martial Arts University, but also includes warm messages and experience sharing from senior students, filled with their earnest expectations and encouragement for the younger generation.

As Ye Chu turned the pages, a warm feeling welled up in his heart, as if he could already foresee himself sweating and pursuing his dreams on this land.

However, what made Ye Chu's eyes light up and his heart race the most was the "List of Prodigies" lying quietly at the bottom of the document.

This name alone is enough to get people excited; it is not only a symbol of strength but also a testament to glory.

As the name suggests, the Ranking of the Prodigies lists the rankings of all freshmen at Shanghai Martial Arts University. It is updated every month based on students' performance in various assessments and competitions. Those who rank at the top not only receive generous rewards from the school, but also win unparalleled glory and respect in front of all teachers and students.

Imagining his name shining on this list one day, Ye Chu's eyes shone with unprecedented determination and longing.

Then, Ye Chu gently opened the ancient and heavy book, as if unveiling a long-forgotten history. The faint scent of ink emanating from the pages mingled with the atmosphere of time, causing his heart to beat faster. This was not just an ordinary directory, but an authoritative record of the latest rankings of the students at the Magic City Academy.

Ye Chu's gaze danced across the lines, browsing through the dazzling names one by one. The current rankings, like towering mountain peaks, stood firmly, unshakeable, based on their previous glory and strength. Behind each name lay a legendary story, a testament to the glory and triumph of the strong.

As a new student, Ye Chu's name was naturally engraved at the very end of the roster, like a small boat on a vast ocean, insignificant and unremarkable. But he was not discouraged by this; instead, his eyes shone with an indomitable light. He knew that this was just the beginning, a starting point to prove himself and climb to the top.

As his gaze swept over the names at the top of the list, he was deeply shocked.

The prodigies ahead were all top-tier third-tier martial artists; their names shone like stars, illuminating the martial arts world. Their cultivation and achievements demonstrated the extraordinary power and prestige of the Magic City Academy as a sacred place of martial arts.

Ye Chu clenched his fists involuntarily, his emotions surging like a tidal wave.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "As expected of Shanghai, the martial artists here, whether they are exceptionally talented or have outstanding strength, far surpass those in Zhenhai City, where I was before. That was a small pond, while here, it's a vast and boundless sea, waiting for me to explore and conquer."

Thinking about how he was about to officially step into this land full of challenges and opportunities, Ye Chu's heart was filled with anticipation and excitement.

He calculated the time and realized that the official start date for enrollment was fast approaching. So, he decided not to delay any longer and to go out and experience the pulse and atmosphere of Shanghai for himself.

As night deepened and the city lights began to twinkle, Ye Chu embarked on his journey to explore the magical city.

He strolled through the bustling streets, surrounded by towering buildings and heavy traffic. The neon lights of Shanghai made the city seem exceptionally charming.

He strolled through the bustling crowd, feeling the city's prosperity and hustle and bustle, while also keenly sensing the subtle martial arts aura permeating the air.

Soon, Ye Chu moved like a gust of wind, weaving through the bustling crowd with light yet firm steps, heading straight for the university town where the Shanghai Martial Arts University was located. A distant white light pierced through the sparse black clouds, casting dappled shadows on his shoulders and gilding his tall figure with a silvery glow.

An indescribable tension and anticipation filled the air, as if every gust of wind carried the power to be unleashed.

The university town was already bustling with activity and filled with lively chatter.

Young talents from all over the country gathered here, their eyes sparkling with a desire for unknown challenges and a yearning for the path to becoming a strong person.

These students were all full of vigor and vitality, and even the most inconspicuous one was at least a peak second-tier martial artist, whose strength should not be underestimated.

Each of their breaths seemed to create ripples in the air, revealing the immense power hidden within them.

The Shanghai Martial Arts University, known as the "cradle of martial artists," has such high entry requirements that it inspires awe.

Every year, tens of thousands of applicants flock to this land, hoping to leave their mark on this land full of opportunities and challenges, but ultimately fewer than a thousand are admitted. This is not only a test of talent, but also an extreme challenge to perseverance, wisdom, and courage.

However, even for these thousand outstanding individuals, the road ahead is by no means smooth.

In a world overrun by monsters, every combat drill and every expedition deep into the wilderness could be a battle for life or death. According to statistics from previous years, out of these thousand participants, fewer than a hundred are able to survive the monster battles and ultimately graduate successfully.

These hundred people are undoubtedly elites who have been tempered by blood and fire. They not only possess extraordinary martial arts skills, but also have an indomitable heart.

But it is precisely these one hundred selected from a hundred who will become the cream of the crop, leaving their glorious footprints on the future stage of martial arts and even the entire world. Their stories will inspire generations of young people to bravely embark on this path of martial arts, full of unknowns and dangers, in pursuit of their own glory and dreams.

Ye Chu stood amidst the crowd, his gaze piercing, his heart burning with an unyielding desire for the pinnacle of martial arts. He knew that what awaited him ahead was not only an ocean of knowledge, but also countless trials on the brink of life and death. But it was precisely this challenge that ignited his passion.

Then, Ye Chu walked step by step towards the path within the school. A subtle unease hung in the air. His pace was unhurried, yet carried an inexplicable determination, as if he were determined to explore the unknown path ahead.

As he approached the towering teaching building, a sudden, strange sight made him stop in his tracks. The scene before him was neither the tranquility and peace he remembered, nor the bustling activity of students rushing about. Instead, two enormous figures stood starkly at the entrance of the teaching building, like ancient beasts that had traversed a rift in time and space and descended upon this modern world.

They were two enormous demonic beasts, so large they were suffocating, their bodies covered in rough, hard scales that gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

Their eyes, like burning flames, revealed endless wildness and rage; each turn seemed to tear space apart.

What's even more terrifying is that the two giant beasts are tightly bound by thick iron chains, which are covered with the marks of time and deep scratches left by the beasts' struggles, as if they could break at any moment.

Whenever a passerby walks by, the two demonic beasts will let out a deafening roar, the sound like thunder exploding in your ears, making your eardrums ache and your heart pound violently.

Their enormous heads stretched forward abruptly, their sharp fangs gleaming coldly in the sunlight, poised to bite, as if to tear any creature that dared to approach to shreds.

However, just as they were about to break free of their restraints, the seemingly fragile but actually incredibly tough iron chains would suddenly tighten, pulling them back to their original positions, accompanied by a grating sound of metal rubbing against scales and the beasts' unwilling roars.

Ye Chu stood not far away, his gaze solemn, and beneath his slightly furrowed brows were a pair of eyes that shone with wisdom.

He knew that these demonic beasts were no ordinary creatures. The ferocious aura emanating from them was enough to make one's scalp tingle and one's soul feel as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible force, making it difficult to breathe.

"A fifth-tier demonic beast..."

Ye Chu muttered to himself, his tone a mixture of surprise and wariness. In this world where strength reigns supreme, the level of a demonic beast signifies its power and danger, and a fifth-tier demonic beast is a force to be reckoned with, even for a master like him. Their appearance has undoubtedly shattered the tranquility of the campus, foreshadowing some unknown storm that is about to break.

Ye Chu took a deep breath of the crisp air, as if trying to suppress the shock and astonishment surging in his chest. After the initial shock, his eyes gradually hardened with an unprecedented resolve, shining like the brightest star in the night sky, radiating an indomitable and determined light.

"To use such a massive and powerful demon as decoration—the scale is simply beyond imagination!"

He murmured to himself, his voice soft yet carrying an undisguised shock. The two monstrous beasts standing on either side of the academy gate were massive, their fur shimmering with a dark luster, their eyes seemingly still holding the ferocity and untamed spirit of their former lives, inspiring awe in all who beheld them. Their presence was not merely decoration, but rather a silent warning, a spur to the spirit of martial artists.

Ye Chu involuntarily gasped, a complex mix of emotions welling up within him. This scene was both a shock and an inspiration to him. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a young man also dressed in freshman attire hurried over.

The young man clearly hadn't expected to encounter such a terrifying monster here. His face turned ashen in an instant, and his eyes widened as if he had witnessed the most unbelievable sight in the world.

An overwhelming sense of fear instantly enveloped him, causing him to involuntarily retreat several meters away before he could barely stand, panting heavily, his eyes filled with terror and unease.

This enormous gate, tens of meters high, stood like a majestic mountain before everyone, exuding solemnity and sanctity. The two demonic beast statues were the guardians of this gate, their fierce gazes fixed on everyone entering and exiting. Their deafening roars constantly reminded each person—you are warriors, destined to step into a world teeming with demonic beasts, to fight them. In this land where the strong reign supreme, never be complacent or relaxed, for every moment of lapse could be fatal.

As Ye Chu watched this scene, the shock he felt gradually transformed into a profound power.

He understood that this was not just a visual shock, but also a spiritual cleansing.

As Ye Chu continued to venture deeper into the city's heartland, a magnificent building gradually revealed its true form, as if a giant of history had awakened from its slumber, ready to display its unknown secrets and splendor to the world.

Above the main entrance of the building, a huge plaque slowly rose, as if emerging from endless darkness, instantly attracting the attention of everyone around.

The six characters "Magic City Martial Arts University" leap out on the plaque with an almost provocative attitude. They are not depicted by ordinary ink, but are filled with the most scarlet and intense color, a red that can almost drip blood, so vivid that it makes people's hearts tremble.

This red seems to be more than just a color; it's more like a condensation of vitality, a declaration of an indomitable will.

As the breeze swept by, bringing a touch of coolness, it also quietly carried an indescribable scent—a mixture of rust and earth, with a hint of sweetness and bloodiness; it was the scent of battlefield, the scent of blood.

Legend has it that the crimson color on this plaque was not created by an ordinary person, but by the blood of warriors who died here throughout history. Each drop carries their unfulfilled dreams and angry roars, converging into an invisible river that flows through the long river of time, telling the story of the cruelty and glory of martial arts.

What's even more astonishing is that the students of Shanghai Martial Arts University take pride in this, regarding it as an essential path to becoming a strong person.

Whenever new students step into the school gates, there are always some who will not hesitate to cut their fingers and drip their hot blood onto this plaque, as if they are swearing an oath to their predecessors, or as if they are making a life-and-death pact with themselves, vowing to walk a legend of their own on this thorny and bloody road.

These six characters, "Magic City Martial Arts University," are not merely words, but sharp blades. Every stroke contains boundless fighting spirit, as if they could burst forth at any moment and cut through all obstacles.

They exude a captivating aura, causing one to feel a tremor from the depths of their soul when looking up at them—a tremor of awe for power, a yearning for the unknown, and an infinite longing for the ultimate pursuit of martial arts.

At this moment, under the clear moonlight, groups of young men and women, full of dreams, gathered beneath the plaque. Their eyes shone with determination and fervor, as if they could already see themselves on the path of martial arts, overcoming all obstacles and ultimately standing at the pinnacle of the world.

All of this began with this plaque soaked in blood and glory. It is not only a symbol of the Shanghai Martial Arts University, but also an eternal beacon in the hearts of countless martial artists, guiding them to bravely move forward toward the unknown and challenging future.