Chapter 3

"Hey, someone like you, a big shot, how could you possibly care about something as trivial as an awakening? I told you I had awakened three years before you went out to train, and you didn’t even take it seriously!!" Su Muyun said angrily.

"Um... It’s not my fault, I never had any interest in cultivation before. Besides, you know how special our Ye family is~" Ye Zhenghong said somewhat awkwardly. He also seemed to have a vague memory of the little girl running up to him, boasting about her awakening at thirteen and telling him that if he ever came to the Su family to cause trouble again, she would blast him out with magic. How could he have forgotten such a thing~?

"Hmph, you always find various excuses to justify your lack of intelligence. I won’t discourage you. By the way, what level are you at now? You’re here for the entrance exam at the Imperial Academy, right? The Imperial Academy’s assessment is very strict, don’t get eliminated in the first round~" Su Muyun said, also using her mind to observe Ye Zhenghong’s cultivation level.

Ye Zhenghong snorted, raised his head again, and put on an air of supreme confidence. He had become a mid-rank mage in just two years. Although he was a year older than Su Muyun, that didn’t matter; geniuses don’t care about age... Yes, that’s right!

"Wow? It seems you haven’t wasted your time these past two years, you’ve even broken through to the mid-rank!" Su Muyun’s tone was somewhat exaggerated. She knew very well that the young master Ye had been very resistant to magical cultivation before. Two years ago, after his self-awakening, he was sent out by his family to train. To have reached the mid-rank realm before turning eighteen was quite an achievement. She had already investigated, and although the Imperial Academy’s entrance exam was difficult, a seventeen-year-old mid-rank mage had no reason to be eliminated!

"Of course, do you know who I am! You don’t know, but I went to the Amazon, the Sahara Desert, and then punched the Overlord and kicked the Monarch. The Sphinx was beaten to the ground... Hey, don’t walk away, listen to my training journey!" Ye Zhenghong was lost in his own fantasies, but suddenly realized his audience had left, making him feel like a fool...

"Hmph, who can’t brag? Punching the Overlord and kicking the Monarch? I bet you’ve never even seen what an Overlord looks like. I’m not going to waste time with you, I’m going to take the exam. I’m applying to the Fire College. By the way, which college are you applying to?"

Ye Zhenghong scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, "Well, I haven’t decided yet~"

Su Muyun widened her eyes at the fool in front of her, said nothing, and turned to walk towards the Fire College. She wondered if talking to this fool for so long had lowered her IQ...

"Hey, I also wanted to apply to the Fire College... Unfortunately, fate didn’t give me the same awakening as this girl. Otherwise, it would have been exciting, hehehe... Oh, I forgot to ask what her second element is. Never mind, I’ll ask her later. With my Water and Lightning cultivation, I should be able to easily get into these two colleges. Should I apply to the Water College or the Lightning College? Or should I apply to the Wind College to keep a low profile? So confusing!~" Ye Zhenghong stood there, scratching his head in thought.

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Sigh, it’s better to listen to my father and keep a low profile. My age is a problem in the academy. Being a third-level Wind novice at seventeen is pretty impressive, right? Ye Zhenghong consoled himself and decided to apply to the Wind College... After all, once you reach the high stage in the Wind element, you can use the Wings of Wind to fly, which is way cooler than any luxury car...

The number of new students at the Imperial Academy this year was overwhelming, and it was easy to find a few fellow new students to ask about the location of the Wind College.

The Wind element has a relatively high status in the novice stage, though not as rare as Fire, Lightning, or Ice, it’s not as common as Light or Water, which are considered “mass” elements.

When Ye Zhenghong arrived at the Wind College, he found quite a few people. He had to queue up, with at least a hundred people in front of him.

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When it was Ye Zhenghong’s turn, several teachers were somewhat surprised. The application materials didn’t say he was wrong, did they? Applying to the Imperial Academy at seventeen? And already cultivating the Wind element to the third level of the novice stage? Many high school students probably hadn’t even mastered linking the seven stars by seventeen.

This time, they really found a gem, the teachers all thought to themselves.

Ye Zhenghong was directly admitted, shocking the other students who came later, and many who had been eliminated earlier expressed their dissatisfaction. They had also worked hard to reach the third level of the Wind track, so why could he be admitted directly, while they had to leave in humiliation and be laughed at? There’s a huge gap between them!!

"Teacher Zheng, what should we do?" A young teacher asked another teacher who was looking down at Ye Zhenghong’s application materials, clearly the person in charge of the entrance exam.

"…What do you think we should do?" Teacher Zheng didn’t answer the young teacher’s question but looked at Ye Zhenghong with a gleam in his eyes. To others, just mentioning Ye Zhenghong’s age would easily silence the crowd, but Teacher Zheng was clearly not an ordinary teacher. His eyes gave a sense of complete understanding when he looked at Ye Zhenghong.

Ye Zhenghong felt speechless. He had applied to the Wind College to keep a low profile, but now he was being pushed out to face criticism. This was just not fair.

Choice? Choices are for the weak. Since he couldn’t keep a low profile, he might as well be completely high-profile and show them the difference between a genius and an ordinary person... Hahaha, Ye Zhenghong was already laughing maniacally in his heart. Dad, this isn’t me showing off, it’s the teachers forcing me, hehehe, I’ll just pass the blame to them.

"What should we do? I can’t think of anything else. Let’s just have those who are complaining fight me." Ye Zhenghong rubbed his nose, sounding somewhat helpless and wronged.

"…" The young teacher broke out in a cold sweat. He was indeed too young. Although they were both novice mages, the others were about two years older, and their experience would definitely be more extensive. It would be better to use his age to silence the other students...

"Good, that’s the spirit! Little Peng, clear some space for the two students to have a friendly match." Teacher Zheng said to the young teacher, his tone clearly filled with the joy of watching a good show. This made Teacher Peng shiver. Was Teacher Zheng trying to make Ye Zhenghong look bad? That would drive away a talented student, but he had to follow orders. As the person in charge, any trouble would be on Teacher Zheng, not him...

"My name is Peng Jun. Kid, I’m just being honest with you! If you keep using backdoor methods at the Imperial Academy, you’ll suffer in the future. I’m just trying to help you, or you’ll be tortured by the freaks among the students!" This student was clearly the most hot-tempered and jealous, and he was the first to step forward to challenge Ye Zhenghong.

"Oh, Senior, you’re so kind! But I’m a bit special and don’t like to argue with ordinary people. I know you’re just jealous that I was admitted directly. So what? Not convinced? Come and fight me then!" Ye Zhenghong stood in the center of the arena and said to Peng Jun.

Since it was a mage battle, the cleared space wasn’t small. Their conversation in the middle wasn’t heard by the others. Otherwise, just with Ye Zhenghong’s one sentence, the surrounding students would have rushed over to beat him up, and the teachers wouldn’t have been able to stop them...

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To be continued

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