Chapter 4

Tianzhuang Academy is located at the foot of Shen Yin Mountain, near Bai Shui City in the capital of Cangnan Kingdom, covering a vast area, almost forming its own city.

The class assessment takes place in one of the academy's training grounds.

"Look, the fool is here."

"It's that idiot Yang Qingxuan. Ha ha, I thought he would drop out."

"He actually dares to come. Is he here just to make a fool of himself and entertain us?"

"Don't say that. He's about to become a celebrity in the academy's history. The sixth waste to be expelled, that's worth recording in the annals, right?"

"He really makes our class president look good. We'll be embarrassed to say we're from Class Three in the future."

Yang Qingxuan walked along the academy's path, occasionally hearing mocking voices, but with his current mindset, he naturally didn't take them to heart.

Whether he could continue to stay in the academy was not something Yang Qingxuan valued. Martial cultivation is all about perseverance, talent, and mindset.

Although he only had the cultivation of a Great Perfection Qi Warrior, he was a man who stood at the pinnacle of martial arts on Earth, unable to advance further only because of the suppression by Earth's natural laws.

His perseverance, talent, and mindset were unparalleled.

But staying in the academy and becoming a true martial artist was a long-held wish of his grandfather, Yang Zhao.

As a janitor at the academy, Yang Zhao must have paid a price unimaginable to ordinary people to keep a dull-witted teenager in the top academy of the Northern Five Kingdoms of Xuan Ye Continent.

"So, I must pass the assessment and stay here!"

Ignoring all the mockery, Yang Qingxuan's eyes were calm like water as he walked to the assessment area.

Almost all the participants were gathered in groups, discussing, while he stood alone.

The weak not only have no status but also no friends.

Class Three's teacher, Qin Zhen, glanced at him and nodded slightly, giving him an encouraging look.

A warm current flowed through Yang Qingxuan's heart. For three years, he had always been a drag on the class, but Qin Zhen had never given up on him.

"Look, Wu Qiyue is here!"

Suddenly, the class was in an uproar. The name "Wu Qiyue" seemed to have a magical power, drawing everyone's attention.

"Wow, it's really Wu Qiyue. Why is she here?"

"Is she here to watch our assessment?"

"No way! She's an elite of the Inner Academy, the top of the Four Beauties. Why would she waste her time watching our assessment?"

Yang Qingxuan also followed the crowd's gaze and saw a figure of extraordinary beauty approaching.

The woman had a peach-like face, exquisitely beautiful, with a slightly cool expression. Her red attire was like fire, making her look like a blooming Mandarava, fierce yet with a unique charm.

Yang Qingxuan was greatly surprised. There were such transcendentally beautiful women in the world, incomparable to the women on Earth, who seemed like mere mortals in comparison.

Wherever Wu Qiyue went, a path was automatically cleared for her. Everyone was captivated by her presence and began to discuss.

"Could she be here to watch Yang Qingxuan, the fool, get expelled? He's the sixth in the academy's history, quite a significant event."

"You're right. If Wu Qiyue personally comes to watch, the expulsion of this fool is worth it."

Sarcastic remarks continued, but Yang Qingxuan, though angry, did not show it on his face.

"Qiyue, are you here to watch the fool get expelled? I heard there's a fool in these ordinary classes who has failed the assessment for two consecutive years. If he fails again this year, he will be expelled. This is very rare in the history of Tianzhuang Academy."

Beside her walked a white-robed youth with a sword on his back. He was handsome, with a pair of sword-like eyebrows, looking spirited and confident.

His appearance exuded nobility and elegance.

"It's Zuo Heng, so handsome!"

Suddenly, a girl screamed, her eyes turning into two red hearts, fawning: "Ranked fifth on the Hidden Dragon List, just below the Four Kings, a powerful expert! With a prestigious background, a bright future, and such good looks, how wonderful it would be if he were my boyfriend!"

The appearance of the white-robed youth immediately caused a frenzy among the girls, many of whom quickly took out their powder boxes to touch up their makeup.

But Zuo Heng ignored them, standing beside Wu Qiyue with an elegant smile, like a protector.

Wu Qiyue, however, had a cold expression and said, "Every student is our classmate. I hope you do not speak in such a derogatory manner. Also, where I go is none of your business, so please do not follow me."

Her extraordinary demeanor immediately won the admiration of the male students, who exclaimed, "Such a presence truly deserves the title of goddess!"

Zuo Heng smiled slightly, not getting angry, as if it was something he was used to. "These ordinary class students are not real classmates. They are all misfits. I'm just afraid someone might accidentally bump into you."

His gaze swept over the crowd, full of arrogance, as if no one could meet his standards, not even Qin Zhen.

The surrounding students were all in an uproar, glaring at him, and many whispered curses, but none dared to speak out loud.

Zuo Heng was not only astonishingly powerful but also from a prestigious family, beyond their reach.

"Move, this lackey, oh, I mean, classmate."

The students of Class Three had already cleared a path, leaving only Yang Qingxuan standing there, seemingly wooden, blocking the way for Wu Qiyue and Zuo Heng.

Yang Qingxuan was looking at Wu Qiyue, their eyes meeting, both feeling a slight shock, with ripples of emotion stirring in their hearts.

Yang Qingxuan was amazed by her beauty and aura, the exquisite and transparent beauty that subtly exuded a powerful aura, even making him feel a sense of danger.

Wu Qiyue's bright eyes flashed with a strange light, as if there was a hint of excitement and anticipation.

"Classmate! Didn't you hear me, boy?!"

Zuo Heng, seeing that Yang Qingxuan was unmoved and was staring at Wu Qiyue, felt a surge of anger.

"The path is wide."

Yang Qingxuan calmly said three words, as if speaking more to such a person was a waste.

Zuo Heng was stunned; no one had ever spoken to him like that.

The students of Class Three were also stunned. Although they all looked down on Yang Qingxuan, they couldn't help but feel a secret joy at seeing Zuo Heng humiliated.

But some mocked, saying, "The fool is indeed a fool, daring to offend Zuo Heng. He's doomed."

After a moment of shock, Zuo Heng said, "You are the fool Yang Qingxuan, the sixth in the academy's history to be expelled?"

Yang Qingxuan glanced at him and coldly said, "Are you sick in the head?"

Zuo Heng, not understanding, frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "Are you brain-dead?"

"Ha ha ha!"

The surrounding students didn't understand at first, but once Yang Qingxuan explained, they burst into laughter.

"Looking for death!"

Zuo Heng was furious, having never been mocked like this. Without a word, he was ready to kill!

A fierce aura burst forth from his brocade robe, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed, ready to fight, but the aura flickered and disappeared.

Wu Qiyue had moved, taking just a small step forward, and the fierce aura was dispelled.

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