Chapter 40

In an instant, the entire arena was filled with a cold, shimmering light, the air chilling.

It must be said that Muxinyue’s talent was indeed astonishing.

On the talent ranking of the Third Academy, she ranked second, only behind the top genius of the third year, Han Bufe.

At this moment, as she unleashed the [Star Plucking Sword Technique], it seemed as if the stars in the sky were plucked into her palm, blooming with her will. Even Guan Feidu, one of the four geniuses of the third year, couldn’t help but praise her, his face showing admiration.

Li Qingxuan, the special observer on the viewing platform, also nodded in approval.

This female student is worth recommending and cultivating.

She indeed has exceptional qualities.

However, in the next moment, Lin Beichen directly thrust his sword forward.

He used the [Beidou Lin].

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

One sword, four shadows!

Clang!

Muxinyue felt an overwhelming force surge from the hilt of her sword.

Her palm tingled, and a tearing sensation followed.

She could no longer hold the longsword, which flew out of her hand for the second time.

The other three sword shadows struck her almost simultaneously, hitting her hand, forearm, and right leg.

Plop, plop, plop!

Three streams of blood instantly spurted out.

Chu Heng, who was watching the match, was startled and was about to intervene.

But he saw that Lin Beichen only struck to the point of breaking through Muxinyue’s clothing and skin, then immediately withdrew his force, not fully exerting it. Thus, he relaxed.

"Now, are you convinced?"

Lin Beichen stood with his sword raised.

Muxinyue’s mind was a blur of confusion.

"I don’t…"

She roared in anger.

Bang!

Lin Beichen kicked her directly, sending her flying a meter away.

"Ah… pfft!"

Muxinyue fell to the ground, struggling to stand up, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and looking at Lin Beichen in disbelief.

"Still not convinced? Are you really asking for it?"

Lin Beichen stepped forward, raising his hand and delivering several slaps.

This is for the poor predecessor, returning it to you.

Slap, slap, slap!

The face of the so-called "princess of the commoners" immediately swelled like a pig's head.

Several bloody handprints rose high on her delicate cheeks, clearly visible.

The students around the arena were stunned.

Cruel.

Truly cruel.

This Lin Beichen is really a ruthless person.

He could even bring himself to beat such a beautiful girl.

This is truly a case of destroying a flower with a harsh hand.

Clearly, he is a strong person who will remain alone.

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"Don’t think that just because you’re pretty, you can do whatever you want."

"Don’t think that by cooing a few times, all the boys will do your bidding."

"I don’t owe you anything. In the future, stay away from me, don’t come to bother me, and don’t pretend to be a good person…"

"This time, it’s just a warning."

"If you provoke me again, I’ll kill you."

Lin Beichen delivered a slap with each word.

By the time he finished, the resentment in his heart was also vented.

Muxinyue stumbled, feeling dizzy and seeing stars, her legs giving out, and she fell to the arena, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably…

She was crying from being beaten.

At this moment, her heart was like dead ashes.

Defeated.

All her means were used.

Yet, she was still defeated.

Defeated without any words to say.

Defeated without any chance.

And she was harshly humiliated.

Looking back at this year’s mid-year competition…

In the essay test, she was inferior to Lin Beichen.

In terms of mystic energy strength, she was crushed by Lin Beichen.

Even in the combat test, where she was most confident, she lost three times, and Lin Beichen had completely dominated her.

What means did she have left to turn the tide?

She racked her brain… she really couldn’t think of anything.

There was no way.

She cried, staring blankly at Lin Beichen, unable to understand why, in such a short time, this absolute waste could suddenly change so much, rise against the odds, and sweep all opponents away?

Was he pretending to be foolish before?

He must have been.

Muxinyue’s mind was filled with anger and hatred.

Do you still have the nerve to ask?

Lin Beichen was too lazy to answer.

Although he was a shut-in before crossing over and a brain-dead person after crossing over, it didn’t mean he was a complete fool.

He had long noticed that the troubles he encountered in the past few days were all subtly related to Muxinyue.

Today’s arena battle was a conclusion.

If it weren’t for Chu Heng watching the battle closely, Lin Beichen wouldn’t have minded giving Muxinyue an even more profound lesson.

"The combat is over, Lin Beichen wins!"

The examiner loudly announced the final result of the battle.

Continuing the fight would have no meaning.

(To be continued, please turn the page)

Everyone could see that Muxinyue was completely crushed in every aspect.

Below the arena, there was a chorus of cheers.

The students of Class 9 were ecstatic.

Many second-year female students were shouting and screaming, calling out Lin Beichen’s name.

For a moment, Lin Beichen felt like he was giving a concert at the Bird’s Nest, with countless fans screaming in excitement.

However, the quality of the fans in this year’s class still needed improvement.

Why didn’t any of them faint from excitement?

Or ignore the examiner’s restraint and rush up to kiss or give flowers?

The victor and his supporters were celebrating.

Muxinyue, who had always been radiant, was now dim, less noticeable than a random passerby.

"Student, you can go down now."

An examiner gently urged her to leave.

Muxinyue, dispirited and full of resentment, walked down from the arena.

The cheers of the competition’s end were as expected,热烈，欢腾，令人兴奋……

可惜，不属于她。

她并没有立刻离开。

而是站在擂台下，抬头仰望。

她要让自己牢牢记住这一刻。

记住此时的耻辱。

化作复仇的动力。

“哈哈哈，很好，这次大比，我们二年级可以说是大丰收……林北辰，你给了我一个大大的惊喜啊。”年级主任楚痕拍了拍林北辰的肩膀，道：“浪子回头，金不换，林北辰，你是好孩子。”

“多谢主任夸奖。”

林北辰一副乖巧的样子，道：“我会继续努力，为第三学院的荣耀而战。”

报了仇，打了人，装了逼，拿了奖！

他此时真是念头通达，心情舒畅，如大热天喝雪碧，透心凉，心飞扬。

“哈哈哈，很好。有这样的觉悟，不愧是我第三学院培养出来的优秀学员。”

楚痕开怀大笑。

丁三石在一旁眼睑下垂，强忍住没有露出便秘一样的表情，在内心深处疯狂腹诽：楚主任也真是好骗，那小畜生根本就是为了奖励。

果然，下一秒，林北辰一脸害羞地道：“主任，那我的奖励……”

楚痕哈哈大笑，道：“不着急，你还有一个测试没有进行。”

说着，他一挥手，道：“来人啊，把六品【测玄石】搬上来。”

几个教习将早就准备好的六品【测玄石】搬到了擂台上，放在正中央。

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The cheers were as expected,热烈，欢腾，令人兴奋……

Unfortunately, they didn’t belong to her.

She didn’t leave immediately.

Instead, she stood below the arena, looking up.

She wanted to firmly remember this moment.

To remember this humiliation.

To turn it into the motivation for revenge.

"Ha ha ha, very good. This year’s competition has been a great success for the second year… Lin Beichen, you’ve given me a big surprise." The head of the second year, Chu Heng, patted Lin Beichen’s shoulder and said, "A prodigal son’s return is worth more than gold. Lin Beichen, you are a good boy."

"Thank you, sir, for your praise."

Lin Beichen, looking obedient, said, "I will continue to work hard for the glory of the Third Academy."

Having taken revenge, beaten someone, shown off, and won a prize!

He truly felt clear-minded and elated, like drinking a cold Sprite on a hot day, refreshing and uplifting.

"Ha ha ha, very good. With such determination, you are indeed an excellent student of the Third Academy."

Chu Heng laughed heartily.

Ding San Shi, standing nearby, tried hard not to show a constipated expression, inwardly cursing: Chu Director is really easy to fool; that little brat is just after the reward.

Sure enough, the next second, Lin Beichen said with a shy look, "Sir, about my reward…"

Chu Heng laughed, "No rush, you still have one more test to complete."

He waved his hand and said, "Bring the sixth-grade [Mystic Energy Testing Stone] up."

Several instructors brought the pre-prepared sixth-grade [Mystic Energy Testing Stone] to the center of the arena.

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