Outside the examination hall, the audience wasn't just sitting around idly waiting.
Suspended in the air above them, a holographic screen was set up to livestream the dungeon performance of select top candidates in real time.
Logically speaking, this honor should've gone to the elite students of Class One and Class Two.
But...
Everyone's attention had long since shifted away from the so-called rocket classes.
All eyes were now on Yun Chen, a standout from Class Three—the focus class—who was something of an oddity, a Unclassed Drifter.
"Hmph…"
"Let's see what kind of spectacle this Drifter can actually pull off!"
Principal Fang, seated among the audience, looked visibly displeased—his expression bordering on anger. He clearly felt that Yun Chen wasn't taking the national college entrance exam seriously, seemingly holding no regard for Xuanlong Country's educational mandate.
His anger extended even to Jin Sheng, the homeroom teacher of Class Three, who received more than a few unkind looks.
Jin Sheng silently cursed his luck. His performance bonus might be gone this year.
He had wanted to explain things, but with the principal seething with rage, he didn't dare approach recklessly.
The proctor was sent in from the provincial office. Though they weren't personally acquainted, it wasn't as though he could refuse a principal's request.
And truth be told, even he was curious—what kind of tricks could a Unclassed Drifter possibly have up his sleeve?
Buzz!!
Soon…
The surface of the hovering holographic screen rippled like ink dropped in water, spreading outward in mesmerizing waves.
In the blink of an eye, a real-time projection of a dungeon appeared on the screen.
That figure—wearing a strange mix of gear from various classes—immediately caught everyone's attention.
Every student and teacher in the school turned their gaze toward Yun Chen, who was in the middle of equipping himself.
At that moment, even the strictest, most meticulous homeroom teacher from the elite class found himself curious about what this so-called Drifter was planning.
After all, he'd heard Jin Sheng mention Yun Chen's name more than once. This outstanding student was no slacker by any means.
"Damn…"
"He's holding a staff, has a spear and shield on his back, wears light armor, and even has dual pistols strapped to his waist. And are those gauntlets on his hands for a Martial Artist?"
"What kind of Frankenstein setup is this?"
"Well, what can you do? We all start out as novices. Before class advancement, even if you've learned basic skills from other classes, you still need the appropriate weapon to use them."
"Looking at him… it's obvious he's picked up a ton of basic skills from multiple classes."
In Xuanlong Country, the number of documented class paths exceeded 300, and that didn't even include general-purpose beginner skills.
No matter how you sliced it, a Drifter's arsenal of skills far surpassed that of any single class.
But the downside was just as clear.
"Jack of all trades, master of none. The further he goes, the worse off he'll be."
Everyone could see the problem.
Once class advancement started, the advanced skills far outshone the basics. At Second or even Third Advancement, this difference only grew more apparent.
What's more—every level-up awarded more Free Attribute Points and Skill Points to those with a class compared to Unclassed Drifters.
He couldn't learn advanced class skills.
And he fell behind in base attributes too.
So what if a Drifter could use hundreds of beginner skills from all classes?
Weak.
Hopelessly weak.
"…Although," someone added.
"He's pretty damn handsome. He could easily debut as a celebrity."
Some of the younger girls from first and second year had clearly shifted their focus to Yun Chen's appearance.
That sharp, chiseled face held a look of unwavering determination. Combined with his tall, well-proportioned frame, even the strictest beauty critics—and even some of the boys—were starting to feel a little envious.
"Go Yun Chen!"
At that moment, a wave of support broke out from the underclassmen girls.
And it wasn't just one or two.
Sigh… what a looks-obsessed society.
Seeing people cheer for Yun Chen made Principal Fang's face darken even more. He was just about to turn around and scold them—when suddenly, the crowd behind him burst into collective astonishment.
"So fast!"
"He's carrying so much gear and still moving at that speed?!"
"Holy crap, I didn't even notice at first—his lut is insanely heavy, yet he's sprinting like lightning!"
"Even freshly advanced Warriors can't run that fast at full speed!"
Everyone suddenly noticed something very unusual about this Drifter.
Hearing this, Principal Fang immediately turned his gaze to the screen.
There, Yun Chen's tall and muscular figure was sprinting at full speed, heavy equipment in tow—his movement so swift it left afterimages trailing behind him.
"Did this guy dump all his attribute points into Constitution before level ten?"
A teacher tried to offer a hypothesis—
Only to be immediately proven wrong.
Because as Yun Chen sprinted forward, he raised his staff and in less than a second, launched a roaring Fireball imbued with immense magical energy toward the approaching Goblin Guard Squad.
"That cast speed is insane. The spell power's no joke either. He must've invested heavily into Intelligence!"
"No, wait…"
"That Fireball's power is beyond expectation."
The explosion landed dead center, shattering the Goblin formation with overwhelming force—leaving the crowd stunned.
"That landing point… was perfect…"
"Not even slightly off. The blast radius hit the entire squad—if they're not dead, they're definitely all heavily wounded."
In just seconds, the crowd that had initially been watching for a laugh had turned deadly serious.
"That wasn't luck…"
"He cast with pinpoint precision while sprinting. That kind of coordination is insane. He's a natural-born combat genius!"
"And he probably maxed out his Fireball skill—it's easily at Level 6 or higher. Is he speccing into magic?"
That was the immediate assumption.
The Fireball was too strong. He wielded a staff, after all. His attribute points must've gone into Intelligence, right?
But everyone was quickly proven wrong.
"The sword's out! There was a hidden blade inside the staff!"
"A sword within the staff?!"
Clang! With a clear metallic ring, Yun Chen drew a longsword hidden inside the staff and dashed forward like a blur, slicing through enemies as he went.
With lightning speed, he chained together a flurry of Windstep Slashes, each leaving behind a streak of electric arcs through the air.
Behind him lay a trail of Goblin corpses.
Death is like the wind, always by my side!
At that moment, the same line echoed through the minds of everyone watching.
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