Seeing the forest emerge of so many four-academy students, even Li Feng and the other Xingyao teachers were stunned.
Li Feng thought this batch was nearly wiped out—he had scanned and found them weaker than past years.
The bottom-ranked Xingyao students alone could easily sweep them.
But the results were surprising.
Had he been mistaken? Were these students secretly powerful?
The four Principals' stunned expressions soon blossomed into joy.
Though uncertain about the details, the result spoke volumes.
A teacher asked, "Where are the Xingyao Academy students? I don't see them."
The four academies' students looked awkward, speechless.
Li Feng noticed their expressions and frowned.
Suddenly, a battered student in gold-and-silver uniform ran out, bruised and disheveled.
Xingyao teachers' expressions changed as they asked, "Xu Bo, what happened? Why do you look like that?"
The student Xu Bo trembled and pointed to Feng Yun, "Teacher, he—he's the one who wiped out all the Xingyao Academy students in the forest!"
A thunderclap for everyone present except the four-academy students.
Even the senior Warrior Li Feng's eyes locked on Feng Yun.
Previously, Feng Yun was easily overlooked as the youngest, but now he was the center of attention.
The teachers also noticed his remarkable composure—no normal fourteen-year-old could possess such poise.
To verify, Li Feng, other teachers, and the four Principals all went into the forest to inspect.
The deeper they looked, the more shocked they became.
Scattered all over were unconscious Xingyao students with visible wounds.
"Fast and precise—one strike kills!"
"Is this really the work of a fourteen-year-old? I see the mark of seasoned combat experience."
They sucked in cold air when they saw the bleeding, unconscious Sun Xi.
"Sun Xi is a low-level Warrior, yet he was defeated?"
"His injuries look like a heavy blow—maybe his own King Kong Fist?"
Li Feng sighed, "I thought this year's four academies were the weakest ever. Turns out they're the strongest."
"I guess only that one boy is strong; the rest are no good."
"What do we do? We said passing meant reaching the forest's end."
Li Feng looked around, bearing the greatest authority.
He sighed, "What's done is done. Since they met requirements, let them pass."
This was probably the highest pass rate ever—almost all passed.
And all thanks to Feng Yun single-handedly overpowering all the students.
Who would have thought the youngest would be the strongest?
The teachers returned and announced the results—except a few who passed out and couldn't come out on time, all four-academy students passed.
The news excited the students and Principals alike.
Especially the Hailan Martial Arts Academy Principal, smiling broadly—this year's top scorer was undoubtedly from their school, no one could dispute it.
All thanks to Feng Yun.
The Principal felt his investment was wise—Feng Yun was the ultimate dark horse, blacker than he expected.
One day later, in a luxurious single room in the eastern zone of Xingyao Academy, Feng Yun practiced punches.
His vitality and blood surged with whistling sounds.
Three hours later, he stopped, breathing calming down.
"Almost at Warrior level..."
The Attribute Origin Power was beyond expectations—what he thought would take months was achieved in days.
At that moment, his computer chimed—an email arrived.
Feng Yun entered the room, a fifty-square-meter suite fully furnished with alloy technology—far more valuable than any outer-city home.
He opened the email, which contained detailed information about Xingyao Academy for new students.
He spent over ten minutes reading and gained a clear understanding.
Unlike traditional academies, here there were no fixed classes, and training was self-driven with no compulsory lessons.
Courses were paid—want to learn a Martial Technique? Find the instructor, pay the fee, and attend.
Higher-grade Martial Techniques required more lessons and more money.
Payment used a currency called 'Credit'.
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