Chapter 15: Here, I Am King! (2)
The scene shifts.
School surveillance room.
The school administrators and teachers are staring at the large screen.
Some wear cold expressions.
Some can only smile wryly.
Others are visibly annoyed.
On the screen before them are Xu Tao and Fang Qingyun.
Neither Xu Tao nor Fang Qingyun would ever suspect that the school surveillance system had a camera trained directly on them.
The reason lies with Xu Tao.
Huadu City is situated in the Qingmu District.
As the host of the district’s college entrance exam, Qingmu District possesses powerful surveillance capabilities, but it’s impossible to monitor every individual.
With so many students, they can only scan through the crowds.
Xu Tao broke this pattern.
He gathered all his followers together.
Including Fang Qingyun, their number approached ten.
Qingmu District’s big data surveillance detected this unusual gathering of students in such a short time and immediately locked onto them.
While browsing the main surveillance feed, the staff of Huadu First High School naturally discovered them.
All their recent conversations and actions were seen by the school administrators and teachers.
The principal turned, coldly looking at Old Li. “Your students?”
Old Li remained calm. “They’re all my students.”
The principal snorted. “Give me their files.”
Old Li took out his phone, swiped a few times, and the files were instantly sent to the principal.
The principal glanced through them indifferently, tossed them aside, and pointed at Fang Qingyun. “This kid is impressive, he already has the strength of a quasi-warrior.”
An administrator nodded. “Indeed! With strength like that, he’s almost guaranteed to become a warrior. Especially his swordsmanship—rare for someone his age.”
The vice principal commented, “Three hours, three tidal shifts. Perhaps in the first hour he’ll gather the essentials to become a warrior, and face the second tidal shift as a true warrior. His future is promising.”
His eyes shone as he spoke.
The other administrators also looked pleased.
A talent emerging from the school reflected well on them.
It was an achievement, after all.
“Beep beep beep!”
At that moment, the principal’s phone rang.
He picked it up, his headache obvious. “Those admissions officers move so fast? Even sharks drawn by blood aren’t as quick as they are.”
Laughter filled the surveillance room.
Everyone understood what the principal meant.
While they were monitoring the students taking the entrance exam, the university admissions officers were watching even more closely.
Internal lists, rumors—even their surveillance equipment was more advanced.
What was the purpose of these calls?
To snatch talent.
With Fang Qingyun’s abilities, he was almost certain to become a warrior.
If he faces the second tidal shift as a warrior, there are even more advantages.
Any warrior deserves the title of genius.
If he survives the second tidal shift as a true warrior, he’s a genius among warriors.
For those schools, the temptation is considerable.
“I’ll go deal with them. Keep a close eye on things here!” The principal left a final instruction, glancing again at Old Li and Fat Wang.
He noticed that Fat Wang, though looking grim, remained calm.
The principal couldn’t help but smile.
Indeed.
Their bet was on the number of students who became warriors, not their quality.
Fat Wang still had a chance.
But the principal hadn’t forgotten—Old Li’s class also had an aristocratic student, Zhao Junhong.
He was practically guaranteed to become a warrior too.
With two warriors as a baseline, Old Li had a strong advantage.
Usually, a class produces at most two or three warriors.
More than five is rare.
As for Fang Qingyun’s safety, they weren’t worried.
Even two half-demon, half-devil creatures and Xu Tao posed no threat.
With protective treasures, if danger arises, the students are instantly teleported back.
“Still, given Fang Qingyun’s current abilities, even if he’s unlucky and teleported back, some warrior university will probably make an exception for him. The number of warriors is still too small.”
The principal pondered briefly, then pointed at Xu Tao. “This boy gets a major demerit!”
“Yes!”
The school administrators and teachers showed no surprise.
Fang Qingyun had accused Xu Tao of betraying humanity—a serious charge.
However, Xu Tao’s cooperation with monsters to attack his classmates was undeniable.
He must be punished.
Heaven knows how many are watching them now; if the First High School does nothing, it will attract criticism.
Moreover, a young and impulsive genius like Fang Qingyun needs to be shown some respect.
Otherwise, if he acts impulsively, everyone will look bad.
In the next moment, all their thoughts were abandoned.
They stared dumbfounded at the screen, losing all composure.
Even the principal, about to leave, forgot entirely.
…
[Strength +1]
[Strength: 9]
A surge of power flooded his palm.
Facing the two advancing half-demon, half-devil beasts, Fang Qingyun did not retreat.
He shouted, gripped his blade with both hands, stepped forward, and struck down hard.
His physique coordinated every muscle.
Speed supplemented strength.
Spirit sharpened his focus.
Even the half-open Devil’s Eye in his palm began to emit light.
Every ounce of his power was summoned.
In that instant, Fang Qingyun seemed to enter a mysterious state.
He delivered the strongest slash of his life.
“Awroo!”
Under that blade, the giant wolf sensed mortal danger.
It retreated frantically.
“Shlick!”
The blade swept through.
“Awroo!”
The giant wolf let out a piercing, tragic howl.
Half its body was nearly severed, its writhing entrails faintly visible.
It collapsed, struggled twice, unable to stand.
With one blow, it lost all fighting ability.
“How is this possible?!”
Xu Tao was stunned by the blow, screaming, “What was that? What was that? The beast clearly dodged, clearly dodged!”
…
“Sword aura?”
In the surveillance room, Old Li was stupefied.
A student in the college entrance exam unleashed sword aura?
What a joke!
What is sword aura?
It is the condensation of one’s essence, energy, and spirit, fused into spiritual power, erupting in the strongest attack.
It can only be used by warriors who have achieved near-perfect control over themselves and their strength.
A warrior with sword aura is nearly twice as powerful as others of the same rank!
Among their peers, they’re kings.
Fang Qingyun—a quasi-warrior, an exam candidate.
What does sword aura have to do with him?
“No, that’s not sword aura!” The principal’s expression was grave. “It’s just sword energy, an extension of his essence and spirit, infused with some spiritual power. He’s still far from true sword aura.”
The vice principal sighed, “Indeed, it’s only sword energy. The gap between warriors and quasi-warriors is clear.”
The surveillance room grew silent.
Talent? It could only be described as dazzling.
No one believed the warrior’s threshold could stop Fang Qingyun.
His performance raised his odds of becoming a warrior to over seventy percent.
Old Li rubbed his brow.
Was this the same Fang Qingyun, that rascal?
Possessed, perhaps?
No, the scoundrel he met earlier today was unmistakably him.
How many drugs did he take?
…
“Whew!”
Fang Qingyun exhaled deeply.
That slash was sharp!
Yet, it still lacked perfection—something was missing.
“No matter!”
Fang Qingyun grinned wickedly, staring at the giant wolf and Xu Tao. “As long as I can slaughter you, it’s enough.”
“Awroo!”
The remaining giant wolf, terrified, turned and ran.
It couldn’t win—no chance.
It would die.
If it didn’t flee, it would die!
The pressure it had just felt was stronger than any warrior it had encountered.
So it fled in panic.
It never wanted to see this human again.
“Ran? So much for half-demon, half-devil courage.”
Fang Qingyun paused, shifting his gaze to Xu Tao, his eyes deep and ominous.
“F-Fang Qingyun!” Xu Tao stammered, “We’re classmates. Wh-what are you going to do?”
“Heh! What do you think I want to do?”
Fang Qingyun laughed softly, staring at Xu Tao with a fierce grin, stepping closer, twirling his blade.
Xu Tao trembled all over, barely breathing.
His eyes locked on Fang Qingyun, not daring to blink.
Terrified Fang Qingyun would attack at any moment.
Suddenly, Fang Qingyun shouted, making a hideous face at Xu Tao.
“Ah!!”
The tense atmosphere shattered.
Xu Tao jolted in fright, screamed, and instinctively pressed a button.
The treasure activated!
“Zap!”
In a flash of light, Xu Tao vanished.
He failed the college entrance exam.
“That’s it?”
Fang Qingyun sneered, “Ran from a scary face? With courage like that, you want to be a warrior? Go eat shit, idiot!”
With that, he plopped down on the ground.
He didn’t spare a glance at the heavily wounded giant wolf.
That slash had drained all his power.
Not only half-demon, half-devil—if Xu Tao returned, he could easily finish him off.
But who would dare?
Even the monsters were scared witless, let alone Xu Tao.
See? A single shout sent him fleeing in terror.
“Useless trash!”
Fang Qingyun focused on his attributes.
[Host: Fang Qingyun]
[Strength: 9 (+)]
[Speed: 9 (+)]
[Physique: 10 (+)]
[Spirit: 7 (+)]
[Spiritual Power: 8 (+)]
[Shooting: Beginner (+)]
[Swordsmanship: Beginner (+)]
[Origin Points: 445]
“Not bad, stronger yet again!”
Fang Qingyun was quite satisfied.
Origin points were his confidence.
They had already been activated several times within the secret realm.
Since entering, his speed had increased by 2, strength by 2, and he still had 445 points left.
“This college entrance exam has been incredibly rewarding!”
Fang Qingyun smiled smugly.
He had no idea that several people were watching him on the monitor, all with dark expressions.