Chen Hao also saw Jiang Yuan and immediately ran over.
"Yuanzi, how are you?"
Jiang Yuan was about to speak.
Suddenly, at the edge of the magic circle, a riot broke out. Among the Teacher team guarding the magic circle, three people suddenly attacked violently. One person pierced the chest of the female Teacher next to him from behind with his hand like a knife. Another person raised his hand towards Liu He and others, and a barrier trapped Liu He and his group.
The remaining person kicked off the ground, leaped high, and came towards Xia Qinghou and other heavenly talents, raising his hand to summon several bolts of lightning that howled down.
It was too sudden!
The students didn't even have time to react, and the extremely destructive attacks were already in front of them. Even the Teachers didn't have time to rescue them.
"Presumptuous!!"
Liu He roared, his voice like a thunderclap, instantly shattering the barrier.
He flashed in front of the barrier Magician and slammed his head into his chest with a palm.
The Vice Principal, whose beard and hair were all white, raised the cane in his hand, and a barrier instantly appeared, blocking the lightning attacks.
The Director's body swelled, tearing apart his shirt, and he rushed to the Assassin who attacked the female Teacher at an extremely fast speed, sending him flying hundreds of meters with a punch.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the Assassin, whose body was wrapped in lightning, did not retreat but advanced, shouting loudly,
"For the Abyss!"
He directly crashed into the barrier, and his whole body exploded with a bang. The terrifying impact force mixed with lightning shattered the barrier.
Even though Xia Qinghou and other heavenly talents used their talents to resist, they were still sent flying. Although they were not injured, they looked a bit disheveled and embarrassed.
"It's these Abyss Believers again!"
Liu He cursed in a low voice.
"A bunch of lunatics!"
"Bah, bah, bah."
Chen Hao climbed up from the ground, spitting out the dust in his mouth, "I've long heard that the lunatics of the Abyss Believers would attack some geniuses who have awakened S-Class Talent. It turns out to be true."
This scene made Jiang Yuan's eyelids twitch.
Geniuses with prominent family backgrounds and awakened S-Class Talent would suffer such suicide attacks.
What if his talent and profession were exposed?
Wouldn't there be Seventh-Order and Eighth-Order Abyss Believers who would specifically come to kill him?
He was not the kind of transmigrator who became an orphan right after transmigrating and had no worries.
He still had his parents, his aunt's family, and two cousins. He couldn't possibly involve them in the list of these lunatics from the Abyss Believers.
Indeed... it's better to keep a low profile.
"By the way, Yuanzi, what did you awaken? Assassin? Magician?" Chen Hao asked curiously.
"I awakened E-Rank Talent and transferred to Assassin."
Hearing Jiang Yuan's words.
Chen Hao's expression was first surprised, then filled with sympathy and pity.
He reached out and put his hand on Jiang Yuan's shoulder, comforting him, "I thought I was pretty bad, but I didn't expect you to be even worse."
"Look on the bright side. Life still has to go on."
"Even if you can't become a big shot, with that face of yours, you can at least go be a gigolo..."
"Get lost!"
"Alright."
...
Soon.
The disturbance subsided, and the injured Teachers and students were sent to the infirmary for treatment by healers.
The other students returned to the classrooms for registration.
As for those who awakened S-Class Talent, they all went to the Principal's office for another test to avoid errors.
...
Class three.
"Guan Xiaoxiao, awakened A-level Talent, transferred to Shadow Magician."
...
"Zeng Hang, awakened A-level Talent, transferred to Lancer."
...
"Huang Yi, awakened B-level Talent, transferred to Warrior."
...
"Chen Hao, awakened C-level Talent, transferred to Veterinarian."
"Jiang Yuan, awakened E-Rank Talent, transferred to Assassin..."
Hearing Zhang Yiming on the stage say this, many girls in the class couldn't help but look at Jiang Yuan, both surprised and regretful.
It was unexpected that the best-looking class heartthrob in the class had awakened the worst talent. What a pity.
Some female classmates who had a crush on Jiang Yuan visibly became distant and disgusted, and even stopped looking at him.
"Liu Hong, I remember you had a crush on Jiang Yuan before. Now is a good opportunity to make a move," a female student teased.
"Who likes him? I wouldn't like an E Level waste."
"Exactly, I originally thought he was a potential stock and could awaken A-level Talent, but I misjudged."
"What's the use of being handsome? E-Rank Talent, not even a dog would talk about it."
...
Several boys who awakened low-level talents were beaming with joy when they saw someone worse than themselves.
"I originally thought my D-level Talent was bad enough, but I didn't expect there to be even worse."
"What about the class heartthrob? Isn't he still E Level? What about me being ugly? D level is stronger than E Level."
Listening to their whispers, Chen Hao couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yuan, "Yuanzi, don't take it to heart."
Jiang Yuan smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile."
Rather, at this moment, he didn't put these people in his eyes at all.
Even those geniuses in the S-Class were not worth his attention.
Zhang Yiming finished the registration, confirmed that there were no errors, stood on the podium, looked at the students, and said:
"The transfer ceremony is also over, and there is only one month left until the college entrance examination."
"Don't think that everything will be fine after Awakening your talent. If you want to go to a Martial University, you still need to seize this month to familiarize yourself with your talent and professional skills."
"At the same time, honing your qi and blood is also essential."
"You should be clear that to enter the Abyss and various dungeons, you must at least become a Martial Practitioner (One-Rank). This is the rule."
Jiang Yuan's mind flashed with the definition of a transferred Martial Artist in the textbook.
Martial Artist nine Ranks, One-Rank is the lowest, and nine Ranks are the highest.
Martial Practitioner (One-Rank) LV1-LV9.
Second-Order Martial Artist LV10-LV19.
Third-Order Martial Artist LV20-LV29.
...
Ninth-Order Martial Artist LV90-LV99.
Generally, a Seventh-Order Martial Artist can be called a Prefecture Lord, and an Eighth-Order can be called a Grandmaster.
LV99 is called a Titled Prefecture Lord.
Breaking through level 100 is called a King-level Martial Artist.
Above that is a demigod, with a level reaching LV150.
Even a Martial Practitioner (One-Rank) at LV1 has a strength exceeding a thousand jin, a speed reaching 30 meters per second, surpassing the limits of ordinary humans, and their life level entering another level.
And most of the students in Martial Arts High School have not yet reached this basic level.
"Some people, after completing the Awakening and transfer, find it difficult to reach Martial Practitioner (One-Rank) throughout their lives. I think you should also be clear."
"So from now on, you must lay a good foundation, especially if your goal is to attend a Martial University. You absolutely cannot relax. Even if your talent sequence is high, daily training of your physique, qi, and blood is a required course."
"So today we will conduct a qi and blood value test to see if you have slacked off in training during this time."
"Sui Jing, come up, you are the first."
...
"Chen Hao, qi and blood 2.197. Fail."
Hearing the class Teacher Zhang Yiming's words, Chen Hao walked down the stage dejectedly.
"Next, Jiang Yuan."
Guan Xiaoxiao looked up.
Jiang Yuan walked forward and put his finger into the qi and blood testing machine. Soon, the number 2.332 appeared on the crystal screen.
A subtle sound of slight surprise came from the students in the class.
In front of the podium, Jiang Yuan let out a light breath.
"Jiang Yuan, qi and blood 2.332, Pass."
Zhang Yiming looked at the young man in front of him, feeling a little emotional and regretful.
He originally thought he would be like Guan Xiaoxiao, at least able to awaken a B-level Talent, but he didn't expect it to be E Level...
"Not bad, your qi and blood increased by 0.151 compared to last month. It seems you haven't neglected your training during this time."
"Given that your test results are qualified, this month's student subsidy, which is also the last one in the third year of high school, will be deposited into your card later. Please check it."
The young man nodded. "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."
Zhang Yiming looked at the handsome young man in front of him. He was thin, with bright black eyes, revealing a tenacious temperament. Although his E Level talent was very ordinary and his family background was common, he was calm, hardworking, not arrogant, and not impetuous.
Zhang Yiming patted his shoulder, "Although your awakened talent is insufficient, according to your recent increase, if it can increase to above 2.8, there is still hope of getting into a second-tier university. Go for it."
Jiang Yuan hadn't answered yet.
A sneer came.
"Just him? An E Level waste?"
Everyone's eyes converged on Huang Yi, who had yellow hair.
He swayed his chair backward, holding his head, and looked at Jiang Yuan with disdain:
"No Martial University will want an E Level waste. You're dreaming."
Chen Hao secretly gave him the middle finger under the desk, lowering his voice, "What the hell are you pretending about?"
He ignored the yellow-haired man's ridicule and didn't bother to pay attention to it at all.
Jiang Yuan said to Zhang Yiming, "I will do my best."
After speaking, he turned and walked straight back to his seat.
As he passed the yellow-haired man's seat.
As if dissatisfied with his calm reaction, the yellow-haired man suddenly let out another contemptuous and mocking sneer,
"How can an E Level inferior trash like you increase your qi and blood value by 0.15 points in a month? Could it be that your useless soldier father died and you used the death benefit to buy tonics?"
The classroom fell silent.
Jiang Yuan stopped, turned his head to look at the yellow-haired boy, and said coldly, "What did you just say?"