Zhi-An Region's 3rd High School
When the loud bell spread across every corner of the campus, a flood of students filled the corridors. Yun Ye walked out of the classroom door and headed towards the school gate. His jet-black eyes briefly fixated on a single point in the crowd:
An enormous man was approaching Luo Feng. His muscles strained against his uniform, and the burly man's 190 cm height dwarfed Luo Feng's 175 cm.
Yun Ye was not consciously listening as he walked toward the school gate, but he could still hear what they were saying:
"Brother Luo Feng, I feel like something's wrong when I'm practicing my fists. Can you give me a pointer?"
"Ah... I see," Luo Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, meet me at the dojo this Friday at noon."
The big man's smile widened. "Thanks, brother!" As Luo Feng merged with the crowd, the large man joyfully clenched his fist: "This is it!"
"Wow! Brother Luo Feng agreed so easily?" a young student in a school uniform exclaimed.
"So the rumors were true; Brother Luo Feng really is a helpful person," the big man grinned.
"But... isn't this a bit strange? Only four out of our 5,000 students at 3rd High School hold the title of 'Martial Arts Elite Student.' Two of them are 'Zhang Hao Bai' and 'Liu Ting'; but they are very proud and won't spare time for people like us. The other is Yun Ye... He managed to earn the title of 'Elite Member' despite being only 16. His talent is already well-known throughout the entire Jiang-Nan city, but he doesn't talk to anyone at school and exudes a cold aura that no one can approach. Only Luo Feng is this helpful." the student in the school uniform added.
Just as they were about to continue talking, they saw Yun Ye passing by them. Yun Ye was a young man of 1.80 meters with a pale, almost sickly white face, waist-length black hair, and jet-black eyes that looked as deep as a well. They cut their conversation short, coughed, and quickly moved away.
Yun Ye didn't even bother to look back at them. As he walked out of the school gate and headed home, he thought to himself: "The plot has begun. University entrance exams will be held in a month. At that time, Luo Feng will faint for the third time and advance to the fighter level. Then his journey will continue until he becomes the Hunyuan Lord."
While Yun Ye was lost in his thoughts, he arrived in front of a modest but well-kept detached house with a garden on a quiet street. His parents in this world were both fighters. His father was a High-Level Fighter, and his mother was a Mid-Level Fighter. They both died while hunting monsters in the Wilderness. This house and twenty million Chinese Yuan were all that was left behind.
He entered the house and went to the kitchen to prepare food. He cooked his meal and sat down at the table. His thoughts were flying as he ate: "My attributes other than strength have reached the required standard, but my strength is still a bit behind. My strength should have reached the standard today as well."
After he finished thinking, he collected and washed his dishes. Then he headed to the training room. He stood in front of the fist-strength testing machine in the room. He took a deep breath and put his body in the most optimal position.
"Crack!"
Yun Ye's right fist hit the target, and the device shook violently. A series of numbers appeared on the machine's screen: "908 kg!"
"Next test."
Yun Ye had last measured his other attributes a week ago. To see how much he had improved, he walked to the Speed Testing Machine. He stepped onto the treadmill.
A buzzing sound!
Yun Ye was moving as fast as the wind, moving extremely quickly. At the end of the allotted time, he stopped and looked at the screen. A series of numbers appeared on the machine's screen: "25.5 m/s!"
Yun Ye remembered that his speed in the last test was "25.3 m/s." "My efforts over the last week were not in vain," he thought.
Finally, he moved to the Reaction Speed Machine and started the device. He stood inside a three-meter-diameter circle, surrounded by a red laser ring. The surrounding mechanisms continuously fired plastic bullets at Yun Ye in the circle. Thanks to his experience, Yun Ye could sense the direction the bullets would come from beforehand; his body evaded them with the necessary slight shifts and dodges.
"My body movements have reached a micro level, thanks to all this work," he thought to himself.
After the test ended, he looked at his results: "Within 60 seconds, 0 hits, 0 contact with the red light. Perfect!"
The next 'Potential Fighter Assessment' was in June, one week before the university entrance exams. The real 'Fighter Assessment' would be held in August. "In two months, with genetic energy training, I can become a high-level fighter," he calculated.
In fact, Yun Ye was not from this world. His soul had transmigrated into this body, and at the same time, information about a "sign-in system" was imprinted in his mind. However, the system required him to become a fighter first to be activated. The sign-ins were graded by quality level from lowest to highest, as follows: white, green, blue, purple, orange, gold, red, rainbow, and unique. This System had two main abilities: 'Random Sign-in' and 'Sign-in Upgrade'.
Random Sign-in would give him a random sign-in when he broke through a major or minor realm. Of course, the more his cultivation improved, the higher the chance of getting high-quality sign-ins, while the chance of getting low-quality colored ones would decrease.
The other ability, 'Sign-in Upgrade', allowed him to upgrade one of his sign-ins whenever he broke through a major realm.
Yun Ye's abilities were considered good by this world's standards, but the real reason he was an advanced student at 16 was that he bought high-quality monster meat with the money his parents left behind.
After Yun Ye finished the tests, he began his daily training. He had arrived home at 4:00 PM. After eating and tidying up his meal and testing his attributes, it was 5:00 PM. Yun Ye had to make good use of every moment of the day to improve his strength; otherwise, he couldn't have reached this level.
He continued training until 10:00 PM. Then he took a shower and thought to himself as he prepared to go to bed:
"The fighter assessment happens on the first day of every month. There's almost 1 month until the next Fighter assessment. After that, I can perform genetic energy meditation and activate the system."