This period was Iron Body Class.
Unlike Meditation or Theory lessons, practical courses such as the Six Forms and Swordsmanship were held inside specialized training halls.
These halls, similar in design to the gymnasiums of Zhao Xuan's previous world, were spacious and reinforced to withstand immense force.
Inside the wide training hall—
students from various classes were spread out, each group following their instructor in focused practice.
Well—
not exactly focused.
Many seemed distracted, whispering amongst themselves.
Especially the students of Class 13, Grade 12—Zhao Xuan's class.
During the short break between exercises, they finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Do you think Zhao Xuan's done choosing his fruit ability yet?"
"It's already past noon—he should've finished by now, right?"
"With 37 points of spiritual power, it's a hundred percent guaranteed he got a Logia-type fruit! Our class is about to produce a Logia user!"
"Man, that guy was barely passing grades before—and now he just lucked into a spiritual mutation!"
"So that means someone from our class might become a Seventh-Tier Sovereign someday!"
"Insane! That's beyond amazing!"
The group of students chattered excitedly, faces flushed with envy and admiration.
Meanwhile—
In the corner, Li Jiangchang sat silently, his expression dark.
His mood couldn't possibly have been worse.
If not for Zhao Xuan, he would've been the center of attention right now—the one basking in the admiration of his classmates.
After all—
Devil Fruit users were extremely rare.
Take Tongcheng No. 1 High School, for example.
Every year, out of roughly one to two thousand graduating students, fewer than five ever became fruit users.
That was a one-in-three-hundred chance.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
His fists clenched tightly under the desk.
Not far away, the girl he had secretly liked for over a year was chatting animatedly with her friends—
about Zhao Xuan.
He gritted his teeth.
Still, Li Jiangchang wasn't stupid.
He was furious, but not reckless.
Someone like Zhao Xuan, who had achieved guaranteed access to a Logia-type fruit, was not someone he could afford to provoke.
So—
he suppressed his jealousy and anger as best he could.
Just then—
"Whoosh!"
A commotion erupted near the entrance.
Li Jiangchang looked up—
and saw Zhao Xuan walking in, surrounded by cheering classmates like a celebrity.
He took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"Zhao Xuan, you're finally back!"
"Come on, tell us—what kind of Logia fruit did you get?"
"Yeah, show us your power!"
"Don't forget us when you're famous, Zhao Xuan!"
Everyone talked over each other, voices full of excitement and admiration.
Every sentence revolved around one assumption—
that Zhao Xuan had, without a doubt, chosen a Logia fruit.
"Alright, alright, break it up! Everyone, back off! What are you crowding around for? Class is starting!"
A firm, commanding female voice cut through the noise.
Zhao Xuan looked up.
Striding toward him in a crisp white martial uniform was his instructor—Teacher Fang Qin, the woman who taught Iron Body, Shave, and Finger Gun.
Fang Qin was famous in the school for her strictness.
Instantly, the noisy hall fell silent.
Students scattered like startled birds, hurrying back to their positions.
"Zhao Xuan, you—hm?"
Fang Qin started to speak, but suddenly her expression changed.
In a flash—
She raised her hand, extended a finger—
and thrust forward like lightning!
Whoosh!
The air itself seemed to scream as her Finger Gun pierced toward Zhao Xuan's chest.
It struck.
But—
Instead of blood, only a faint red mark appeared on his skin.
Not even a scratch.
Silence.
The students froze.
Then—
"W-What the hell!?"
"D-Did Zhao Xuan just take Teacher Fang's Finger Gun head-on!?"
"This can't be real!"
"Could it be… elementalization?"
"It has to be! A Logia fruit, no doubt! That's the power of a natural ability—no wonder every Logia user becomes a Sovereign-level powerhouse if they don't die young!"
The room filled with gasps and exclamations.
But Fang Qin only frowned.
Her eyes sharpened as she studied Zhao Xuan carefully.
"Zhao Xuan," she asked slowly, "your physical stat… has it broken 100?"
"Yes, Teacher Fang," Zhao Xuan replied calmly.
Her brows furrowed even tighter.
"If I remember correctly, your last physical test a week ago showed you at around 20, right?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Then how in the world did it shoot up by eighty points in just a few days?"
She murmured to herself, then as if struck by realization, looked back up.
"Wait—Zhao Xuan, what kind of fruit did you choose? Don't tell me it was Zoan-type? But that doesn't make sense! Zoan fruits can enhance physical strength, yes, but even the rarest ones only add thirty points at most. An eighty-point increase is impossible—unless…"
Zhao Xuan smiled faintly.
"Yes, Teacher Fang. I did obtain a Zoan-type Devil Fruit."
The words fell like thunder.
For a moment—
the entire hall went silent.
Then—
"WHAT!?"
"A Zoan-type!?"
The class erupted in disbelief.
Their eyes widened, expressions frozen somewhere between shock and confusion.
How could that be?
A Zoan fruit user… with a body tougher than steel?
Even Fang Qin was speechless, her gaze locked on Zhao Xuan as if seeing a monster in human form.
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