Just after Dean Xiao finished his passionate speech,
the seven gourd brothers and "Grandpa" walked onto the big stage under the gaze of thousands of people.
"Hey, it's him!"
Mu Nujiao, sitting among the students, suddenly fixed her eyes on Wang Feng, who stood at the front of the team.
Although nearly a year had passed, she still clearly remembered—it was Wang Feng who had saved her from the mountain people.
"Sister Mu, who is it?" Ai Tutu, standing beside her, noticed her strangeness and asked curiously.
"Nothing, I just saw someone I know." Mu Nujiao shook her head, not explaining further.
"Oh... wait! It's that handsome guy who helped me chase away the thugs!"
Ai Tutu's eyes quickly locked onto Wang Feng in the arena, and she couldn't help exclaiming, her tone full of surprise.
"What?" Mu Nujiao turned her head, doubt flashing in her eyes.
"That day! Didn't we agree to go pick a birthday present for Grandpa Mu? I told you—an unknown handsome space-element guy twisted a thug's hand with telekinesis!
It's him, the one walking in front of the Colosseum now!" Ai Tutu explained excitedly, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
"What a coincidence..." Mu Nujiao murmured softly, her gaze once again falling on Wang Feng in the arena.
Not far away, Ye Xinxia stood with her classmates from the Healing Department, her eyes following Wang Feng closely.
She clasped her hands lightly in front of her chest, her fingertips tightening slightly, eyes full of tenderness as she whispered,
"Brother Wang Feng… come on!"
When Wang Feng and the other eight stood in the center of the field, Dean Xiao's voice boomed again, pointing at them:
"When you enter Mingzhu Academy, your first opponents will be them! Defeat them, and you will be the protagonists of today!"
The words instantly ignited the atmosphere of the Qingdou Hall.
All the freshmen's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, locking onto Wang Feng and the others.
At that moment, Wang Feng and his companions had already become stepping stones in their eyes—while they were the real protagonists.
"Then, who among you will go first?" Dean Xiao asked, glancing at the eight students in the rest area, his tone full of anticipation.
Mo Fan and the others all turned to look at Wang Feng.
After all, before going on stage, their department head Jiang Yunming had entrusted the most important task to him.
"Why don't you show off your skills first? Don't blame me for not reminding you—if I go on stage, I'm afraid you won't have anything left to do."
Wang Feng turned and looked at the seven gourd brothers.
"Tch, anyone can brag. Since the director said this beast-fighting competition depends on you, then I'll leave it to you." Hai Dafu curled his lips, his words dripping with sarcasm.
The other Summoning Department freshmen also nodded in agreement, dissatisfaction written all over their faces.
They had long been displeased with Wang Feng, this "airborne general."
Only Mo Fan looked bitter, hesitating to speak.
He actually wanted to play. After all, he knew Wang Feng never bragged.
Since Wang Feng said they wouldn't have anything left to do, then it was probably true.
Unfortunately, his Ghost Wolf was still recovering and couldn't battle.
"Alright, I'll do it then."
Wang Feng nodded, stepping forward into the huge iron-cage arena.
Dean Xiao was slightly surprised to see Wang Feng step up first.
He had already heard from Jiang Yunming that Wang Feng possessed a general-level summoned beast.
For this "final boss" to take the lead—wasn't that a bit too bullying?
Reaching the iron-cage fighting arena, Wang Feng suddenly stopped, looked up at Dean Xiao, and asked loudly:
"Dean Xiao, before the beast fight begins, may I ask a few questions?"
Dean Xiao paused, slightly stunned, then smiled with interest. "Go ahead."
"The dean mentioned earlier that if our Summoning Department fails to defeat one hundred people, then our resources will be divided among the other departments. Isn't this rule a bit unfair to us?" Wang Feng asked.
Dean Xiao chuckled, a glint of understanding flashing in his eyes.
"You are right, Student Wang Feng. This rule is indeed unfair to you," he said slowly, before adding meaningfully:
"But there is a hidden rule—if you can defeat two hundred challengers, you will receive all the freshman resources of Qing Campus for one full year!"
He paused, letting the words sink in, then added:
"However, this condition is too harsh. Since the founding of Mingzhu Academy, no one has ever achieved it, so it was never made public."
The entire Qingdou Hall erupted instantly, noisy like boiling water.
"Holy crap! All the freshmen's resources? That's huge! If we got that, we'd soar immediately!"
"You dream too much! Didn't you hear? No one in history has ever succeeded!"
"Exactly—that's two hundred people! Twice as many as one hundred! You think opponents are just cabbages to be chopped down at will?"
"Listening to you feels like listening to a speech."
"I bought a watch last year!"
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Amid the noise, Dean Xiao raised his hand, signaling silence, then looked at Wang Feng again.
"Any other questions?"
Wang Feng smiled faintly, sharp light flashing in his eyes.
"The problem is no longer there, but… may I add a condition?"
The Qingdou Hall fell instantly silent, every gaze fixed on him.
Even Dean Xiao raised his brows, intrigued. "Oh? What condition do you want to add?"
Wang Feng's lips curled into a smile. His voice rang out, powerful and commanding, echoing through the hall:
"Two hundred people? Too few. Let's change it—all freshmen of Qing Campus. As long as someone dares to challenge me, I'll accept them. No upper limit!"
He swept his gaze across the room, then continued:
"Of course, the resources will be adjusted. After two hundred people, each additional two hundred defeated will earn us the resources of another department."
"If no one dares to fight, then we replenish based on the standard of four thousand men!"
He paused, pulling a bank card from his pocket, raising it high.
"But if I'm defeated by any freshman, my count resets to zero. And at the same time…"
His eyes glinted with provocation.
"I'll attach an extra five million as a reward!"
Wang Feng's voice exploded like thunder across the Qingdou Hall.
For a moment, it was as if all teachers and students had been struck by the Rock Demon's Petrification—frozen in eerie silence.