12: Chapter 12 Freshman Provocation

He lunged forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.

Tang Sect Secret Technique—Mysterious Jade Hand!

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Huo Yuhao leaped high, his arms tightly locking Wang Dong's arms while his legs coiled directly around Wang Dong's waist.

"Ah... dammit!"

Wang Dong was both shocked and furious, but Huo Yuhao had used his momentum; she lost her balance, and the two immediately tumbled into a heap.

Relying on his quick reflexes, Huo Yuhao flipped over the moment they hit the ground, pinning Wang Dong beneath him.

He pressed his knee against Wang Dong's back and pinned her arms behind her.

The series of movements was fluid and smooth, emphasizing speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

The entire field fell silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This... this victory was simply too unreasonable.

"I won."

Huo Yuhao panted heavily, his face wearing the joy of victory.

"Hmph, you... despicable, shameless!"

Wang Dong shouted angrily.

What she thought would be an easy crushing victory ended in a loss.

Moreover, she was being pinned down by him, giving him every advantage.

She was practically going crazy.

Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "The rules only said no weapons. Besides, I didn't actually do anything to you!"

Wang Dong gave a cold snort. "You... fine, I admit defeat now, let me go!"

"Alright!"

Huo Yuhao agreed and slowly released his grip.

The moment the two separated.

Wang Dong immediately stood up, her pretty face slightly flushed. Without looking back, she ran outside and vanished in the blink of an eye.

"We're both guys, why is he so shy?"

Huo Yuhao scratched his head.

Just then, Su Chen walked over with a smile.

"Not bad! You actually won, kid!"

Su Chen slapped Huo Yuhao on the back, teasing him.

"Hehe." Huo Yuhao scratched his head sheepishly. "Luck, it was all luck."

"It's mainly because Brother Bei Bei and Sister Tang Ya taught me some Tang Sect techniques these past few days, plus my... um..."

He almost let Brother Tianmeng slip and quickly swallowed his words.

*Cough.*

A light cough came from nearby.

Mu En, on the lounge chair, didn't even lift his eyelids as he said faintly, "If you want to chat, go somewhere else. Don't disturb this old man's sunbathing."

Su Chen immediately understood.

"Yes, Teacher."

He pulled Huo Yuhao up. "Let's go, let's go. I'll take you around the Outer Court to get familiar with the environment."

With that, Su Chen led Huo Yuhao toward a small path in the Outer Court.

After walking a few steps, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but look back at the old man on the lounge chair and whispered to Su Chen:

"Brother, that old grandpa is...?"

Su Chen gave a mysterious smile.

"That old grandpa? He's my teacher."

"His identity is quite special; you'll find out later."

Hearing him say this, although Huo Yuhao was curious, he sensibly nodded and didn't ask further.

"Come on, I'll take you to see the class assignments first. That's a top priority."

Su Chen led Huo Yuhao through several tree-lined paths with practiced ease, arriving in front of a teaching building.

By the bulletin board in front of the building, many freshmen had already gathered, each craning their necks to find their names.

"Let me see..."

Relying on his height advantage, Su Chen easily saw the class list posted at the very top.

"Freshman Class 1, Huo Yuhao. Homeroom teacher, Zhou Yi."

He quickly found Huo Yuhao's name.

"Brother, what about you?"

Huo Yuhao also saw his own information and hurriedly asked.

Su Chen's gaze continued to scan down.

"Freshman Class 6, Su Chen. Homeroom teacher... Mo Yao?"

Su Chen rubbed his chin and chuckled. "That sounds like the name of a beautiful teacher."

Huo Yuhao felt a bit speechless listening to him, thinking: Brother, isn't your focus a bit off?

"Now that we've seen the classes, let's go. We'll stop by my dormitory on the way."

As Su Chen spoke, he pulled Huo Yuhao toward the dormitory area.

Soon, the two arrived in front of a dormitory building that looked quite elegant.

Su Chen pushed open one of the doors.

"We're here. This is my little den."

Huo Yuhao peeked inside and was immediately stunned.

This was actually a single-occupancy dormitory.

The room wasn't large, with a wooden bed and a set of table and chairs, arranged simply and comfortably.

Pushing open the window, one could even see a beautiful lake view outside.

"Brother, you... you have a single room? This is awesome!"

Huo Yuhao's tone was filled with envy.

"And the bedding is all arranged for you?"

He was even more surprised to find the bedding on the bed folded neatly, looking like it had just been changed.

This treatment was just too good.

Su Chen casually tossed his bundle onto the table and whispered a small comment.

"Dean Yan must have arranged it; he's quite thoughtful."

Huo Yuhao understood in his heart; was this the treatment given to a genius?

Since the dormitory was already settled, he didn't want to disturb him further.

"Brother, then you should rest first. It's getting late, so I'll head to my own dormitory too."

"Sure," Su Chen waved at him. "Come find me anytime if you need anything."

...

Three days later, it was the day for the freshmen to start school.

That morning, Su Chen walked alone, leisurely making his way toward the classroom of Freshman Class 6.

Just as he stepped through the door, the morning sun shone diagonally through the window, hitting the side of his face and outlining a perfect profile.

"Wow, so handsome..."

"Is he a descendant of nobility?"

Several girls in the front row immediately lost their composure, staring straight at him.

At a seat by the window, a clean-looking youth was boredly spinning a pen.

Seeing Su Chen, his spinning fingers paused for a moment.

"A handsome guy? Interesting."

Feng Yi's lips curled up slightly.

Beside him, Cao Yang curled his lip.

"Tch, what's the use of being handsome?"

"Fists are the only hard truth! Good-looking but useless is just a vase; it breaks at the first touch!"

Su Chen ignored these discussions and walked straight to an empty seat behind Feng Yi.

Bang—!

Just as he sat down, the back door of the classroom was kicked open.

A student as sturdy as a bear walked in, his face full of coarse flesh.

He scanned the classroom, his gaze finally landing on the empty seat next to Su Chen.

Wang Gang strode over and, with a loud "thud," slammed his schoolbag onto the empty desk.

He plopped down and nudged Su Chen's shoulder with his elbow.

His chin was held high, his nostrils almost facing the sky.

"Hey, kid."

"I've taken a liking to this row of seats. Be smart and get lost quickly; don't force me to use my hands."

Su Chen didn't even lift his eyelids, acting as if he hadn't heard a thing.

Seeing this attitude, Wang Gang's temper flared up instantly.

He narrowed his eyes and cracked his knuckles with a series of crisp pops.

"What's this? Your ears don't work?"

"Believe it or not, I'll make sure you crawl out of here horizontally today?"

Su Chen finally lifted his eyelids slightly.

He looked at Wang Gang, his gaze as calm as a pool of deep water.

"The classroom belongs to the academy, not your home."

As soon as these words came out, the classroom instantly fell silent.

Everyone's gaze focused on the two of them.

Wang Gang froze for a moment, then, as if he had heard a massive joke, he slammed the table and stood up.

"Oho? Kid, you've got some guts, huh?"

He puffed out his burly chest, looking arrogant.

"I am a Rank 23 Battle Soul Master, Spirit 'Rock-Armored Giant Bear'. Do you dare to come out and spar with me?"

*Hiss—!*

A chorus of sharp intakes of breath immediately sounded from the surroundings.

Rank 23; that was considered top-tier among the freshmen.