450: Challenge me at the beginning of school?

This time, about one hundred students from Shencheng Martial Arts University graduated and were promoted.

Although Qi Chuanyu and others were eliminated, entering society was not necessarily a bad choice for them.

After some pleasantries, they went their separate ways amidst laughter and playful insults.

Qi Chuanyu went to the Martial Arts Management Bureau.

Liao Zhongyang, on the other hand, went to the Military.

Niu Yanben went to the Patrol Bureau.

Du Ziteng, not wanting too many restrictions, became a Martial Artist in society.

...

Shen Bei of Beijing Martial Arts University had visited the Xing Sha Dungeon once before to obtain accurate data on his attributes.

Returning to Beijing Martial Arts University this time was a familiar journey.

At the registration office, there were quite a few new students, probably over two thousand.

While Shen Bei was queuing to register, Liu Hanfeng, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, appeared in front of him.

He looked Shen Bei up and down, a look of confusion on his Face.

Shen Bei crossed his arms, feeling as if this guy seemed very unconvinced.

The last time he saw Liu Hanfeng was during the freshman Dungeon trial in the Luan County Earth Cave.

Back then, this guy stood at the camp entrance, an alien's head hanging from his waist, showing off his achievements.

As a result, he was instantly killed by his own captive alien Military leader... which seemed to have infuriated the guy to death.

"What, do you have some special fetish? Why are you staring at a handsome guy like me?" Shen Bei asked.

Liu Hanfeng almost threw up, feeling as uncomfortable as if he'd swallowed a fly: "We agreed to meet at Beijing Martial Arts University, I didn't expect you to actually get in! It's truly incomprehensible."

Shen Bei: ???

What he said... was so Yin and Yang!

"What, I can't get into Beijing Martial Arts University?" Shen Bei retorted.

Liu Hanfeng stroked his chin and said, "I didn't mean that, it's just that Beijing Martial Arts University has high requirements for all kinds of academic results, it's not just about being able to fight."

"How much money did you spend bribing Principal Qin to get you into Beijing Martial Arts University?"

Shen Bei: ...

"If it were something that could be solved with money, it would be simple," Shen Bei rolled his eyes.

Liu Hanfeng didn't dwell on the question, instead, he rubbed his hands excitedly: "After registration, shall we have a match? I was unwilling to accept my loss in the National Freshman Competition."

Shen Bei patted his Face, a smile full of deadly consideration: "No, you were completely defeated, it was true then, and you're still no good now, save yourself some Face."

Liu Hanfeng paused slightly, then said decisively, "My Face was lost with you, so I naturally have to get it back from you. It's settled then, let's spar when we have time."

With that, Liu Hanfeng waved his hand and left.

Jian Tong, who was nearby, also recognized Liu Hanfeng and couldn't help but click her tongue twice: "This guy's ambition isn't high."

Shen Bei twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a somewhat forced smile: "He just wants to win, but his intentions aren't bad."

Jian Tong didn't say anything and continued to queue.

About ten minutes later, someone suddenly patted Shen Bei's shoulder.

Looking back, Shen Bei's expression was a bit stiff and displeased.

The person who came was none other than Mu Feiran, the president of the Xingchen Martial Arts Club!

He had changed a bit from before.

His short fiery red hair burned like flames, making it impossible to look away. Two delicate eyebrows, a pair of stubborn eyes, nostrils flared upwards, and a defiant chin.

"What a coincidence?" Mu Feiran looked at Shen Bei with a half-smile: "You've finally arrived."

Shen Bei was a little surprised. Logically, Beijing Martial Arts University was a one-year program.

As he was promoted, Mu Feiran should have graduated.

Why was this guy still on campus?

Shen Bei quickly grinned silently, his stretched mouth like a flattened black hole: "What, the dignified president of the Xingchen Martial Arts Club, actually stayed back a year and didn't graduate? How embarrassing, how can you even show your Face in public?"

Naked sarcasm.

Mu Feiran clasped his hands in front of him, his eyes dark and unreadable: "Shen Bei, your ability to talk trash is really improving. I just came back specifically to find you."

"Oh?" Shen Bei tilted his head slightly: "I don't remember you owing me money, why are you looking for me?"

Mu Feiran was not moved or emotionally affected by Shen Bei's unconventional thinking.

He crossed his arms, his fingers tapping his arm rhythmically, staring at Shen Bei: "Is pretending to be confused also one of your skills, Shen Bei? Let's not waste words, the matter between us cannot be left unresolved. Whether it's the Xingchen Martial Arts Club or the Zha Tian Gang, there must be a clear winner. Five days later, at the Mao'er Hutong Underground Boxing Arena, a death match, don't be late."

Mu Feiran believed that with Shen Bei's personality, he would definitely come.

After all, this was about the leadership competition between two Gangs.

After speaking, Mu Feiran, as if he had issued a challenge, turned and left directly.

Shen Bei gave him a disdainful look and continued to queue.

"This person is so pathetic," Jian Tong said, trying to be as conservative as possible with her words.

Shen Bei was a bit confused: "What do you mean?"

"He has a problem with his brain and is too poor to even go see a doctor."

"Ah... it really seems to be the case."

"You definitely won't go," Jian Tong said with absolute certainty.

Shen Bei shrugged: "Of course, the Zha Tian Gang has already disbanded, I'd be crazy to go."

"This guy doesn't even do his research beforehand," Jian Tong shrugged.

Shen Bei chuckled: "There are fools every year, but this year there are especially many. Let him have his death match with the air."

...

After queuing again for a while, it was Shen Bei and Jian Tong's turn to register.

Their information was submitted, entered into the archives, and student IDs were distributed.

"Eh?" The staff member looked at the file and asked, "You're Shen Bei from Liaobei Province, right?"

Shen Bei nodded: "Yes."

"Principal Qin instructed you to go to his office."

"Uh... okay."

Registration was completed, and the allocation of classes, dormitories, and other matters were quickly finished.

Shen Bei and Jian Tong arrived at a building.

This was more like a residential building, and also the students' dormitory.

Of course, one could also rent a villa. Shen Bei originally wanted to live in a villa.

But Jian Tong stopped him, saying to save the money for retirement in the future.

She was already starting to interfere with his salary...

Their dormitory was on the fifth floor.

The interior decoration was a bit old, but still quite good.

It was very clean.

For one year, this would be their dormitory.

That's right, Beijing Martial Arts University allowed male and female students to live together...

This also aligned with the country's main theme: early marriage and early childbearing...

After all, Martial Artists often had to go into the Dungeon, living day to day, so it was important to have children early to leave behind descendants.

After tidying up the room for a bit, Jian Tong simply told Shen Bei to get out.

"The more you tidy, the messier it gets, hurry up and get out."

Jian Tong was about to go crazy.

Shen Bei's method of tidying the room was roughly to straighten one item, then knock over three or four others.

It was like the Journey to the West, full of difficulties.

Jian Tong genuinely couldn't stand it anymore and pushed Shen Bei out the door: "Go, didn't Principal Qin want to see you? Hurry up and go, please, stop messing around, you're just a husky."

Shen Bei: ...

"Woman, you're playing with fire," Shen Bei crossed his arms: "As a family member, I am obligated to participate in labor."

"Your obligation is revoked, hurry up and get out."

Jian Tong directly closed the door.

Shen Bei rolled his eyes and went downstairs.

Downstairs, there were quite a few other boys like Shen Bei who had been kicked out.

It seemed they were all huskies.

Shen Bei gave them a disdainful look and headed straight for Principal Qin's office...