32: Chapter 32 Scholarships

"These 20 experience points are an explosive result of multiple factors overlapping!"

He quickly deduced and analyzed in his mind.

Fighting to the limit across Ranks—this was the core.

The last time he had gone all out in a life-and-death struggle against an opponent far stronger than himself was during the mid-term assessment over half a semester ago.

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The explosion of potential squeezed out under extreme pressure was likely the most fundamental catalyst.

The blessing of Absolute Focus and the foundation of "One Proof, Eternal Proof".

They gave him an extremely high starting point in learning and practical conversion of the Rainbow Light Saber Technique, reducing many basic obstacles.

Additionally, the mental will that erupted under powerful external pressure and goal-driven motivation was also a bonus that could not be ignored.

"Ultimately, it all comes down to the word 'comprehension'. Pure, reckless life-and-death combat was the trigger, [Absolute Focus] was the amplifier, ["One Proof, Eternal Proof"] was the cornerstone, and pressure was the fuel... Every factor was indispensable, together shaping this precious leap of 20 experience points."

While analyzing the various possibilities, Li Wen rubbed his throbbing temples and walked toward the noisy final assessment plaza.

The crowd on the plaza and the silhouette of the massive screen in the distance came into view; he was about to become the center of everyone's attention.

...

The winter morning sun cast a golden-red halo over the bustling campus plaza, but at this moment, the enthusiasm of the third-year high school students was clearly hotter than the sunlight.

When Li Wen's figure appeared from the exit of the virtual assessment area and walked toward Class 21's section again, it was like a massive boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up ripples.

"Li Wen!"

"So strong! Li Wen!"

"Holy crap, he really made it into the top thirty?!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers and exclamations erupted from the Class 21 area, echoing the soul-stirring battle against the Green-Clothed Man just shown on the big screen.

Having witnessed the rise of a classmate from obscurity to having startling skills—even being able to fight a virtual person with Top-tier Technique at Minor Achievement for a long time—that strong sense of collective honor and shared pride surged in the hearts of every Class 21 student.

Even the usually taciturn students now looked at Li Wen with eyes full of eagerness.

"That's freaking awesome! Who would have thought?"

"Before... I really couldn't tell before..."

"Quick, tell us, what did it feel like facing that guy in green? Was the pressure mountain-high?" Wei Wu squeezed forward and excitedly patted Li Wen's shoulder, his face filled with curiosity and excitement.

Li Wen had just sat down amidst the cheers and hadn't even had time to catch his breath to reply when the students from the nearby Class 20 were completely drawn by the commotion, craning their necks to look over.

"What's wrong with Class 21? Why so excited?"

"Who's that guy? Why is he so popular? He looks unfamiliar."

"Was he strong in the assessment? Did anyone see?" Discussions rose and fell, and the seeds of curiosity quickly sprouted in the crowd.

Just then, a shrill voice with a tone of realization rang out from the Class 20 crowd, drowning out some of the noise:

"I remember now! Li Wen! He's *that* Li Wen!" Everyone's gaze snapped toward the student who had shouted.

"Which Li Wen?"

"The one from Class 21." The Class 20 student who shouted had a face full of disbelief as he struggled to remember.

"The one... who practiced an Advanced Blade Technique for a whole semester without even reaching entry-level. I remember Huang Yu and Wang Ruiming used to mention him often, saying he practiced harder than anyone, but it was just... just extremely difficult for him!"

With those words, the floodgates of memory seemed to open.

"Ah! It's him?"

"Right, right, right! There was such a person, I think his name was Li Wen."

"What?! Him?!" More Class 20 students were also covered in shock. They looked at Li Wen, then at their companions, almost unable to connect the "hardworking but fruitless" image in their memories with the youth before them who had shone brilliantly in the assessment and drawn a teacher to personally seek him out.

Low exclamations and whispers spread quickly. "Are you kidding? That Li Wen is this strong now? It's only been how long..."

The noisy discussions surrounded Li Wen like a dense tide. Just as he was becoming overwhelmed by everyone's enthusiasm and curious questions, a savior appeared like timely rain.

Wang Hu's burly figure parted the crowd and strode over from a distance, heading straight for the Class 21 gathering spot.

His signature booming voice carried an unquestionable authority, yet also a hint of gentleness: "Li Wen!"

Wang Hu waved to Li Wen, who was being surrounded in the center of the crowd, his voice resonant and powerful. "Come over here for a moment."

Seeing Wang Hu appear, Li Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief; he only wanted to get away from this noisy crowd right now.

"Oh, okay, Teacher Wang." He hurriedly stood up from his stool and, ignoring the curious questions of his classmates, jogged through the crowd to Teacher Wang.

"Teacher Wang, you were looking for me?" he asked respectfully, with a hint of inquiry.

"Yes, come with me." Wang Hu looked at the youth before him, who was tired but had bright eyes, and nodded with satisfaction. His broad hand patted Li Wen's shoulder with a steady, encouraging force. "I have some good news for you."

"Good news?" Li Wen was slightly stunned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes. He had just finished a grueling assessment; besides the improvement in skills, what good news could there be?

Wang Hu didn't intend to keep him in suspense and said directly in a low voice, "It's about the scholarship."

Scholarship!

"My scholarship?!" Li Wen's tone rose uncontrollably, his eyes instantly becoming startlingly bright as he stared intently at Wang Hu.

What did he lack most right now? Money!

The expensive qi and blood potions needed for Cultivation required money! His father's worsening illness, which he was hiding, required money! His family's strapped financial situation required money! This had always been a heavy stone weighing on his heart.

A scholarship? This was simply sending charcoal in the snow!

"That's right," Wang Hu said, seeing the urgency and joy in the youth's eyes, a look of gratification also appearing in his own.

"I just went to the principal's office. Principal Huang has seen your performance in the assessment."

He deliberately emphasized the principal's praise, not intending to take any credit himself.

"He was very satisfied and personally gave instructions for you to apply for this semester's second-class scholarship."

second-class scholarship.

Ten thousand huaxia coins! He remembered every Rank and every amount of the scholarships clearly. The scholarships were divided into four tiers:

Grand Prize Scholarship: 50,000 huaxia coins per year.

first-class scholarship: 20,000 huaxia coins per year.

second-class scholarship: 10,000 huaxia coins per year.

third-class scholarship: 5,000 huaxia coins per year.

His family's conditions were difficult, and he had always received financial aid from the school.

Previously, his grades and Martial Skills were ranked in the middle to lower reaches of the class. Scholarships? Those were things he could only envy.