200: Chapter 200 Wang Lin, you're the weakest here.

If they were in the Mist Forest, this guy would have already been killed by him.

But now, on the Holy City Academy playground, Wang Lin couldn't be bothered to argue.

Wang Lin walked into the line and stood in a row with Su Wanqing, Zhao Meng, and Qiao Shuwan.

Zhou Zhenghao stood in front, hands on his hips, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the four people one by one.

Then, he coughed and cleared his throat: "Zhao Meng, sophomore combat stream, Strength Enhancement Esper, I've heard of your strength, no problem."

Zhao Meng nodded without speaking, stealing a glance at Wang Lin from the corner of his eye.

"Qiao Shuwan, freshman Inter-school League champion, your strength is known to the whole academy, also no problem."

Qiao Shuwan remained expressionless, arms crossed, and said nothing.

Zhou Zhenghao's gaze fell on Su Wanqing.

Seeing Su Wanqing's white training uniform from the Ancient Martial Arts Training Hall, he asked: "Su Wanqing, you are from the Ancient Martial Arts Department, why did you run over to the Esper Department?"

Su Wanqing held the tingtao sword and replied: "The Ancient Martial Arts Department... the time for the training exercise hasn't been confirmed yet. So... so..."

"So you just ran over here?"

Zhou Zhenghao's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Would the academy agree? Participating in a training exercise across departments isn't just something you can do whenever you want, right?"

Su Wanqing lowered her head even further: "I asked my dad to have a word with a member of the school board."

Zhou Zhenghao was stunned. Have a word with a school board member? A school board member?

The school board of Holy City Academy was composed of the dozen most powerful people in the Holy City; every single one of them was a figure who could make the Holy City tremble with a single stomp.

Ordinary people couldn't even see a school board member, yet her dad could get a school board member to agree to her cross-departmental training participation with just a phone call.

Zhou Zhenghao's throat bobbed, his voice lowering significantly as he asked cautiously: "Your surname is Su... could it be the Su from the Su Family?"

Su Wanqing lifted her head: "Yes, that Su Family."

Zhou Zhenghao shut his mouth and said nothing more.

The Holy City Su Family had been in business for generations and was wealthier than the nation.

Although the Su Family had no connection to the academy, their money could reach the heavens and buy influence.

Zhou Zhenghao's expression was not looking good; he had just been acting bossy right in front of the eldest miss of the Su Family.

Thinking about it now, every word felt like a slap to his own face.

Standing in the line, Wang Lin found Zhou Zhenghao's embarrassed appearance truly hilarious.

However, Wang Lin still helped Zhou Zhenghao out of the awkward situation: "Senior Zhou, Student Su joining our group was likely because she saw your strength, which is why she chose our group."

"You should be happy."

The reason Su Wanqing came to Wang Lin's group was because she had seen Wang Lin's strength.

Someone who could defeat Song Zhengchu would at least be able to ensure her safety in the Mist Forest.

But since Wang Lin said that, Su Wanqing didn't say anything.

After Wang Lin said that, Zhou Zhenghao's expression began to improve.

He straightened his back, and a hint of a smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He thought to himself: "That's right. The Su Family must have taken a fancy to my potential and sent Su Wanqing to assess my strength."

Wang Lin looked at him without speaking.

The more Zhou Zhenghao thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. Although the Su Family had money, they also needed to recruit promising young people.

He, Zhou Zhenghao, was a senior, about to graduate, and his strength was ranked highly among all seniors. After graduation, whether he joined the Holy Court or the Night Watchers, his future would be boundless.

The Su Family must have taken a fancy to this point, which is why they sent Su Wanqing to his group.

His face glowed, and he was even feeling a bit carried away.

"But after I graduate, I plan to take the assessment, determined to join the Twelve Zodiacs."

"Although the Su Family is powerful, they aren't stronger than the Twelve Zodiacs."

Zhou Zhenghao nodded, looking at Su Wanqing, his gaze filled with a hint of respect: "Since you are from the Su Family, your strength must be quite good."

"When we go to the Mist Forest, perform well."

Su Wanqing nodded.

Zhou Zhenghao shifted his gaze away from Su Wanqing and landed on Wang Lin.

He looked at Wang Lin's lazy standing posture, his hands in his pockets, and his expressionless face.

He had heard about the record-breaking physical fitness test.

But he thought it was an exaggeration; how strong could a freshman be?

A physical fitness test is a physical fitness test, and actual combat is actual combat.

He, Zhou Zhenghao, was a senior combat specialist. He had seen many freshmen, and there wasn't one who hadn't been trained into submission by him.

However, this Wang Lin had just helped him out of a tight spot, and his mind was quite quick.

If it weren't for that sentence, he would still be embarrassed in front of Su Wanqing.

Since he was sensible, he couldn't make things too difficult for him.

Zhou Zhenghao looked at Wang Lin, his tone carrying a condescending concern: "Wang Lin, you have the lowest strength here."

"Tomorrow, when we go to the Mist Forest, you must stick close to the group, understand? If something happens, I won't take responsibility."

Wang Lin said indifferently: "Understood, Senior."

Zhou Zhenghao nodded with satisfaction.

Zhou Zhenghao turned around and continued to study the configurations of other groups on the list, muttering to himself.

It seemed like he was analyzing which group was a rival and which group was not a concern.

There were more and more people on the playground, and each group was finding their positions.

Some were excited, some were nervous, and some didn't care.

"Quiet!" The sound of a loudspeaker came from the front of the playground.

The crowd quieted down, and everyone's gaze turned to the podium at the front of the playground.

A middle-aged man stood there, wearing the academy's uniform, with a serious expression.

Wang Lin didn't know him, but Zhao Meng did: "The Director of the Academic Affairs Office, surnamed Fang. The students all call him Director Fang the Yama."

"It is said that he has a blacklist in his hands, and those on the list will be held back at graduation."

Director Fang began to speak, and the content was nothing more than clichés.

Pay attention to safety, follow instructions, do not leave the team without permission, do not act alone, do not enter areas outside the safe zone. Violators will be dealt with according to school rules, and those with serious cases will be expelled.

Wang Lin listened, not taking a single word to heart.

Safe zone? How could he kill Shen Junlin and devour the [Sword God] Superpower in the safe zone?

Leave the team without permission? He would definitely leave the team.

Act alone? He was going to act alone anyway.

Expelled? Sorry, I don't care.

Director Fang spoke for about ten minutes and then announced the departure time.

"Assemble on the playground at six o'clock tomorrow morning to take the bus to the Mist Forest together. Latecomers will be disqualified."

After finishing, he closed the folder and turned to leave.

The crowd began to disperse, walking in twos and threes towards the canteen, dormitories, and library.

Wang Lin also turned to leave.

"Wang Lin." Qiao Shuwan's voice came from behind.

Wang Lin stopped without turning back: "Something?"

Qiao Shuwan walked up to him and stood still.

The distance between the two was less than a meter.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know your strength before and misunderstood you. I said a lot of things I shouldn't have."

Wang Lin recalled the first time he saw Qiao Shuwan in the classroom, when she said, "Anyway, I don't think much of you."

The look of disdain in her eyes, the contempt at the corner of her mouth.

It seemed Qiao Shuwan had already learned the news of him defeating Song Zhengchu.