The bald teacher continued, âAt Shan University, students have one challenge right per week.â
âThe weaker can challenge the stronger without condition, and the stronger, if they want to duel the weaker, must first obtain the weakerâs consent.â
âAs for determining who is weaker or stronger, we look at the strength rankings if there are any; if not, we go by who is higher in grade.â
âAlso, challenges require a stake, usually in the form of credits.â
âHow many credits are wagered is decided by both parties involved in the duel.â
âIf the two parties canât agree, then the default wager is the minimum of 1 credit.â
The bald teacher added, âYou are currently a freshman and havenât made it onto any strength charts yet, so you have the right to challenge without condition.â
Lin Zichen nodded, âI understand, thank you for clearing that up, Teacher.â
At the same time, he thought to himself that this bald teacher was quite neutral, showing no favoritism towards the students of his own class.
Perhaps he too disliked the upperclassmen bullying the newcomers.
Thinking this, Lin Zichen looked towards the redhead senior, extending his senses to scrutinize her Biological Level.
A bit weak, only Common Tier Five, not even as high as Shen Qinghanâs level.
However, in a regular class of second-year students, such strength would still be considered excellent.
âWhat?â
âAs a male with a physiological advantage, are you intending to bully a girl?â
âWould you feel proud of that?â
Facing Lin Zichenâs gaze, the redhead senior was a bit panicked inside but tried to sound calm as she said this.
Hoping her gender could emotionally blackmail Lin Zichen into hesitating and thus not strike against her.
Li Chuxin, seeing the panic in her eyes, knew they had the upper hand.
So, she retorted resolutely and pointedly, âAs an upperclassman, you have the gall to bully us newcomers, yet you have the face to say such things?â
A bully riding on the coattails of others!
The redhead senior glared at Li Chuxin
âHan Han, you challenge her.â
Lin Zichen turned to Shen Qinghan beside him, speaking calmly.
A weakling at Common Tier Five wasnât worth his effort.
âHuh?â
Shen Qinghan was startled for a moment, not expecting Lin Zichen to send her to challenge the redhead senior.
But quickly, she accepted the idea, nodding, âI understand.â
Li Chuxin was also a bit stunned but reminded Lin Zichen as soon as she recovered, âZi Chen, sheâs red-haired and trying to provoke you, donât let Han Han fight!â
In her mind, Shen Qinghan was still the underachiever who sat at the bottom of the class rankings with her.
She worried that Shen Qinghan would get beaten if she went up.
Faced with her distrust, Shen Qinghan simply said calmly, âI can win.â
After speaking, she took out her phone and handed it to Lin Zichen to hold.
She then picked the Martial Stage closest to them and dashed off in a sprint. When she was still more than ten meters away from the stage, she leaped high into the air and landed on it.
Looking back from her higher vantage point at the redhead senior below, she tried to sound as cold as possible, but her voice was still somewhat sweet, âShen Qinghan from the freshman genius class challenges Ziqi from the second-year Evolution 2 class!â
As soon as she finished speaking, her jet-black hair instantly turned a bright, shiny blue, breathtakingly beautiful.
Many of the boys below were momentarily stunned, captivated by the sight.
The challenged redhead senior felt humiliated, her facial expression turning sour.
She had seen the video footage of this yearâs new student trials and remembered Shen Qinghan, who was so pretty it was almost unbelievable.
In the footage, Shen Qinghan was just a pretty vase that looked good but was useless, being chased around and beaten by a girl from a regular class, with weak abilities.
Her Biological Level, gauged by eyesight alone, was only at Common Second Order.
It had only been a little more than three months since those trials.
In such a short amount of time, even if Shen Qinghan had immense talent and evolved rapidly, her Biological Level would at best be a mere Common Fourth Order by now.
A weakling at Common Fourth Order, where did she get the confidence to say she could beat me?
Looking down on who!
Iâll resolve you, who doesnât know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is, within three seconds, weakling!
With that thought, the red-haired school sisterâs calves forcefully propelled her, and within the next second, she sprang forward, landing on the Martial Stage with just a blink of an eye.
âJunior, how many school credits do you want to bet?â
The red-haired school sister looked at Shen Qinghan with a smile, feeling certain of her victory.
Shen Qinghan didnât rush to answer and looked to Li Chuxin below the stage. âChu Xin, how much were those two makeup items she took worth in total?â
Li Chuxin replied, âTogether, theyâre over 5000.â
Shen Qinghan nodded and turned to the red-haired school sister, saying crisply for a change, âIâll bet 1 school credit.â
âOne school credit is too little, Iâm not interested. If weâre going to bet, letâs make it big, bet 10 school credits. Do you dare?â
The red-haired school sister felt she had Shen Qinghan in the bag.
Faced with the red-haired school sisterâs proposal, Shen Qinghan did not make an immediate decision; instead, she turned her head to look at Lin Zichen below the stage, seeking his opinion.
Over the past half of the semester, her strength had increased a lot, but her character was still not independent enough.
Many times, she needed Lin Zichen to make decisions for her.
Lin Zichen had already grown used to this, and he nodded silently at her, indicating that it was fine to bet.
Having received this answer,
Shen Qinghan turned back to face the red-haired school sister and said, âThen letâs bet 10 school credits.â
The red-haired school sister laughed, âThatâs the spirit, I like it.â
Seeing that both participants had stepped onto the stage, the bald teacher below voluntarily took up the role of referee.
He looked up at Shen Qinghan standing on the right side of the stage, and called out to her:
âStudent, open the school app, thereâs a duel function in there, click on it, search for the name of the person you want to challenge, click on challenge, confirm how many school credits to bet, and the challenge will be established.â
âOkay, I got it, thank you, teacher.â
Shen Qinghan politely thanked him.
She then took the phone passed by Lin Zichen and, following the bald teacherâs instructions, initiated the challenge to the red-haired school sister.
The red-haired school sister accepted the challenge with a smile and then handed her phone to her roommate for safekeeping.
The bald teacher looked at the two on the stage, and asked:
âThe challenge has been established, are you ready?â
âReady.â
âIâm ready.â
The two responded almost simultaneously.
The bald teacher nodded, and immediately his voice boomed, âThe challenge begins!â
The moment the words fell!
Shen Qinghan immediately burst forward with a lunge, heading straight for the red-haired school sister.
At the same time, with just a thought, she remotely controlled the Qi-Blood in her body, plunging the Qi-Blood within her into chaos.
So fast!
Whatâs going on, I feel so dizzy!
The red-haired school sister had just been surprised by the swiftness of Shen Qinghanâs speed when, the very next second, she suddenly felt dizzy, with her limbs going weak.
Before she had time to understand what was happening, Shen Qinghan was already in front of her, lifting her leg and violently sweeping towards her head!
Quickly, a âbangâ was heard!
Shen Qinghanâs shin smashed heavily into the red-haired school sisterâs face, directly sweeping her off the Martial Stage with one kick.
Did I win?
Shen Qinghan was stunned.
She had always thought that Lin Zichen had her challenge the red-haired school sister in order to train her.
Therefore, she believed her own strength should be quite equivalent to the red-haired school sisterâs.
But the reality was, she secured the victory with just one kick.
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PS: One more chapter to come, around 3 oâclock.