Full Awakening: One F is trash, three me

With a loud bang, the floor and part of the wall of the principal's office were smashed through.

Yang Han was slightly taken aback. How come the materials in the principal's office were worse than those in the student dormitory?

However, he quickly realized that probably... no one else would dare to cause trouble in the principal's office except for him!

Soon, the smoke and dust dissipated, and dozens of freshmen, their faces filled with terror, huddled behind desks, trembling with fear.

Yang Han looked around and said with a grin, "Everyone, shall we form a team? Or will we each spar individually?"

The group of people looked at each other, and no one spoke for a moment.

Sparring? Don't be ridiculous, who can beat Yang Han?

But should we just give them the money directly?

I really don't want to!

At the back of the crowd, a seemingly mature freshman, his eyes still gleaming with fighting spirit, whispered to his classmates, "When he starts collecting money, let's all pounce!"

Several students were initially surprised, then waved their hands, meaning... they wouldn't do it!

"You'll still have to pay even if you don't want to do it, you're all idiots! Maybe there's still a chance if we take a gamble. You two keep him calm for a bit, then Lao Wang and Lao Zhang, you two unleash your talents, and I'll stealthily approach for the fatal blow! If it succeeds, then we'll execute this plan!"

The others looked at him, wondering what he meant. Was there another plan?

The experienced freshman didn't keep them in suspense and continued, "If things get out of hand, while you're holding him off, drop the pepper bomb and escape instantly. The school is so big, I don't believe he can find us every time!"

"Blood pepper bomb?"

Some people wondered, "That thing isn't cheap; it costs two credits per student..."

"Of course! That's better than paying 20 credits, and we're not necessarily guaranteed to lose, are we?"

The experienced newcomers seemed quite familiar with this kind of persuasion; in just a few words, they were all convinced.

The next moment, he pulled out four pepper bombs: "One for each of you, it's on me, okay?"

Seeing that the experienced newcomers had already gone this far, the other four quickly made up their minds and each took a blood pepper bomb.

The experienced freshman laughed: "That's more like it! How can you give up so easily? You're all geniuses, yet you have no backbone at all. You're a disgrace to our generation!"

The others remained silent; having already agreed, there was no need for them to say anything more.

Meanwhile, Yang Han was happily collecting his credits.

"Thanks! Why are you all withdrawing? I really wanted to spar with everyone. What? You don't want to? Oh, I can't accept that! Thank you!"

Everyone lined up neatly and completed the transaction under Yang Han's watchful eye before being released. There must have been some people who hadn't paid before, and such a mistake couldn't be repeated!

What a huge loss!

The line quickly dwindled to just a few people, and Yang Han waited with a smile for them to pay.

"Yang Han, how did you find us? We've racked our brains trying to figure it out, but you still managed to find us."

The freshman in front of him seemed honest and unassuming, so he naturally struck up a conversation with Yang Han for a few minutes.

"Is this place hard to find? If I were you, I would also consider places like this first. You all think I wouldn't dare to come, which is normal."

Yang Han was in a good mood and didn't hesitate to explain a few things to him.

"Yang Han, do you have any groups? Can I join? You're so strong, you might be able to gather all the freshmen together."

The new students looked at Yang Han with curiosity, as if they admired him greatly.

Yang Han was puzzled when, unexpectedly, the freshman in front of him and the person behind him suddenly sprang up, and two long swords instantly stabbed towards Yang Han's chest!

Yang Han slightly raised his eyelids and said with a hint of teasing, "You couldn't hold back so quickly?"

At the same time, two more attacks landed from the left and right sides.

boom!

Four attacks landed, but Yang Han didn't even move. The longswords pierced Yang Han's body, making clanging sounds, but didn't even scratch his skin.

"Double credits!"

With a casual flick of his staff, four phantom figures instantly appeared, one person and one staff. With a series of thuds, the four were precisely embedded in the decorative picture frames on the wall, impossible to pry off.

One of them yelled, "Brother, let's do it!"

A gentle breeze swept by, and Yang Han watched him quietly.

Quiet.

Yang Han suddenly slammed a stick into the window: "They told you to help, didn't you hear them? Why did you run away?"

With a thud, a figure fell out.

"You get double too!"

Yang Hanzhen flicked his staff, then swung it out, and the next second, a person appeared on the wall.

"Alright, I'm in a hurry. Hurry up and transfer the money, otherwise, every second counts as one sparring session!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the student ID card emitted a notification sound indicating that credits were being transferred.

Yang Han smiled again, "Thanks everyone!"

Yang Han was about to leave.

Drip!

Suddenly, a message came through.

Yang Han, come to me.

Yang Han's eyes widened; it was a message from Teacher Zuo!

What could it be?

Yang Han glanced at the five classmates on the wall, his heart pounding. Was he going to be asked to pay for it?

Yang Han tentatively replied with a few words: "Teacher Zuo, is something the matter?"

He planned to assess the situation first. If he was to have to pay compensation, he would go back to the combat room, use up his credits, and then come out again!

A moment later, Teacher Zuo's message rang out again.

I know everything that happened in the principal's office. The fact that you don't have to pay for the broken things is related to the resource settlement for your first week.

Resource settlement?

Yang Han calculated the time; the first week would end in two days, and it was time to settle accounts.

Good thing!

This means more money is coming in, isn't it?

How much resources would a thousand new students need for a week?

With that in mind, Yang Han quickly replied to Teacher Zuo.

Okay, I'll be right there!

After sending the message, Yang Han jumped out of the window and headed towards the location sent by Teacher Zuo.

Before long, Yang Han arrived at the location designated by Teacher Zuo.

From afar, he spotted that familiar figure. It could be said that Teacher Zuo was the only non-student person Yang Han encountered at Zhenxing Martial Arts University.

It's been almost a week since I started school, and I haven't seen a single teacher except for my classmates. If word got out... who would believe it?

"Teacher Zuo!"

Yang Han called out from afar, then asked with some confusion as he approached, "Teacher, why are we meeting here?"

Zuo Chuan glanced at Yang Han, seemingly amazed by Yang Han's rapid progress, and smiled, "This is the edge of your freshman campus. I'll take you to see the real Zhenxing Martial Arts University!"

"The real Zhenxing Martial Arts University?"

Yang Han's doubts deepened. Wasn't that the one before?

"That's right. Your freshman campus is a miniature Zhenxing Martial Arts University, created at great expense for reform purposes. It's quite different from the real Zhenxing Martial Arts University! Otherwise, how could you possibly come and go as you please in the principal's office?"

Yang Han understood. He had heard Dong Qi mention some things before and had some vague guesses, but he was still shocked when he actually heard it.

Such a huge space was specially created for freshmen!

Just thinking about it is incredibly awe-inspiring!

"Come on, follow me."

Teacher Zuo turned and walked forward, and after a few steps, she suddenly disappeared!