The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The whole class: "???"

Then came the call of "Student Long".

The way everyone in Class 9 looked at Lu Changming changed.

They weren't surprised by how strong Long Aotian was.

Surprisingly, all it takes is for Lao Lu to reach the Grandmaster level to automatically switch to polite mode!

"Tsk..."

"This act of 'cool' can't be left to Old Long alone!"

Yan Zong touched his phone, a hint of envy in his eyes. "How about I work harder these next few days? Try to get the reward for breaking through to Grandmaster?"

"Oh~"

Third row by the window.

Information committee member Su Huaying rested her chin on her hand, leaning against the edge of the table, fiddling with half a spicy strip between her fingers, and casually raised her eyes.

Seeing this scene before her, she slightly curved her red lips, slowly put the spicy strip into her mouth,

I wiped the red oil off my hands, turned on my phone, and opened the chat box called "Three Realms Chat Group".

She stretched, her eyes sparkling with laughter.

"Even the crooked-mouthed vice class leader has become a Grandmaster, it seems... I can't fall behind."

Ye Chuhao sat in the last row.

He was still resting his chin on his hand, his eyes half-closed.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on his slightly long black hair and casting a soft glow on his languid face.

He watched the class erupt in cheers, a slight smile curving his lips.

Grandmaster Realm?

He hadn't heard that word in a long time.

It's been so long that it feels like a name from some old dream in the mortal world.

Switch to his former world.

A grandmaster probably couldn't even beat a baby who's just been weaned, right?

Ye Chuhao thought for a moment, then corrected himself in his mind.

wrong.

It's highly unlikely they'll win.

Forget it.

Watching a play.

Watching a play is more interesting.

Xingyao, who had been secretly observing everything from his side, began to record it exclusively.

She tucked the notebook under her arm and wrote rapidly.

[Today's Log: The vice class monitor has been confirmed as the Dragon King, an 18-year-old grandmaster. The homeroom teacher's attitude has noticeably softened. The class monitor's smile is incredibly irritating, but he seems completely oblivious.]

After finishing writing, she secretly glanced at Ye Chuhao.

Ye Chuhao was still watching the show with his chin propped up.

Xingyao paused for a moment, then added another sentence.

[Additional information: The class monitor's view of the homeroom teacher and vice-monitor is like watching a kindergarten teacher give little red flowers to a child. Dangerous.]

"Heh~"

Am I a grandmaster?

Long Aotian stood up and straightened his back.

He walked step by step to Lu Changming's side.

Every step felt like stepping on the pent-up frustration of three years.

The Leng family rolled their eyes.

The teacup that the mother-in-law smashed at her feet.

My wife said, "You really embarrass me."

There were also those gossips at school like, "The vice class monitor skipped class again," and "Look, that's the good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Leng family."

Everything was crushed at this moment by the word "Grandmaster".

Long Aotian raised his hand and patted Lu Changming on the shoulder.

"Old Lu, oh Old Lu."

His lips were slightly crooked, and he laughed freely.

Do you think I would have any reason to lie to you?

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

"Yes, my descendants in heaven have all testified to this."

"How could this be wrong?"

Lu Changming's eyelids twitched.

The ruler had already been instinctively raised.

next second.

He forced himself to hold back.

Grandmaster.

This is a grandmaster.

The prestige of a grandmaster must not be dishonored.

Although this master skipped class every day, although this master didn't do his homework, although this master still dared to pat the homeroom teacher on the shoulder.

But he was, after all, a grandmaster.

Lu Changming's lips twitched.

endure.

I will endure.

"How could I dare to question Comrade Long?"

Lu Changming forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace.

The whole class fell silent again.

Yan Cong covered his chest.

"It's over."

"I also want to be a grandmaster."

Long Aotian felt so good that every pore on his body seemed to open up.

That "Student Long" was even more satisfying than everyone in the Dragon King Palace calling him the Dragon King!

This feels different.

It's so different.

He even felt that the sunlight had become brighter and everything in the classroom had become more beautiful!

"Pfft..."

A suppressed laugh came from the back row.

Lu Changming swept his gaze across the room, and several heads immediately lowered.

"but."

Lu Changming suddenly spoke.

Long Aotian raised an eyebrow. "But what?"

Lu Changming took out his phone from his pocket and swiped the screen.

"Since you are a grandmaster, then go and register with the Dragon Kingdom Martial Arts Association as soon as possible."

"After registration, the Grandmaster stipend, cultivation resources, independent martial arts authority, and exemption from local crisis deployment orders will all be granted."

"besides."

He raised his head.

"You'll have fast-track access to education, military service, and even starting your own business in the future."

"If it's inconvenient for you to go, I was once the top martial arts student in the entire Dragon Kingdom, so I can act as your guarantor and submit the information to the Martial Arts Association."

As he spoke, he took out his phone, turned on the camera function, and pointed the lens at Long Aotian.

"Come."

"Just release your true energy for three seconds, and you can prove your status as a grandmaster."

Long Aotian's smile froze.

The classroom suddenly fell silent.

Long Aotian: "..."

It's not that he doesn't want to.

He can't.

The sky is indeed clear.

Historical records show that Long Aotian did indeed reach the Grandmaster level at the age of eighteen.

But now.

There's still half a day until his eighteenth birthday.

There is still half a day left before the three-year seal is lifted.

long time.

It's just half a day away.

For the first time, Long Aotian felt that time was moving so slowly that he wanted to smash the wall.

"Student Long?"

Lu Changming held up his phone.

"Student Long?"

Long Aotian came to his senses.

He silently withdrew his hand from Lu Changming's shoulder.

Then he coughed lightly.

"Hey, Lao Lu."

"I just broke through to the Grandmaster level today, and my realm is still a bit unstable."

"Wait until tonight."

He held up one finger.

"I'll show you again tonight."

The last row.

"Pfft."

Ye Chuhao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xingyao lowered her head and wrote quickly.

[Additional observation for today: The vice-class monitor seems to be putting on a show, and the class monitor, who has a very high threshold for humor, has already lost his composure.]

Lu Changming frowned.

Who is he?

The top martial arts theorist in the entire country.

It's natural for one's aura to be unstable after breaking through a new realm.

But that usually happens to people who lack a solid foundation and forcefully break through to a higher level.

Could an eighteen-year-old grandmaster be lacking in talent?

Moreover.

He didn't let Long Aotian fight to the death.

I was just using my inner energy to film a video.

You can't even do this?

Lu Changming's expression changed little by little.

Long Aotian's heart skipped a beat.

"Cough cough."

"Old Lu, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to my seat."

He turned and left after saying that.

"etc."

Lu Changming grabbed his wrist.

True energy surged into Long Aotian's meridians through his palm.

Long Aotian's eyes suddenly darkened.

"Old Lu, what are you doing?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Lu Changming's true energy had only penetrated half an inch when it was blocked by a heavy seal.

The seal was deep within the meridians.

The source was the black ring on Long Aotian's hand.

Lu Changming suddenly opened his eyes.

"really."

He stared at the ring, his expression serious.

"Long Aotian".

"You haven't reached the Grandmaster level yet, have you?"

The whole class: "Huh?"

Long Aotian remained silent for a moment.

Finally, he nodded.

"There's still half a day left."

Lu Changming laughed in anger.

"You dare to act like this even with only half a day left?"

"Should I say you're brave, or should I say you're a complete idiot?"

Long Aotian turned his head away.

He didn't say a word.

The students in the classroom were all dumbfounded.

He was just an eighteen-year-old grandmaster.

Now it's said to be half a day away again?

What's going on?

Only Ye Chuhao chuckled softly.

"Breaking through the mortal realm."

Looking at the blank faces in the classroom, Lu Changming felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him.

He raised his hand and tapped on the podium.

"Look at me!"

"During class, you either skip lessons or sleep; not a single one of you pays attention. You might even think my lectures are ruining your classes!"

"Is it better now?"

"You can't even understand what's going on!"

A murmur immediately arose from below.

"Learning this stuff won't help me pick up girls..."

"Learning this won't help me negotiate with the gods."

"I had studied it beforehand, but I forgot it later."

"I haven't forgotten, I'm just too lazy to listen to it a second time."