When I first entered high school, the system insisted that I was destined to be an emperor in my lat

Su Qianqian rolled her eyes dismissively, deliberately puffing out her impressive chest.

"What, you're still not happy about me being your sister-in-law?"

As the old saying goes, "It's easy for a woman to pursue a man."

"What if your brother likes my type?"

"With a physique like mine, what virile young man could resist me!"

Shen Weilan subconsciously glanced at Su Qianqian's almost overflowing magnificence, then looked down at her own well-proportioned but obviously less impressive bust.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.

Just then, Qian Zhen, the director of teaching affairs, clapped his hands.

"Quiet down!"

"Let me give you a grand introduction!"

"This is your new martial arts combat instructor, Mr. Li Qingshan, starting today!"

"Professor Li is a top-level instructor at Linchuan Martial Arts University!"

"The university president himself invited him to give you guidance for your college entrance exam preparation!"

"Let's give them a round of applause!"

These words were spoken.

The elite class caused an instant sensation!

A top-level professor at Linchuan Wuhan University?!

This is a real big shot!

With personal guidance from mentors of this caliber, their practical performance will definitely see a qualitative leap!

Qian Zhen changed the subject, pointing to Jiang Feng on the other side and continuing, "Also, this is classmate Jiang Feng."

"From today onwards, he has officially transferred from Class 4 to our Class 1 and become a member of the elite class."

"I hope we can all help each other and make progress together in the future!"

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The entire training hall was deathly silent.

No one applauded, and no one cheered.

Clearly, apart from Shen Weilan, almost everyone rejected this transfer student who had been promoted from the worst class.

In their view, it's fine if the genius is someone who transferred from No. 1 or No. 2 Middle School.

How did a poor student from Class 4 get into the elite class?

The scene was very embarrassing.

Seeing this, the homeroom teacher, Zhou Ming, quickly stepped in with a dry laugh to smooth things over: "Hehe, alright, let's welcome our new classmate with warm eyes."

"Now, let's hand the class over to Professor Li!"

After saying that, Zhou Ming and Qian Zhen tactfully left the training hall.

Li Qingshan stepped forward with a calm expression and nodded slightly to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng understood, walked straight to the line and stood still, calmly surveying the expensive instruments around him.

It must be said that the elite class has a truly top-notch configuration.

It not only has a simulated gravity chamber and a neuronal response training machine, but also a special instrument for testing qi and blood.

The equipment here is even more advanced and complete than the Tiger Martial Arts Hall downstairs in the neighborhood!

The more than 30 students in this venue of over 1,000 square meters did not feel crowded at all; in fact, it felt rather spacious.

Li Qingshan's sharp gaze slowly swept across the entire room.

There were no formalities typical of a newly appointed official, nor any words of encouragement.

With a cold face, his first words were like a bucket of ice water poured over the heads of these self-important, privileged individuals.

"I had already thoroughly investigated the background of No. 3 Middle School before I came here."

"To be honest, I was extremely reluctant to teach at a school like yours!"

Why?

"Because the worst students I taught at Linchuan Martial Arts University were at the late stage of the First Rank, and most of them were elites at the Second Rank Bone Tempering Realm!"

"And what about you?!"

"Look at the state you've become!"

"Out of more than thirty people, a considerable number of them don't even meet the minimum qualification for a quasi-martial artist!"

"The entire class only has a mere seven people, not even a first-rank martial artist!"

"In my eyes, your so-called elite class is utterly appalling! Completely hopeless!"

These words were spoken.

The faces of all the students in the room turned extremely ugly.

Many students who were initially overjoyed now felt as if they had been slapped hard in the face, and lowered their heads in shame.

But many more, such as Wu Gang and Gao Caisheng, who had already been admitted to the rank of genius, raised their heads angrily, clenched their fists tightly, and their eyes were full of resentment and dissatisfaction!

They are the pride of No. 3 Middle School!

He's always been a popular figure at school, always getting the upper hand. When has he ever suffered such humiliation?!

Seeing their defiant looks, Li Qingshan snorted coldly, continuing to sting their pride.

"What? Do you feel wronged? Do you think I was too harsh?"

"Let's go check out the elite class at the neighboring No. 1 High School!"

"Their entire group of thirty-six people has already broken through to become first-grade martial artists!"

"Among them are even monsters of the first rank, eight stars, and nine stars, and some who have already stepped into the second rank of the Bone Tempering Realm!"

"Let's go check out No. 2 Middle School! They've even produced a prodigy with a second-grade, five-star ranking!"

"Their goal is the stars and the sea, the top 985 universities in China, or even Tsinghua, Peking University, and Wuhan University!"

"And what about you?!"

"You so-called elites from the top three schools, you spend your parents' hard-earned money here every day and feel smug about it."

"What are your goals? Just to get into some worthless second-tier university like Wuhan University and coast through life?!"

"There are only three months left until the college entrance examination!"

"With your current weak foundation, I dare say that 80% of your class won't even get a foothold in Linchuan Martial Arts University!"

"I really don't understand where that inexplicable sense of superiority you were just displaying came from?!"

He was verbally abused by a teacher who pointed his finger at him.

The students present were trembling with anger, yet unable to argue back.

At this moment, Wu Gang, who had always been proud and arrogant, finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He suddenly took a step forward and retorted loudly, "Teacher Li! I think what you said is unfair!"

"Our No. 3 Middle School has always had a weak foundation, with consistently poor college entrance examination pass rates, which means the school can't secure any good resources from the Education Bureau!"

"The monthly quota of Qi and Blood Activating Medicine we receive is worlds apart from that of students at No. 1 and No. 2 Middle Schools!"

"It's not that we didn't work hard enough, it's that the school is too poor and the resources it provides are too inadequate!"

"That's the real reason we've fallen behind them!"

Upon hearing this, many students present immediately felt like they had found an outlet for their emotions and began to chime in with their comments.

They complained bitterly about the unfair treatment at the school and the scarcity of cultivation resources.

It seems that as long as they are given enough medicine, they too can become geniuses at Tsinghua, Peking University, and Wuhan University.

however.

Hearing these ridiculous excuses, Li Qingshan became furious.

"Bang!!!"

He slammed his palm on the table, unleashing a burst of third-grade internal energy that shattered the table into pieces!

All the discussion fell silent abruptly!

"You dare mention resources to me?!"

Li Qingshan's eyes widened as he pointed at the priceless equipment around him, roaring like thunder, "Open your dog eyes and look at these facilities around you!"

"Holographic simulation chamber, miniature array device, gravity chamber..."

"Which machine doesn't cost at least a million to manufacture?"

"How much would all this equipment on this entire floor cost?!"

"Ask yourselves honestly, how many of you have truly made good use of these machines?!"

"The path of martial arts is inherently defying the heavens!"

"If you don't even have an unbreakable heart for seeking the truth, and all you know how to do is complain about your external environment, what makes you think you can become powerful martial artists?!"

"If you drink high-grade Qi and Blood tonics like water every day, will you be able to break through any bottlenecks without any obstacles?"

"idiot!"

He took a deep breath and coldly swept his gaze over the group of greenhouse flowers.

"You keep saying that the elite class has poor treatment."

"Alright! Then you guys go check out the regular classes!"

"What do they have? They have nothing but a dilapidated classroom!"

"Jiang Feng, the student you were looking down on, came from that resourceless, trashy class you were talking about!"

"As far as I know, his parents are ordinary workers, and their family is not even as well-off as half of the people present!"

"But he didn't complain about fate, nor did he ask for resources!"

"While you were still struggling to break through to the first rank, he relied on his willpower and arduous training!"

Li Qingshan's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, booming like thunder throughout the venue.

"I've reached the second-grade Bone Tempering Realm!!!"

"You bunch of good-for-nothings, who dares to say they can compare to him?!"

Dead silence.

The entire room fell into dead silence.

The anger on Wu Gang's face froze.

The high-achieving student's mouth was agape.

Su Qianqian covered her red lips in shock.

Even Shen Weilan showed a look of surprise.

More than thirty pairs of eyes, filled with horror, shock, and even disbelief as if they were looking at a monster, all turned to look at the boy.

Second rank?!

Jiang Feng, whom they considered a waste... actually cultivated to the second-grade Bone Tempering Realm?!

How is this possible?!