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A tall, imposing man with a resolute face slowly stood up. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, seemingly able to see into people's hearts. In a deep and authoritative tone, he asked, "I heard that you, on behalf of Wu Hongdao, the mayor of Zhenhai City, personally wiped out the wicked and tyrannical Shao family?"

These words resounded like a thunderclap within the freshman registration area, as if the surrounding air had frozen. All eyes instantly focused on Ye Chu, the handsome young man sitting by the window, dressed in a simple blue robe, his eyes revealing both untamed spirit and composure.

Ye Chu moved with elegance and composure, like a bamboo leaf swaying in the wind, light yet resilient. He slowly raised his head, his gaze meeting that of the tall man, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if he were recounting a trivial matter: "Indeed, it is true." His voice was clear and calm, yet contained a formidable power that compelled one to believe him.

Just as everyone was still captivated by Ye Chu's extraordinary aura, the plot suddenly took a dramatic turn. The tall man strode forward, firmly grasping Ye Chu's seemingly ordinary yet world-shaking hands, his eyes gleaming with barely suppressed excitement and admiration: "Ye Chu, Shanghai Martial Arts University warmly welcomes you! Your strength and courage are exactly what we've been longing for!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere at the freshman registration point instantly reached a fever pitch. Those around Ye Chu, who had only happened to sit at the same table with this mysterious young man, were now all dumbfounded, staring at Ye Chu in disbelief. It turned out that this seemingly ordinary young man was actually the hero who had left behind countless legends in the martial arts world, single-handedly overthrowing the Shao family's tyranny and shaking the entire Zhenhai City—Ye Chu!

The news spread like wildfire throughout the new student registration area, each word like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. People cast gazes filled with a mixture of awe and curiosity, trying to glean more secrets about this legendary figure from Ye Chu's composed face. Ye Chu, however, remained calm and composed, as if all the praise and amazement were merely fleeting clouds to him; his gaze had already been set on a more distant and unknown journey.

A young girl, like the most radiant flower in spring, moved with light and graceful steps. Her eyes seemed to hold the stars and the sea, sparkling with a captivating light.

She ran joyfully to Ye Chu's side, bringing with her a refreshing breeze. A warm yet slightly mischievous smile appeared on her lips, like the first ray of sunlight piercing through the clouds at dawn, warm but not dazzling.

"Hi, my name is Xiao Ran, and I'm the new senior! If you ever need anything at school, whether it's finding hidden food maps or solving those headache-inducing academic problems, you can come to me, your 'know-it-all' older sister, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied!" Her voice was clear and melodious, like a babbling mountain stream, making people unconsciously want to get closer and listen more.

The senior student in charge of new student registration, standing to the side, shook her head helplessly, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips, seemingly accustomed to such scenes. She coughed lightly, interrupting Xiao Ran's enthusiastic speech, and said in a tone that was both gentle and authoritative:

"Alright, Xiao Ran, stop fooling around. Ye Chu, welcome to our college. This is a temple of knowledge, and also the place where dreams take flight. Let me register your information first."

The senior student's fingers flew across the keyboard, like playing a smooth melody, and she quickly completed Ye Chu's information entry. Afterwards, she took out a beautifully designed and high-quality student card, as well as several credentials representing different levels of access, from the drawer and handed them to Ye Chu one by one.

"This is your student card. It's not only a symbol of your identity but also functions as a bank card, making it convenient for various transactions both on and off campus. Furthermore, given your outstanding performance before enrollment, the college has decided to classify you as a first-class student. This means you will enjoy a monthly stipend of 500,000 yen, as well as a range of privileged services. We hope you will fully demonstrate your talents in your upcoming studies and not disappoint the college's expectations."

The senior's words were both encouraging and expectant, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation for Ye Chu's boundless future.

Ye Chu accepted the documents, nodding slightly. His eyes were firm and profound, as if he had already envisioned a magnificent future in his mind. At that moment, sunlight filtered through the leaves, bathing him in a golden glow, as if foreshadowing the beginning of an extraordinary journey.

Everything around seemed to stand still, and a subtle yet tense atmosphere permeated the air, as if everyone was witnessing the beginning of a new era.

Xiao Ran, meanwhile, blinked her starry eyes, filled with boundless curiosity and anticipation for Ye Chu's future. She secretly vowed that no matter what, she would become Ye Chu's strongest support in this unfamiliar world.

His heart felt like a thousand wild horses galloping, yet a sudden thought forcibly reined them in. At that moment, he had no time to notice the senior student beside him, whose eyes flickered with subtle emotions. Each gentle gaze from her was like the softest spring breeze, lightly brushing across his heart's lake, yet failing to stir even the slightest ripple. For, behind this seemingly tranquil campus, hidden undercurrents surged.

Just as Ye Chu's thoughts were drifting between reality and fantasy, a sound so faint it was almost swallowed by the evening breeze, like a glimmer of cold light in the dark night, suddenly shattered the surrounding tranquility—"Target spotted!" These four words, though as light as a mosquito's buzz, exploded in Ye Chu's ears like thunder, instantly pulling him back to reality from his chaotic thoughts.

Ye Chu's eyes turned icy cold in that instant. With an almost instinctive alertness, he quickly scanned his surroundings. Beneath the dappled shadows of the trees, a young man was trying to blend into the surrounding darkness. Although his movements were cautious, under Ye Chu's hawk-like, sharp gaze, it was nothing more than burying his head in the sand. The young man's body trembled slightly, clearly sensing Ye Chu's penetrating gaze. He instinctively turned around, attempting to use the more complex background as cover to escape this invisible lock.

"Hmph, who the target is is still uncertain." Ye Chu's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile that contained both contempt for the unknown challenge and confidence in his own strength.

As Ye Chu's free and resolute figure slowly turned around and walked away from the noisy crowd, the surrounding air seemed to freeze with his steps, leaving behind a sense of astonishment and confusion. The senior student who had previously shown Ye Chu boundless enthusiasm and admiration now had her smile vanish like morning mist, replaced by an undisguised anger and resentment.

Her gaze was fixed on Ye Chu's receding figure. Her eyes, which usually sparkled with lively light, were now like the surface of a lake touched by a cold wind, rippling with waves.

"That kid's really arrogant!"

The senior student's tone carried a hint of resentment and helplessness, as if she felt both angry and curious about Ye Chu's unintentional indifference. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to draw the attention of several students who were whispering nearby.

"Of course! Have you heard? For three nights in a row, this guy has been like a war god returning from hell, engaging in a life-or-death duel with the behemoth that is the Shao family."

A boy lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with excitement and awe, as if he had witnessed the breathtaking scene firsthand. His tone was filled with recognition of Ye Chu's strength and a thirst for unknown challenges.

"Killing three formidable martial artists in one night—how could that not be impressive?"

Another boy chimed in, his voice trembling slightly, clearly deeply impressed by Ye Chu's achievements. His eyes held both awe for Ye Chu and a flicker of eager anticipation, as if he dreamed of one day competing against such a formidable opponent.

At this moment, a burly man with a resolute face spoke up. His eyes flashed with a challenging light, but then dimmed, clearly indicating that he had struggled internally. "I do want to challenge him, but... I know I am no match for him." The man's words revealed a rare humility and self-awareness, which inspired respect in everyone.

Just as everyone was immersed in Ye Chu's legendary story, an even more explosive piece of news exploded like a thunderclap from a clear sky. "Have you heard? The student council president has spoken up and is going to give this newly popular figure, Ye Chu, a taste of his own medicine!" This news was like a cold wind, instantly dispelling the warmth in the crowd and casting a shadow over everyone's hearts.

Upon hearing this, a sly glint flashed in the senior's eyes. Her large eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky, sparkled with anticipation and excitement. "Now, this is going to be quite a show!" Her voice carried a barely perceptible excitement, as if she had already foreseen the fierce battle that was about to unfold, and she herself would be an indispensable part of this storm.

As the senior student finished speaking, the atmosphere around them became even more tense and subtle. Everyone was silently calculating in their hearts how this storm caused by Ye Chu would end.

Ye Chu, with his seemingly cold and aloof figure, is walking step by step toward the unknown future. Every step he takes seems to be a silent declaration—he is never afraid of challenges and glory.

……

In the bustling and ancient city of Shanghai, there is a university called Shanghai Martial Arts University. It is not only an educational institution, but also a spiritual symbol of the city, occupying a vast area of ​​almost half of the city.

Amidst towering buildings, martial arts halls and training grounds are scattered in an orderly fashion, every brick and tile revealing the resilience and indomitable spirit of martial artists. As night falls and neon lights illuminate the scene, the Shanghai Martial Arts University appears even more mysterious, attracting countless young students with dreams of martial arts.

Ye Chu, a freshman who had just stepped onto this sacred land, walked out of the dormitory building, filled with curiosity and longing for the unknown world. The moonlight shone brightly on his slightly immature yet resolute face. His eyes sparkled with an endless yearning for martial arts, as if he were ready to meet any challenge.

He had only taken a few steps when a series of hurried footsteps and faint groans shattered the stillness of the night. Ye Chu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure staggering not far away. In the moonlight, the figure's face was bruised and swollen, looking particularly pitiful. It was a boy about his age, disheveled, his eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Chu quickly stepped forward, her tone filled with concern and confusion.

The boy looked up, saw Ye Chu, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then dimmed. "They're from the student council," he said in a low voice, as if each word carried unspeakable pain. "They said they wanted to teach the freshmen a lesson and teach us the rules here." After saying that, he shook his head helplessly, as if he were admonishing Ye Chu, or perhaps expressing his own helplessness.

"If you're a freshman at Shanghai Martial Arts University, you'd better hide," the boy added, his words full of well-intentioned advice, but also revealing his fear of the student council's power.

However, upon hearing this, Ye Chu showed no sign of backing down. On the contrary, his gaze hardened, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips. In this land where martial arts reign supreme, he was already prepared to face any test. "I'll see just how powerful this student council really is." Ye Chu's words were filled with unwavering determination, like a wild horse about to break free, ready to gallop freely on the path of martial arts.

Having said that, Ye Chu didn't linger. His figure flashed, like a gentle breeze, rushing towards the student council's location. In the night, his silhouette appeared exceptionally lonely yet resolute, each step revealing his unwavering dedication and pursuit of martial arts. In his heart, a voice echoed—no matter what lies ahead, whether thorns cover the path or storms rage, he would forge ahead without hesitation, using his own hands to write his own legend in the world of martial arts.

That night, the events at Shanghai Martial Arts University were quietly stirred up by Ye Chu's intrusion.

boom!

With a deep, resounding roar, the air seemed to be torn apart by the force. Dust and debris were instantly stirred up, swirling wildly in the air like withered leaves in a storm.

A figure, caught off guard by the sudden impact, was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, traversing a distance of dozens of meters before crashing heavily onto the cold, hard ground in an extremely undignified manner, creating rings of fine cracks.

"This is hilarious. This is the first place winner of the Beihang University Martial Arts Competition? It's ridiculously weak."

A deep, mocking voice echoed through the empty arena, like a sharp knife cutting through every inch of space. The speaker was a man with a physique as robust as a bear. He stood as straight as a pine tree, his muscles outlined in a shocking shape beneath his tight-fitting combat suit, each one seemingly containing boundless power.

His eyes were full of disdain, and a contemptuous smile curled at the corner of his mouth, as if everything before him was nothing more than an insignificant game.

Beside him stood several equally imposing figures, their gazes sharp as lightning, seemingly able to pierce through the heart. Their auras were powerful, and visible rings of qi surrounded them, like surging tides, inspiring awe in all who beheld them.

This aura is a symbol of their profound cultivation and the foundation upon which they stand in this martial arts arena.

At this moment, a woman in a light-colored long dress walked forward slowly with a smile on her face. Her voice was soft but carried a hint of cunning: "Brother Tiger, you are too strong! In this Shanghai Martial Arts University, I'm afraid no one can match your style." Her eyes showed both admiration for the man called "Brother Tiger" and a subtle, complex emotion.

"Just hand over your student ID, why make things difficult for yourself?"

Tiger chuckled, his tone carrying an undeniable air of dominance. His outstretched hand, like a giant eagle's claw, was poised to seize its prey. The atmosphere around them became incredibly tense, as if the air itself had frozen. A contest of honor and dignity was quietly beginning.

The young man who had been knocked down, though in pain all over, still had a glimmer of light in his eyes. He struggled to get up, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, a testament to his unyielding spirit.

At Shanghai Martial Arts University, it is a world of the strong, a place where strength is revered and glory is forged through sweat. The sky is clear, and sunlight filters through sparse clouds, illuminating the vast campus. Every ray of light seems to tell the story of the past glories of heroes.

In order to further inspire students' dedication and love for martial arts on this challenging land, the school has established a unique and cruel rule: allowing senior students to compete with freshmen in martial arts and snatch their student cards when they first enter the school.

This is not only a test of the freshmen's abilities, but also a test of the senior students' leadership and combat skills. This tradition has almost become a tacit ritual, deeply imprinted in the hearts of every student at Shanghai Martial Arts University.

At this moment, it was unusually quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze.

The students around him all had solemn expressions, but as the strongest in their respective groups, they all possessed a certain arrogance.

But the senior in front of him was far too powerful.