Early morning, the back-to-school atmosphere at Quang Binh First High School was exceptionally bustling.
Ending the long winter break, the students seemed as though they had yet to settle back into their old routines.
As class time approached, there was no shortage of people hurriedly sprinting toward the school, turning the road leading to First High School chaotic and lively.
…..
Amidst the rushing crowd and the wildly honking school buses, a powerful, tearing screech suddenly echoed across the sky.
A crimson flash named AETHERIS tore through the airspace, showing no intention of landing from afar but swooping directly over the school gates.
Only when it reached the mid-air faculty parking area, less than ten meters above the ground, did the spiritual power propulsion system activate.
It created a strong gust of wind that blew back the surrounding crowd, and then, as gently as a falling leaf, the super flying car touched down.
The swan-wing doors slowly rose.
Vuong Minh, clad in a crisp uniform, stepped out.
His demeanor was as effortless and elegant as a divine lord descending from the heavens.
The calm, restrained, yet inherently noble aura immediately pinned hundreds of gazes to the spot.
Quang Binh First High School, your God has returned – A certain Young Master silently smirked, unleashing a silent line of chuunibyou.
…..
Such a stylish entrance naturally sparked heated discussions across the whole school.
“Holy shit!
An AETHERIS, and he’s wearing a student uniform!
Since when did our school have such a badass figure?”
“Damn it, is your internet at home cut off?
Haven’t you been on the school forum these past few days?
You don’t know that car belongs to Young Master Vuong?”
“Vuong Minh?
Gay Minh?
His family is that rich?
Even more overbearing than Playboy Hieu?”
“Motherf*cker, you should just go back to living in the mountains.
It’s a waste that you were born in Quang Binh.”
Countless noisy discussions rang out.
Aside from the two specialized martial arts classes, Quang Binh First High School had many regular classes that taught a balanced curriculum.
Because of the different social circles, it was perfectly understandable that many people didn’t know much about Vuong Minh.
Vuong Minh wouldn’t stoop to care about what they were saying behind his back.
Coolly and confidently, he carried his backpack and strode towards Martial Arts Class 1.
…..
As soon as he entered the classroom, a crowd of students, especially the girls, began swarming around him.
Tran Trung Dung squeezed his way out from the crowd, his slightly dark face flushed red with eager excitement:
“Boss!
You finally showed up!
We were all just talking about you.
That battle over in the provincial capital was played so beautifully.
You beat Hoang Gia Bao until he doubted life itself!”
“Hehe, exactly, idol!
I didn’t expect your Mecha combat skills to be so amazing.
How come we never saw you show off before?”
Vuong Minh gave a slight nod in greeting to his friends.
His warm smile swept across the room, harvesting countless points of faith and admiration before he graciously winked at a few little fairies and replied:
“Because you guys never invited me when you went to the arcade, how can you blame me now?
Besides, winning that day was also a stroke of luck; the opponent encountered a counter-terrain.
If we fought another match, it wouldn’t be such an easy win.”
“Not easy, but you’d still win, right?
Idol, you’re so amazing.
You’re my idol now, I’ve already subscribed to your channel.” – A playful little fairy smiled, bringing up her SkyWeb account to show Vuong Minh that she had hit the follow button, making Young Master Vuong feel even more fond of her.
“Thank you, beautiful Tuong Vi!”
“Hehehe, you’re welcome.
Idol, let’s take a picture together.
Later when you become famous, I’ll have something to brag about to my friends.”
Seeing Vuong Minh exceptionally approachable and friendly today, the group of girls grew even bolder, eagerly closing in to ask for photos and casually taking advantage of the physical proximity.
Vuong Minh refused no one, satisfying all of their requests and making the classroom atmosphere even more raucous.
…..
Right at this moment, a hearty laugh rang out:
“Haha, Vuong Minh!
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Outside the door, their homeroom teacher, Ly Manh Hung, walked in with a beaming smile.
He didn’t shoo the other students away but very affectionately joined in with everyone, walking up to Vuong Minh and patting his shoulder:
“Kid, impressive!
Just a few days into winter break and you’ve consistently given us huge news.
It looks like our class is guaranteed a spot in the Top Ten Academies this year.”
As he spoke, Ly Manh Hung was secretly thrilled.
The Ministry of Education and the school heavily favored martial arts geniuses.
If his class produced a genius, this year’s bonus and allowance would be a massive sum, enough for him to puff out his chest in front of his wife and kids and proudly act as the breadwinner.
No one else had any objections either; they all firmly believed Vuong Minh passing the entrance exams was a sure thing.
Class President Tran Dieu Linh, her eyes carrying a strange light as she continuously looked at Vuong Minh, uncharacteristically joked:
“Vuong Minh, one happy event after another.
To celebrate taking an advance ticket to Victoria Academy, shouldn’t you treat the whole class to milk tea?”
“Haha, Class President, don’t jinx it.
Nothing is set in stone yet, so everyone shouldn’t exaggerate.
Be careful, walls have ears; if this reaches the admissions council, it’ll create a bad impression.”
Chairman Vuong didn’t have a shred of complacency on his face, reminding everyone with utter clarity, but then he generously waved his hand:
“But treating everyone to a round of milk tea is not a problem.
Dung, Bao Han, you two order it for me.
See what everyone likes to drink, just pick the most expensive ones, no need to save money on my behalf.”
“Hooray!”
“Bao Han, I want one with extra spirit fruits, get the largest size.”
“Me too, I want extra spirit fruits as well!”
With Young Master Vuong’s superpower of wealth paving the way, the class atmosphere became even more lively.
When the classmates looked at Vuong Minh, they felt less distance and a lot more admiration and friendliness.
Ly Manh Hung naturally had no reason to stop this; on the contrary, he very gregariously followed along and picked out a cup of milk tea for himself.
Having worked as a teacher in charge of these rich kids for many years, he had long practiced the art of blending in flawlessly and knowing how to happily coexist with them.
As for class time, what does a few minutes early or late matter anyway?
…..
Right at that moment, Ngo Chinh Nghia – Principal of Quang Binh First High School, walked in with the majestic stride of a dragon and tiger.
“Principal!” “Principal!”
This was a big shot at the Late Stage of the Spirit Channeling Realm; they couldn’t afford to provoke him for the time being.
The little friends instinctively lowered their volume by several notches and obediently filed back to their seats.
Ngo Chinh Nghia nodded slightly and stepped in front of Vuong Minh, his eyes making no effort to hide his appreciation:
“You look well!
I’ve heard about your achievements in the provincial capital.
Tomorrow, our school will have an exchange event with Tai Viet Private School.
Little Minh, you will represent our martial arts department and spar with their Lam Phong.
No problem, right?”
The whole class’s eyes lit up as they looked at Vuong Minh.
He didn’t hesitate for even a second; with confident eyes, he smiled and nodded:
“Rest assured, Principal!
I won’t let you or our First High School lose face.”
“Haha, good!
Teacher Hung, Martial Arts Class 1 will temporarily change its schedule today.
Go to the Spirit Channeling room over there and cultivate; you must guarantee that Vuong Minh is in his best condition.”
“Understood, rest assured, Principal!”
Ngo Chinh Nghia was busy with thousands of tasks and wouldn’t stay long.
He simply gave a few instructions and immediately left, leaving Martial Arts Class 1 to get bustling all over again.
…..
Of course, there was no shortage of people taking advantage of the opportunity to quickly spread this explosive news outside.
In less than a few minutes, all of Quang Binh First High School as well as other high schools in Quang Binh knew that tomorrow, First High School’s genius, Young Master Vuong, would have a fierce dragon-and-tiger battle with Tai Viet’s genius, Lam Phong, the prodigy granted early admission by the Hidden Dragon Academy.
…..
Meanwhile, in Sai Thanh City.
Still living a life of drunken stupor and gilded dreams in this world of luxury, Playboy Hieu’s mind had not yet forgotten affairs back home.
Therefore, he quickly learned about the upcoming spar between Vuong Minh and Lam Phong.
Hearing that Vuong Minh wasn’t the least bit scared and directly dared to accept the challenge, Playboy Hieu hesitated uncertainly:
“Damn it, Sharp-beak, what do you think that Gay Minh is relying on to dare accept the challenge?
Isn’t he afraid of losing the match and getting points deducted during admissions?”
“This…”
Sharp-beak, acting as the advisor, thought for a moment before replying:
“I think he figures that Lam Phong is primarily focused on formations and his martial skills might just be average, so there’s a real chance to win.
Besides, since Lam Phong has already secured early admission to Hidden Dragon Academy, he has nothing to lose and won’t risk his life fighting to the death. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
Even if he loses, it’s no big deal, right?”
“Hmm, makes sense!”
A top 2 academy and a top 10 academy—even if Vuong Minh miscalculated and lost, it really wouldn’t be anything to lose face over.
Playboy Hieu nodded, but in his heart, he was still not very reconciled.
He immediately took out his phone to draft a message.
Very quickly, a message came back.
It clearly stated Lam Phong’s information and contact method.
He gestured to Sharp-beak and handed him the phone number.
The latter understood in seconds, immediately pinching his throat to change his voice as he called over:
“Who is it?”
“Is this Lam Phong?”
“That’s right, who are you?”
“You don’t need to know who I am.
I’m looking for you because there’s a good deal I want to cooperate with you on.”
The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds before a voice rang out again:
“What cooperation?
Speak.
What do you need done, and how much are you offering?”
Unexpectedly, the genius Lam was so easy to talk to.
Sharp-beak happily looked toward young master Hieu to seek his opinion.
Waiting until the other party raised a single finger, he nodded and continued:
“Tomorrow, your Tai Viet will have an exchange with Quang Binh First High School.
I hope you can strike a bit heavily, best if you severely injure Vuong Minh.
Once it’s done, we can give you ten thousand.”
“SCRAM!
You broke ghosts!”
“Beep…
beep…
beep…”
Hearing the dial tone ringing in the phone, the Hieu – Sharp-beak duo temporarily fell into an awkward silence.
When had Young Master Trinh ever been insulted like this?
Losing immense face, he couldn’t help but glare and scold:
“Didn’t you see this Young Master signaling one hundred thousand?
This Young Master is the dignified heir of the Trinh Family Group; you think I’d go around talking about petty change worth ten thousand Stellar Credits?”
Sharp-beak: …
Not daring to argue back, Sharp-beak continued dialing again, only to find the other side had already blocked him.
…..
Finally, Playboy Hieu had to use his own phone to call:
“Who is it?”
“Lam Phong, right?
I am Trinh Cong Hieu, of the Trinh Family Group.”
“So it’s Young Master Trinh.
What can I do for you?”
On the other end of the line, Lam Phong’s voice was quite a bit warmer, allowing Playboy Hieu to relax slightly.
He got straight to the point:
“I hope Brother Lam can help teach Vuong Minh a lesson tomorrow.
Brother Lam, just name your price.”
Lam Phong considered it for a few seconds before giving a definitive answer:
“To defeat him, 2 Low-grade Spirit Stones.
If you want him severely injured, it’ll cost extra.”
“Farewell!”
Click!
Playboy Hieu didn’t even think before decisively hanging up.
Goddamn it, he didn’t even have enough spirit stones for his own cultivation, and this guy wanted him to take them out to bribe someone else, even opening his lion’s maw to demand a starting price of 2 stones!
Young Master Trinh was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Lam Phong was currently Tai Viet’s prized treasure, meticulously cared for and protected.
His Trinh family was considered somebody in Quang Binh, but facing the financial conglomerates backing the private school system, they would be taught how to behave in minutes.
For the sake of his spirit stones, he could only bitterly leave them to their fate, watching that Minh the Gay deal with the battle himself.
Hope those two just take each other out – Unwilling to part with his money, this was the only way Playboy Hieu could pray.