Free Web NovelChapter 168: Chapter 143: A Surprising Appearance of Silver (2)
Martial Artists who earned a rank, from S-Class to D-Class, would all receive resource packages corresponding to their placement. Of course, the specific aid differed from school to school; it all depended on which one they chose to apply to.
The remaining martial arts candidates from across the country would then face a fierce battle in the college entrance exams, fighting tooth and nail for a spot in their dream universities.
Previously, Yu Fei had understood that the Seven Greats would accept martial arts students who passed four or more stages. In reality, this rule only applied to the ordinary students who took the college entrance exams after the three screening rounds.
These candidates, upon entering one of the Seven Greats, would only receive basic educational resources and no additional support packages.
Jian Dalong from last year was a perfect example.
This special admissions system meant that unless a Martial Artist’s strength and talent reached a certain level, they would remain completely unaware of these details. In a small county town like his, it was difficult enough for someone to gain regular admission to one of the Seven Greats, to say nothing of a Celestial Pride Martial Artist.
After so many layers of screening, ninety-nine percent of the most outstanding students were all accepted into the Seven Greats. In a world where power is everything, the Seven Greats, by monopolizing the best new talent, have always stood at the apex of martial might. This has made their position unshakeable.
Yu Fei took a private car to the municipal airport, then a direct flight to Mingxiao City in Changzhou Province. The moment he stepped out of the airport, he saw a giant LED screen, which was looping the message: "The 838th Celestial Pride Positioning Competition Awaits Your Challenge!"
’So tacky.’
Parked nearby were numerous fierce-looking armored vehicles, with several hundred powerful Warriors armed with blades and rifles standing guard. A throng of civilians was gathered around, taking pictures.
Yu Fei downed the energy drink in his hand and tossed the bottle into a trash can.
’Reversing Destiny Vision! Open!’
His vision filled with the brilliant glow of countless multi-colored gems. Orange and red intertwined, dotted with specks of blue and purple, while occasional silver streams of light flashed by.
’This is the result I was waiting for. This is why I was so reluctant to copy Ye Feng’s talent.’
Yu Fei gazed at the nine overlapping layers of blue light on the Reversing Destiny Orb, his heart blazing with excitement. It had been worth it to suppress his impulses and wait for so long.
Pulling his suitcase, he strode toward the registration desk.
"Name?"
"Yu Fei!"
"Let’s see..."
The purple-haired punk in front of him wore his military uniform askew, his feet propped up on the registration desk. He beckoned with one hand, and a roster flew into his grasp.
His finger slid rapidly down the roster. He flipped a page. Nothing. Growing impatient, he flipped through several more pages before finally finding Yu Fei’s name.
He sneered in disdain. "Well, look at this. Registered rank 612. What a piece of trash. Tsk, tsk."
"Fill this out!" He tossed a form, and it fluttered to the floor.
Yu Fei looked up at the arrogant punk. Through his vision, a silver gem hovering over the guy’s head radiated a crystalline light.
’I really want to beat this bastard to death. In more ways than one.’
"What are you looking at? You want a piece of me? Heh. Plenty of people want to kick my ass, but who’s ever succeeded? Come on, come on! I’ll fight you with one hand behind my back. Let you feel the sting of a Gang Qi Master! Hahaha!"
The guy burst out laughing, his arrogance on full display, and no one bothered to intervene.
Yu Fei calmly watched the purple-haired punk, then suddenly asked, "What’s your name?"
"Oh-ho?"
The guy immediately stood up, his expression one of keen interest.
"Listen up. The name’s Yu Wen Baji. Come on, let’s have a go. I’ll even spot you ten moves!"
Yu Fei didn’t make any sudden moves. He just said calmly, "One day, I’ll come looking for you. But not now. And when that time comes, you won’t need to hold back or spot me any moves. If I win, you just have to get a buzz cut and dye your hair black."
Yu Wen Baji planted his hands on his hips and burst out laughing.
"Interesting. This is fucking interesting. I’ll be waiting. If you lose, you have to dye your hair green and get it styled just like mine. Here, add my number. And don’t take too long. Five years... no, I’ll give you ten. If you don’t have the guts to show, I’ll personally come and do your hair for you. Hahaha..."
Yu Fei replied steadily, "Let’s just make it five years. Ten is too long." His voice was filled with a confidence that suggested it would be an easy task.
Yu Wen Baji’s laughter died in his throat. Even the bespectacled man beside him, who had been staring down at his game the entire time, couldn’t help but look up at Yu Fei.
A strong sense of interest in Yu Fei suddenly sparked within Yu Wen Baji. He gave an appreciative thumbs-up.
"Badass! You’re the most badass rookie I’ve seen all day, bar none. Not even those punks who’ve just developed their Inner Qi have got balls like you!"
With that, he bent down, picked the form up off the floor, and handed it to Yu Fei.
"Don’t you go disappointing me now!"
Yu Fei ignored him, leaned over the desk, and quickly filled out the form. "Just you wait," he said. "A buzz cut will definitely look better on you than this mess."
"Heh. Not bad, kid. Not bad at all." A dangerous glint flashed in Yu Wen Baji’s eyes. If he hadn’t just agreed to the five-year pact, he would have loved nothing more than to kick this little pipsqueak into a ditch.
The man with the glasses tore his eyes from his game again. He looked at Yu Fei and said quickly, "You’re assigned to transport 126. It’s the seventh vehicle in the rear, to the right. Go find it yourself." He was already staring back at his phone screen before he’d even finished speaking.
Yu Fei offered a word of thanks, then walked away, pulling his suitcase behind him.
He heard an indignant, sputtering voice coming from behind him.
"Hey, Four-Eyes! Do I get no respect these days? Some piece-of-crap second-realm rookie actually thinks he can take me on? I’m a Gang Qi Master! Is he blind? Even I wasn’t that arrogant back in my day! Hey! Say something! Are you just going to stare at that stupid game of yours...?"
The man with the glasses replied without looking up, "Calm down, Xiaoji. In five years, you can just find a permanent, non-fading, deep-penetrating green dye for him. Wouldn’t that be the perfect way to get even? I seem to recall the wildbeast farms over in the Cyan Field borderlands have something just like that."
