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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nAfter signing, Andrew returned the card to the girl.

nThe girl took a look and immediately jumped up in joy.

nShe hugged the card tightly to her chest and shouted, “I got Grandmaster Thunderblade’s autograph! That’s great!”

nOriginally, Andrew wanted to keep a low profile. Otherwise, many people would come to him for autographs in the future.

nHowever, when this girl shouted, everyone around knew.

n“Grandmaster Thunderblade gave her an autograph! I want it too!”

n“Hurry up, hurry up! Who has a pen? Lend it to me!”

nThe surrounding boys and girls became restless.

nAndrew was not only an idol for these girls but also for the boys.

nAn eighteen-year-old martial arts grandmaster, which boy wouldn’t be envious?

nThe surrounding boys all surrounded him, wanting to ask Andrew for an autograph.

nAndrew was surrounded by the crowd, and he couldn’t even watch Annie’s match properly.

nWhoosh!

nAndrew’s speed was very fast.

nThe surrounding students with lower martial arts realms didn’t even see his movements clearly.

nThe autograph card that the girl had just obtained returned to Andrew’s hand.

nAndrew directly tore the card into pieces.

nIt was already good enough to give you an autograph, but you actually shouted it everywhere.

nAfter Andrew tore it into pieces, he looked at the girl and said coldly, “Get lost.”

nThe girl’s expression was aggrieved.

nBut looking at Grandmaster Thunderblade’s face, she couldn’t say anything.

nVery soon, she left with tears in her eyes.

nThe surrounding students who wanted to get autographs immediately retreated in fear.

nGrandmaster Thunderblade’s temper didn’t seem too good, so it was better to stay far away.

nFrom then on, no matter how bold one was, they wouldn’t dare to come over and ask for autographs.

n…

nThe battle in the arena ended quickly.

nThe other party was also a sophomore student.

nEven Carl wasn’t a match for Annie, let alone these people.

nThis opponent was a boy called Andoine. His strength was at the middle stage of the third-grade realm.

nHe was much weaker than Annie.

nIn less than a minute, he retreated in defeat. Moreover, it was under the premise that Annie didn’t use her divine weapon.

nThe difference in strength was obvious.

nAndoine was much more elegant than Carl, though.

nAfter the battle ended, he bowed to Annie.

n“Annie, I admire you!

n“I, Andoine, rarely admire people my age. I don’t even Carl.

n“He started practicing martial arts when he was five years old, while I only started practicing martial arts when I was eleven. My starting point is much later than his. Furthermore, he has an eighth-grade Golden Body Realm father to tutor him, so his cultivation progress has increased so quickly. It’s only natural that he’s stronger than me.

n“But I admire you very much! When you first entered the university, your strength wasn’t even as good as mine. In two years, you’ve left me far behind.”

nAndoine clenched his fists.

nHe had been crushed in the battle just now. This was a huge blow to him.

n“I, Andoine, will enter the wilderness trial from today onwards. If I don’t advance to the fourth grade, I won’t come back!”

nAfter saying this much, Andoine left.

nAs for Annie, who was standing opposite him, her face was expressionless.

nHer personality was like this. Nothing could arouse her concern.

nThat was why she had the title of “Ice Beauty” at Stanford University.

nIt was precisely because she had a cold attitude towards everything.

nOf course, in front of Andrew, Annie would display her passionate side.

nProfessor Halley nodded and continued, “The next challenger is Brian.”

nA teenager was in the stands, and his expression was ugly.

nHe had never expected that the next opponent would be her.

nBrian smiled bitterly and said, “My strength is too weak, only at the early stage of the third grade. I’m not Andoine’s opponent, let alone Annie.

n“I admit defeat!”

nHalley nodded. “Then, Annie has won three matches in a row. According to the martial arts competition rules, she can choose to rest or continue to challenge.”

n“I choose to rest.” Annie waved her hand and walked down from the stage.

n“Okay, the competition will continue. The next contestant is Bennett, a third-year student.”

nThe audience immediately cried out in surprise.

nIt was obvious that this Bennett was also one of the influential people on campus.

nA man with a strong build stood up. He carried a large knife on his back and stepped onto the stage with heavy steps.

nMiddle stage of the fifth grade…

nAndrew smiled.

nThis person seemed a little interesting.

n“Our university has a fighting club, and he is the president there,” Annie explained beside Andrew.

n“He is a battle maniac. In our university, anyone who has reached the fourth grade has fought with him before, including those fourth-year sixth-grade martial artists and a few instructors.

n“This guy is very strong! Other than those seniors of the sixth grade, no one is his match.”

nAs expected, there was no sound at all.

nEveryone knew that they were no match for Bennett, who was at the middle stage of the fifth grade.

nThis included Annie, who stood by Andrew’s side. Her eyes were filled with a fervent desire to fight.

nShe longed to fight against a strong opponent, but Annie also knew that she still had some ways to go against Bennett.

nAndrew sighed.

nThat was it?

nHe was really not interested in this martial arts competition.

nAndrew took out his phone and started browsing houses for sale. He was more concerned about finding a house.

n“Sister, do you know which house is better nearby?”

nAnnie thought for a moment and said, “There seems to be a house called…”

nBefore Annie could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Halley’s voice.

n“The ten seconds are up. If no one challenges you, then pick your opponent.”

nOn the computer next to him, the names started to change rapidly.

nFinally, they stopped on a name.

nHalley’s eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, “Andrew?”

n“Huh?”

nAndrew, who was searching for a house, raised his head, his face full of confusion.

nHe actually picked me?

nClayton, this guy, signed him up for the martial arts competition, but so what?

nAndrew thought to himself, Can’t I surrender?

nJust as Andrew was about to open his mouth, Bennett raised his hand and said, “I admit defeat. I’m no match for Grandmaster Thunderblade.”

nAlthough he was a battle maniac, he was still able to gauge his own strength.

nGrandmaster Thunderblade was able to suppress Carl to the point that he couldn’t get up.

nAlthough Bennett was much stronger than Carl, he knew very well that he was no match for Andrew.

nPerhaps Grandmaster Thunderblade would defeat him without even moving.

n“I…”

nAndrew was speechless.

nHe was just about to say that he admitted defeat, but Bennett beat him to it.

nWas it so difficult to admit defeat?

nThis Bennett looked tall and sturdy. Why was he so cowardly?

nSigh…

nAndrew sighed. He had only shouted “Admit defeat” one step too late, but in the end, he won.

nNo one would believe it.

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