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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nThe next morning.

nAndrew was pulled out of bed by Annie.

n“Wait, Sis… Just five minutes more!

n“Three minutes!”

nHalf an hour later, Andrew changed into his school uniform with a dark face.

nAfter washing up, he sat at the dining table.

nBreakfast was simple: a glass of milk and two pieces of croissants.

nAndrew ate the bread and said, “Sister, I’ve decided. I want to get into Stanford University.”

n“What?”

nAnnie wondered if she had heard wrong.

nStanford University’s martial arts department was ranked in the top three among all the universities.

nEven a martial arts genius like her from Massachusetts did not have the confidence to get into Stanford University.

nLeaving martial arts aside, even if it was a liberal arts program, with Andrew’s current results, it was no different from dreaming if he wanted to be admitted into Stanford University.

nHowever, Annie did not strike Andrew’s confidence.

n“Good, Brother. As long as you maintain your current fighting spirit, it’s not impossible for you to get into Stanford University’s liberal arts program.”

nAndrew drank the milk in one gulp and said, “No, I want to get into the martial arts program!”

n…

nThe high school students didn’t take a break because of yesterday’s energy storm.

nAs soon as Andrew stepped into the gate of the third high school, he was seen by the dean of the school.

n“Andrew, come here. I have something to discuss with you.”

nA few minutes later, Andrew said with a gloomy face, “Dean, do you mean… the school wants to expel me?”

nThe dean’s name was O’Neill. He was in his forties and had a strong body. He was a first-grade warrior.

nHowever, despite being a first-grade warrior, the years were getting on to him. He would probably be like this for the rest of his life.

n“Andrew, actually, the school doesn’t mean that.”

nO’Neill quickly explained. If this kind of thing that advised students to quit the school was spread out, would any students dare to come here in the future?

n“What we mean is that your academic results aren’t very good, and you don’t have any talent in martial arts either. You might as well quit school now so that you won’t embarrass your sister during the entrance exam.”

nHehe.

nAndrew sneered in his heart.

nEmbarrass my sister?

nAre you sure you’re not afraid of embarrassing the school?

n“What if I’m not willing to quit school?”

nO’Neill’s expression changed at once. “You haven’t passed the exam. According to the regulations, even if you don’t quit school, you’ll still be held back!”

n“Are you sure about that?”

nAndrew regretted not bringing the saber to the school. However, after a quick thought, he didn’t get angry anymore.

nWith his current ability, was he afraid that he wouldn’t be able to get into a university?

n“Oh right, Dean, where is the school principal?”

n“Since you want me to drop out, I need to go to the principal to sign the application.”

nO’Neill thought for a moment and said, “Today is the martial arts mock examination. The leader of the Education Bureau and even the admissions teachers from a few universities are attending the event. They should be in the hall of the experimental building.

n“I just happen to be going there. Follow me.”

nAndrew nodded and followed O’Neill.

nWhen they arrived at the hall of the experimental building, the third-year students of the Martial Arts Training High School No. 3 were all gathered there.

nThe school leaders, the leaders of the Education Bureau, and the university’s admissions teachers were all sitting on the high platform. The students below were in a long line, and the huge hall was very quiet.

nOn the high platform, there were a few special instruments.

nA student took a deep breath and slowly walked forward.

nFirst, he passed through the Qi and blood test instruments. Then, he began to run the 100-meter dash. Finally, he entered a sealed room alone.

nSoon, a teacher shouted, “Grade 12 Class 1, John, Qi and blood 125, speed 11 m

/s, average reaction speed, overall score 83 points.”

nJohn lowered his head and got down from the high platform.

n83 points.

nHe still lacked a little to enter a university’s martial arts department.

nThen, the second student walked up.

nAndrew followed O’Neill to sit in the last row of Class 6. When he heard John’s score, he thought to himself, Speed 11m

/s. If this were on earth, it would be enough to break the world record. But here, it’s just an ordinary result of a high school student.”

nIn this world, the physical fitness of humans had been greatly enhanced.

nNot to mention fighters, even ordinary people could easily break many world records.

nAs for Qi and blood.

nThe Qi and blood value of an ordinary adult was about 100. Once the Qi and blood value reached 150, they were qualified to undergo bone tempering. They could be considered as “Prospective fighters.”

n“Eh?”

n“Andrew?”

nBeside him, a student’s eyes were wide open. He stared at Andrew, sized him up, then said in surprise, “Andrew, why are you here? Wasn’t yesterday…”

nYou were scared silly by the Origin Energy Storm?

nBut he didn’t dare to say the latter part of the sentence.

nAndrew was a piece of trash, but his sister wasn’t. He didn’t want to cause trouble for no reason.

n“Can’t I come?”

nAndrew glanced at him coldly.

nHe had some impression of this classmate. He seemed to be called Jeff.

n“Andrew!”

n“Andrew is here!”

nIn just a split second, a burst of noise came from the line-up of Grade 12 Class 6. Everyone turned their heads to look at Andrew.

nSomeone said in a low voice, “This is Andrew. A few days ago, he made his name in the school during the martial arts talent test. Yesterday, he was scared **less by an energy storm and didn’t know where to hide. Yet now, he even thought of coming to participate in the martial arts simulation test.”

n“Trash is trash. If I were him, I wouldn’t even show my face in public. If I can’t even reach 100 points in the Blood Qi test, it would be a disgrace to the class.”

n“Andrew!”

nA girl turned her head in the front. She bit her lips lightly and said in a low voice, “Andrew, I’ve already told you. I don’t like you. Don’t pester me anymore!”

nA burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the hall. It turned out that he was here to pursue a girl.

nWith his talent, a toad wanted to eat swan meat!

nThe students in the hall were all waiting to see Andrew make a fool of himself.

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