Chapter 11

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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nHis mother’s eyes widened. “These… are all your pets?!”

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n“As you can see.”

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nFang Yuan smiled faintly. It was not that he wanted to deliberately show off in front of his own mother, but he wanted to show enough confidence.

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nOnly then could his mother be at ease.

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nHe wanted to use this method to tell her that your son already had the ability to defend himself.

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nIndeed, his mother was shocked by Fang Yuan’s display of strength.

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n“It’s only been three days in the arcane realm, how… how did you do it…”

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nHis mother was still immersed in the shock.

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nThe number of pets a trainer could tame depended on one’s mental strength. From the current situation, not only did the quality and quantity of his son’s pets had improved greatly, these close to a hundred pet beasts also completely proved that his individual combat strength had improved by leaps and bounds.

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n“Oh, how should I put it? I just had a little fortuitous encounter.”

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nFang Yuan really did not know how to say it. He could not say that he had obtained a hundred fold amplification system, killed monsters in the arcane realm for more than a hundred days, and captured pet beasts for more than a hundred days.

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nEven if he said it, his mother would probably find it hard to accept.

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nHe might as well give a vague description. He knew that with his mother’s personality, she would not investigate further.

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n“Anyway, the current situation is that I have two silver-quality light butterflies in my hands. You can take one with you without worry.”

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nHis mother muttered to herself, as if she was still in a trance.

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n…

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nAfter a whole day of shock to his mother, Fang Yuan arrived at the school.

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nAs soon as he entered the school gate, he received more attention than usual.

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n“Look, it’s him. He’s the one who took first place in the arcane realm trial.”

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n“How scary. Is he really a freshman who just advanced to the third year of high school?”

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n“Newbies are all monsters! That’s right!”

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n“And he’s also very good-looking. Is the school organizing an all-out outing? I wonder if there’s a chance to invite him over.”

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n“Forget it. You can change your boyfriend faster than you can change your clothes. Why don’t you leave it to me? I’ll only climb on brother Fang Yuan’s bed.”

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n“Stop being infatuated. Didn’t they say that sister Chen Ying from Class A has already taken a liking to Fang Yuan?”

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n“…”

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nJust like how he was indifferent to other people’s negative comments, Fang Yuan turned a deaf ear to them even if he heard them.

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nHe did not care who had “taken a fancy” to him.

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nWhen he arrived at Class D, Fang Yuan immediately received warm applause like the return of a hero.

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nHowever, before he stepped into the classroom, Teacher Gui had pushed him out. Gui Wentong had already helped Fang Yuan complete all the procedures for transferring class.

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n“You can stay in Class A at ease. Oh right, there’s a class cadre quota being allocated over there. I’ve won you a position as a disciplinary committee member.”

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nGui Wentong’s voice came from afar. “Remember to maintain class discipline before class teacher Peng of Class A arrives!”

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n“Sigh, alright.”

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nFang Yuan nodded helplessly. This was Teacher Gui’s personality. For the sake of the students, he didn’t have to refute anyone or anything like that.

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nThus, he left the entrance of Class D.

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nHe continued to walk upstairs. Of the four classes, Class A, B, C, and D, Class B, C, and D were located on the first floor of the teaching building.

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nOnly Class A occupied the second floor.

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nIn terms of infrastructure in every aspects, it was much better than the other students.

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nHe walked up and just as he reached the door of Class A, he heard a noise.

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nIt had been quite a while since the bell rang.

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nFang Yuan was looking for an empty seat to sit down.

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n“Eh? Is there a new student in our class?”

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n“This is the student who ranked first in the arcane realm trial yesterday, right?”

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n“Frankly speaking, he’s very handsome.”

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n“Can handsome be a meal? He probably found a place to hide and slept for three days and three nights before he finally came out. You know that these commoners are the best at working their way up.”

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n“How can such a coward who avoids battles be qualified to transfer to Class A?”

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nAs they spoke, a few well-dressed young nobles in the front row stood up.

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n“I don’t know what method you used to sneak into our class, but I want to tell you that Class A is not a place that just anyone can enter.”

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nThe boy standing at the very front was practically looking at people through his nose.

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nAccording to the class roster given by teacher Gui, he knew that this person was the eldest son of the Wang family, Wang Zijun. He was usually arrogant.

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nWang Zijun said, “Class A of The First High School is a class where strength is paramount. If a person like you enters, it will only lower the average standard of the entire class. When the time comes for the multiple-school examination, the one who will lose face will not be you alone, but the entire class. Let me give you a piece of advice. Go back to where you came from.”

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n“That’s right.”

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nThe boy who stood behind him was only half a step away. He had a rather attentive expression on his face. He was the eldest grandson of the Li family, Li Yizheng. “It’s useless to play tricks like you did yesterday.”

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n“Brother Wang, Brother Li, don’t waste your breath on the commoners. Just tell him to get lost.”

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nThe one with the worst temper was Zhang Yu from the Zhang family.

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nZhang Yu took a step forward and knocked Fang Yuan hard with his elbow, intentionally or unintentionally.

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nHe knocked Fang Yuan in the direction of the door.

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nFang Yuan’s expression was indifferent, as if he was not angered by these trash talk, “It’s class time now, I hope you can talk about discipline. If you have any questions, let’s discuss after class.”

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n“Hahahaha! Discipline?”

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nZhang Yu seemed to be amused by a huge joke. “You talk about discipline, let me tell you this. In Our Class A, whoever has the biggest fist is the discipline.”

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nBefore he finished his sentence, he swung his right uppercut, aiming directly at Fang Yuan’s face.

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nHowever, this fist that was full of strength was caught by a hand, dissipating the force into nothingness.

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nWhat kind of joke was this!

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nFang Yuan had consumed over a hundred bottles of physical strength mixture in the acrane realm of the back mountain, killed over a hundred demonized sparrows, and captured over a hundred light butterflies.

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nHis originally robust body had become incomparably strong during his training.

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nIf he couldn’t even take a punch from these nobles, then he would be finished.

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nHe twisted his hand.

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nZhang Yu cried out in pain.

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n“Thank you for your advice. Now I know how to manage Class A’s discipline.”

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nThe smile on Fang Yuan’s face was in stark contrast to the other party’s distortion.

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n“He still dares to hit me!”

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nZhang Yu roared loudly, as if whoever had the loudest decibel was in the right. “Brothers, bring your pets and go up and kill him!”

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