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

n“D*mn it. If I were one of these 23 people, I wouldn’t have the face to go out and meet people today.”

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nThese words woke up the persons in the dream.

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nToday was the school’s senior student oath assembly. All the students, teachers and parents were present.

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nIf Fang Yuan called out the names at such an occasion, everyone would know that the one being called out was one of the more than 20 people who couldn’t beat him.

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nIt was embarrassing.

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nIt was extremely embarrassing.

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nEvery student in Class A came from an extraordinary background. Their families were either in business or politics. They were the heirs of the upper class.

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nTo these young masters, the most important thing was their dignity and face. Speaking of which, they were the proud sons of heaven of Class A of The First High School.

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nIn the end, a group of people couldn’t handle one person.

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nHow did they survive if this was spread out in the future?

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nFang Yuan was quite calm. After Teacher Peng Yimeng gave him a sly wink, he stood out from the last row of the line.

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nHe strolled up to the rostrum.

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nIn any case, today was the first day her mother was promoted to head nurse in the hospital.

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nShe was busy working overtime at the pet veterinary hospital, and did not come to the oath assembly.

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nIf he went up for the review by the entire school, he would not be the one who was embarrassed.

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nAs he walked past the class queue, his classmates who had fought with him earlier kept tugging his sleeve and whispering in his ear.

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n“Fang Yuan, I’ve thought about it. I don’t want you to apologize. Please don’t mention my name. My dad is listening at the back.”

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n“Yeah, yeah. I don’t need mine either. It’s just a small fight between classmates. There’s no need to go overboard.”

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n“Right, right. We don’t know each other until we fight.”

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n“Don’t apologize to me! I’m begging you, okay?”

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n“Brother Yuan, you’re not wrong. You’re not wrong at all. It’s my fault, Brother Yuan!”

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n“…”

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nFang Yuan walked onto the stage and stood in front of the microphone on the rostrum. He swept his gaze across all the teachers, students, and parents of his classmates.

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nThere were people continuously sending him glances.

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nThere were even more discussions.

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n“So it’s him. He was also the one who drew the silver-quality pet in the incubator, right? I knew that this kid must be extraordinary.”

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n“Awesome. He single-handedly defeated 23 people. From now on, I’ll be Brother Yuan’s number one dog-licking subordinate.”

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n“And he’s so handsome. That’s ridiculous. Does anyone of you have Fang Yuan’s phone number? I don’t have any other intentions. I just want to ask him a few questions about studies.”

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n“I’m different. I’m just saying what I want to say. I just want his body.”

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nMany of the classmates who fought with Fang Yuan were usually unruly in school. Thus they had many enemies.

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nHearing them being hung up and beaten badly, they felt satisfied.

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nAt this moment, Fang Yuan, who was standing on the stage, was not only not the sinner of the school, but also received hero-like respect.

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n“Yesterday, 23 students summoned pets in the classroom. As the disciplinary committee member, I did not use the correct method to restrain them. Instead, I launched a pet battle and threw them out of the window. I would like to apologize to the following students. They are:”

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n“F*ck, no, don’t mention my name, please.”

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n“Brother, Brother Fang Yuan, you are my biological brother.”

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n“Don’t, my parents are here. When we go back, it will be a mixed doubles.”

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n“…”

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nFang Yuan completely ignored their shouts. “Zhang Yu, Li Yizheng, Wang Zijun, … classmate…”

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nThe faces of the few students whose names were said were ashen.

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nIt was as if they had lost their hope of survival.

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nTheir parents were seated behind them. All of their faces were ashen. As the elders of these aristocratic families, they did not care if the juniors were fighting in school.

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nThe key was whether they had won or not.

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nRight now, it was a group of people fighting against one person, and they had all lost terribly.

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nIt was too humiliating for the family.

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nThe other students were whispering and snickering.

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nAfter Fang Yuan read out the twenty-three names, the faces of the twenty-three people turned red. They wished they could find a hole to hide in.

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nJust as the awkward atmosphere was slightly alleviated, Teacher Peng Yimeng continued, “Next, let’s invite the students whose names have been read out to come up to the stage and accept student Fang Yuan’s apology.”

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nZhang Yu, “???”

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nLi Yizheng, “???”

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nWang Zijun, “???”

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nAll of the students who took the lead in declaring war yesterday, none was not thrown out of the window by Fang Yuan.

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nThey fell from the three-meter-high balcony to the ground floor.

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nEven martial artists would be bruised from the fall.

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nNot to mention ordinary high school students.

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nThese students were like eggplants that had been hit by frost. They went up the stage unwillingly and listlessly.

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nThis caused waves of laughter on the stage.

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nIt was no longer an apology. It was a large-scale exhibition of Fang Yuan and his defeated opponents.

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nThinking of this, Peng Yimeng could not help but snicker.

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n…

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nThe oath-taking assembly came to an end in such an atmosphere.

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nNext was the practical combat examination.

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nThis competition was held every year in the third year of high school. The students who won would have the chance to enter the arcane realm again.

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nThis was exactly what Fang Yuan wanted.

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nHe had always been thinking about the bear pet beast that was as big as a mountain range in the arcane realm at the back of the mountain.

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nIf he could get the chance to go to the arcane realm again, no matter what Fang Yuan would think of a way to capture it.

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nThe Dean of Education went on stage and nagged about the rules of the actual combat exam.

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nIn fact, this was a cliché because every year, there were only three rules.

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nFirst, drew lots in twos to fight with each other. Based on the outcome of the battle and various different situations, where points would be accumulated and deducted, to derive the final total score.

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nSecond, it was not allowed to harm the opponent’s trainer’s or pet’s safety.

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nThird, in the competition, abstention was allowed, and any other pet props were allowed.

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nThese were the more common battle rules for trainers, but they were different from the past.

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nThe dean mentioned that the students who won the first place in the practical exam this year would be eligible to enter the pet trade fair in Chuxin City.

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nThis made many students’ eyes light up. Many people let out a “wow” sound.

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nAs everyone knew, the pet trade fair was held regularly every year.

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nPet trainers from all over the country would gather in Chuxin City to trade their pets.

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nOf course, this trade was not to sell their pets for money or anything like that.

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nVery few trainers would do such a thing.

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nThey were more willing to choose to use their idle pets to exchange for other’s pets.

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nMaybe what they had was what you lacked.

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nOr maybe it was the other way around.

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nBased on Fang Yuan’s previous experience, he understood that when a trainer chose his pet, he had to pay attention to the lineup and coordination.

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nThe pet trade fair would be a great opportunity for him to fill in the gaps in his lineup.

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nFang Yuan naturally wouldn’t miss it.

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nThen he would give himself a small goal to become the champion of this practical test.

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