1: I choose to force it.

(Depository for handsome men and beautiful women...)

...[Path of Stealth: There is no slickest, only slicker. You will foresee all kinds of dangers and only pull out a sap at critical moments. Even if the Realm turns to ash and the universe is destroyed, it won't affect you in the slightest. Perhaps gathering all kinds of beauties is your only hobby.]

[the overbearing: You will possess the strongest cultivation talent and the strongest combat ability. Geniuses? Seniors? Elders? They will all be ruthlessly trampled under your feet. You will be the coolest guy in the universe. Your life will be nothing but battle! Battle! And more battle!!]

[Countdown: 16:16:16]

Magic City First-Rate University, Haotian University, class sixteen, classroom.

Lin Yan stared at the screen that only he could see, his gaze fixed on the ticking away of time, completely filtering out the passionate speech coming from the podium.

"Can I choose both?"

The mechanical, cold voice that had appeared at midnight when he turned eighteen spoke again.

"No."

The same answer.

Lin Yan was not surprised.

Because this was already the countless time he had asked.

Does it really have to wait until the exact second I turn eighteen?

If this had appeared a few months ago...

During that College Entrance Exam, defined as the most intense in the history of Blue Star's Martial Arts Civilization.

Or during all those previous years when he almost starved to death just to survive.

He wouldn't be in this situation now, having transmigrated for over a decade only to fight tooth and nail to get into the bottom-tier class of a bottom-tier first-rate university.

He had even worked hard for several months just to become a First-Rank, First-Layer Martial Artist with the help of a C-grade martial arts talent.

He had already prepared himself to honestly live out his four years of university life.

In his spare time...

He could also use his keyboard warrior skills as a transmigrator to critique the performances of the various Prodigies in what was hailed as the golden age; that would be quite pleasant.

"Alright."

"Usually, everyone is busy cultivating."

"I only say a few more words during the monthly exam phase."

"After all, this involves your resource allocation."

On the podium, Brother Quan scanned the students in front of him, who had various postures and expressions, his face maintaining the flat expression unique to university counselors.

"Class Monitor Lin Yan, get ready."

"Lead everyone down in ten minutes."

After saying that, he turned and left the classroom.

The chatter in the entire class grew louder.

"Sigh."

"Going to get beaten up again."

"If I had known, I would have just chosen a slightly better second-rate university."

"Going there, I might not get into a Special Class, but at least I could get into a high-tier class."

"Most importantly, the resource allocation is about the same."

"I shouldn't have been attracted by this school's awesome name back then."

"Who wasn't?"

"Who knew that even a first-rate university just established this year would be so popular?"

No matter what.

His cheat had finally arrived.

Lin Yan exhaled, his gaze scanning between the two options.

Make a choice.

Stealth?

To be honest.

It was indeed not bad.

At a glance, the safety was ridiculously high, and there was even free time to collect beauties.

However!

He looked directly at the second option, a fierce look in his eyes.

Forget about his previous life.

In this life, he had already been 'stealthy' for eighteen years.

Battle!!

"I choose Dominance!"

golden age, here I come too!!

*Ding!*

"Selection successful."

"Host, please perform one dominant act within 30 seconds."

"Once completed, the system will load."

"30... 29... 28..."

Lin Yan's expression froze.

A dominant act?!

What counts as dominant?

"24... 23... 22..."

Wait!

He glanced at the slipping time.

With a *whoosh*, he stood up from his seat.

Whatever!

The moment Lin Yan moved.

Everyone in the classroom looked up.

Then they continued to chat with each other while getting up one after another.

"I heard the Class Monitor opened his first meridian a few days ago."

"He should be able to get a decent result this time."

"The first meridian has only just sprouted a tiny bit; he's still just fodder to be beaten."

"Let's go."

"It'll be over once we get thrashed."

"Eh?"

"Where is the Class Monitor going?"

The people in class sixteen paused their movements and looked over.

Yuan Hua, who had stood up, stared at the handsome face that had come before him, his tone impatient.

"What?"

Class Monitor?

If I give you face, you have it.

If I don't, I'll find people to deal with you just like at the start of the semester.

A penniless and powerless orphan—not to mention that Yuan Hua himself had become a First-Rank, First-Layer Martial Artist with his brother's help.

Even if he couldn't win in a fight, he had plenty of ways to deal with him.

Bullying this kind of student had long since ceased to satisfy him.

"8... 7..."

Lin Yan glanced at the system countdown, a gentle smile appearing on his face.

"It's nothing."

The impatience on Yuan Hua's face became even more obvious.

He reached out, intending to push Lin Yan's chest.

"If it's nothing, then—"

Before he could finish his sentence.

"Lend me your head for a moment."

The pupils of everyone in the classroom constricted.

Yuan Hua's expression changed, and just as he was about to react.

A massive force slammed down on his head.

*Bang!*

A violent explosion of sound.

The hard desk, now deeply dented, flipped over.

Lying on the ground, Yuan Hua's head was ringing, his mind a complete blank.

Though it didn't hurt that much, he was utterly dazed.

What's the situation?!

"Holy crap!"

"What's going on?!"

The classroom erupted in an uproar.

"Is the Class Monitor tired of living?"

"That's Yuan Hua!"

"His brother is Yuan Cheng from the Special Class!"

"What's even more terrifying is..."

"The monthly exam is right now!"

"Isn't he going to be beaten to death?"

This clamor didn't affect Lin Yan at all as he remained standing where he was.

His attention was already completely focused on the screen where the countdown had disappeared.

*Ding!*

"Dominant act completed."

"System activating..."

*Swish!*

An endless starry sky suddenly appeared before his eyes. Countless stars flickered with faint light, as if the entire universe were laid out before him.

This is!

His eyes widened as he stared at this mysterious and magnificent sight.

In the center of the starry sky, four colossal figures stood proudly, impossible to ignore.

The two in the middle were tall and burly.

One held a long spear, while the other gripped a long lance, looking like gods of war.

The figure on the left looked like a child, holding a pair of giant hammers that seemed capable of easily crushing stars.

The figure on the right was a middle-aged man with flying white hair, his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed.

All four exuded a terrifying aura that was suffocating.

Suddenly.

A series of clanging, intense metal-on-metal sounds rang out.

Sixteen large characters shimmering with a dense golden glow abruptly appeared.

No King surpasses Xiang, no General surpasses Li, no Fist surpasses Jin, no Strength surpasses Ba!

These words were as dazzling as burning flames, carrying endless pressure and dominance.

Before Lin Yan could react.

They shot toward him like meteors at an incredible speed.

*Swish!*

The vast starry sky scene vanished.

The image returned to the classroom; time seemed not to have changed at all.

"You motherf—"

Coming back to his senses, Yuan Hua's eyes were bloodshot. He scrambled up, intending to throw a punch.

However... someone was faster than him.

"Be quiet."

The cold voice contained an unquestionable authority.

*Bang!*

Another dull, loud crash echoed in the classroom.

This time, it was even louder than before, and the entire classroom trembled slightly.

Yuan Hua, whose head had been slammed into the ground again, spat out blood. He stared blankly at the ceiling, his body and mind suffering unspeakable trauma.

What the hell is going on?!

Also!

So strong!

With that final thought.

His eyes rolled back, and he fainted.