10: Brief Biography

"Pengtian! Pengtian!!"

Jing Anxiang held Jing Pengtian, whose head had almost been hammered into the arena, in his arms. He looked at that face, which was originally somewhat handsome but was now swollen like a pig's head.

Duan Tiancheng!!

You bastard!

He turned his head to look at the figure appearing in front of Lin Yan, his eyes predatory.

This is my own nephew!

Now, never mind me, even his parents won't be able to recognize him!

"My thanks to Principal Anxiang for leading your school..."

Lin Yan wanted to say more.

"You, shut up!"

Duan Tiancheng turned his head and glared at him.

"What's-his-name?"

He looked down at the Haotian University personnel surrounded by a crowd of angry Anyi University School Leaders.

"Is the Infirmary here yet?"

The Vice Principal wiped his sweat.

"They... they're here..."

"But we're a bit busy on our end too, so only two came."

I don't give a damn how many of you came!

Can't you see Anyi University is about to be overwhelmed!

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Hurry up!"

The Vice Principal nodded repeatedly and immediately pulled the two dazed medical staff who had just arrived over to Lin Yan.

"Quick!"

"See if his hand is injured."

Jing Anxiang's already fire-spitting eyes grew even more furious.

To hell with you!

Duan Tiancheng really wanted to slap this idiot in the face.

"Over there!"

He then snatched the four boxes from the Vice Principal's hands and walked toward Jing Anxiang with an apologetic look.

"Old Jing."

"Keep it together."

"There are so many media reporters here."

Jing Anxiang looked coldly at the boxes in his hand.

You even had the medicine ready, didn't you?

Fine, fine, fine!

He glanced at the numerous media outlets surrounding the arena taking photos, reached out to take them, and nearly crushed his back teeth.

"Thank... you...!"

If I had known, I wouldn't have called the media!

Not only did I fail to slap Duan Tiancheng's face.

I ended up playing myself instead!

Now Anyi University and he were going to be famous.

What a mess!

"Cough..."

Duan Tiancheng cleared his throat.

"Well..."

"We'll be heading back now."

Jing Anxiang, who was feeding medicine to Jing Pengtian, didn't even look up.

"Take care."

Now get lost!

Duan Tiancheng glanced at Lin Yan and prepared to take him away.

"Principal."

"Is there no prize for the exchange match?"

Lin Yan's eyes were filled with innocent curiosity.

Duan Tiancheng's footsteps paused.

Big brother!!

Click! Click! Click!

The media instantly turned their heads and snapped photos of Lin Yan frantically.

Some people even rushed directly onto the arena.

"Principal Jing Anxiang."

"Based on past exchange matches, the losing side always provides a reward to the winning side."

"What has your school prepared this time?"

Jing Anxiang glanced at Jing Pengtian being carried away, reached out to slightly push aside the microphones shoved in his face, took a deep breath, and a stiff smile appeared on his face.

"Ha... haha..."

"Of course we have something prepared."

He handed the two boxes in his hand to Duan Tiancheng and said through gritted teeth.

"Haotian University truly deserves to be the only First-Class University approved in our country for so many years."

"Prodigy Lin Yan's strength is formidable."

"He will surely be a powerful contender for the championship in this Freshman Grand Competition."

Swish—!

The media instantly shifted their focus.

Duan Tiancheng's expression changed slightly.

"We..."

"Principal Anxiang."

"Those boxes were just given to you by my principal."

"And you've already used two."

Lin Yan's voice came again.

"And as for winning the championship."

He thought seriously for a moment.

"If the opponents are all like Anyi University."

"It should be very easy."

I! Dammit!

The same two words echoed in both principals' minds.

Jing Anxiang took four boxes directly from the assistant who walked up to him and placed them heavily in Duan Tiancheng's hands, his teeth gritted.

"Young people really do have good memories."

"And young people must have drive."

"How can our Anyi University be compared with The Four Great Ones."

"Only Haotian University, which can cultivate a Prodigy like student Lin Yan, can do that."

Duan Tiancheng kept taking deep breaths.

My dear brother!

My dear big brother!

Stop messing around!

Do you really think you're at home?

Without another word, he dragged Lin Yan, who seemed to want to say something else, and walked out.

"The school has some urgent business."

"Very urgent."

"Let's talk another day!"

..."Whew..."

Sitting in the Hovercar, Duan Tiancheng let out a breath.

Then he immediately turned to look at Lin Yan, whose mind was wandering.

"Didn't I tell you to..."

He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly not knowing what to say.

Thinking back.

He had said so much before, but the one thing he hadn't mentioned was to go easy.

In other words.

This kid had been listening all along.

Lin Yan blinked.

"Principal, what do you want?"

"Didn't I get them back?"

He looked at the boxes on the seat.

"When will you give me those two rewards?"

Duan Tiancheng's breath hitched.

Forget it.

He was afraid that if he continued, he would be sickened by this kid.

"Small prizes."

"They're all Rank Two Spirit Medicines."

He casually picked up two boxes, his eyes fixed on Lin Yan.

"By the way."

"Have you finished absorbing everything I gave you yesterday?"

Lin Yan reached out and took them, nodding as if it were natural.

"Yeah."

"Otherwise, how could I have broken through to Rank One, Level Eight?"

Just Rank Two.

So stingy.

Even though he already suspected it, it still made Duan Tiancheng's heart tremble.

Is this the strongest talent?

Such a terrifying absorption speed and conversion rate?

So is that Gu Chen from Diwu University also this strong?!

"Principal."

"How about we go straight to the next school?"

"Let's not wait for tomorrow."

"And bring the reporters along!"

Lin Yan's consciousness returned from the System, and he turned his head.

Indeed, kicking schools was the way to go.

[Faced with intentional targeting, an Overlord should naturally forge ahead. The Host forcefully crushed a First-Class University in front of the media. Event judged as domineering index four stars, charge value 80%.]

Four stars, 80%.

More than when he crushed his own school yesterday.

He had a vague feeling that the System's domineering index judgment should be related to the scale of the scene and the strength of the opponent relative to his own situation.

Duan Tiancheng gave him a cross look and swiped his communication bracelet.

"See for yourself."

Lin Yan's gaze shifted to the projected small screen.

"Principal Duan, congratulations to your school for producing a Prodigy."

"As for that exchange, I think we should forget about it."

"The students we selected for the Freshman Grand Competition happen to be out of school."

"Principal Duan, congratulations, congratulations!"

"Our school's leadership team has been feeling a bit unwell these past few days and they've all taken leave."

"So the exchange probably won't be able to proceed."

"Principal Duan..."

The signatures were all from principals of various universities.

Lin Yan rubbed his hair.

"Fine then."

Duan Tiancheng closed the projection.

"You're famous now."

"Happy?"

Lin Yan shrugged.

"Not happy."

"Nowhere to gain progress anymore."

Duan Tiancheng choked.

What kind of violent element did we recruit?

"You kid, just stay in school honestly these few days and see if you can break through again."

"Don't go around causing trouble for me."

He thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up.

Got it!

"If you want to temper yourself, go to the Virtual Network."

"You know about the Elementary kings road, right?!"

"Go crush it if you have the ability."

"Get on the leaderboard and show me when you get back."

Lin Yan's expression froze.

That's right!

The Blue Star Virtual Combat Net!

How could he have forgotten about that thing.