High school students set up for Halloween Party where trick or treats happen..

As a top sprinting coach, Coach Chen was very aware of speed. He glanced at Haiyang Chen and immediately knew that he had run pretty fast. Soon the results came out. First place had gotten a time of 10.64 seconds.
"10.64 seconds? Is that real? How can he be that fast?!"
"Hand timing is 0.24 seconds clear of automatic timing. 10.64 seconds plus 0.24 seconds equals 10.88 seconds. That is good enough to reach the national first-class athlete qualifying standard."
"The standard for a first-class athlete is 10.93 seconds with automatic timing, he has reached that requirement for sure."
"What is he doing? Why doesn't he go to official competitions instead? Is he here to show off?"
"I have been a PE teacher for decades, this is the first time I have seen something like this. This student is qualified to be in first-class, but he is here for a second-class athlete qualification test. What was he doing in the past?"
Everybody was talking about this. They were all discussing Haiyang Chen, who had just made a 10.64 second dash.
Because the result was timed by hand, according to tradition, the conversion to official automatic time should add a 0.24 second time gap, hence Haiyang Chen's final result was 10.88 seconds. The qualifying standard for a national first-class sprinter was 10.93 seconds. If evaluated by performance, Chen was on the first-class level.
Unfortunately, Chen could not receive a first-level certificate. Starting from first-level, the higher level athletes were not assessed by regular competitions. They had to get official grades in national contests. For instance, if a 100m sprinter wanted to be admitted as a national first-class athlete, his official result in a national competition must be under 10.93 seconds. Official contests applied fully automatic timing, so all grades were evaluated by automatic time.
Competitions were completely different from assessments. During competitions, sprinters would get nervous and thus were likely to make mistakes and play under bar. Mabe they were only able perform up to 70% or 80% of their full potential under pressure. Sometimes, one needed not only his ability but also goodd luck to succeed. Because of this kind of challenge, only higher level athletes had the possibility of getting test-free admissions to college. 
Although Haiyang Chen had a nice grade, he still had a long way to go. He needed more professional training and sufficient practical experience to become a first-level sprinter. However, a beautiful performance was good enough to prove Haiyang Chen's capacity, and astonish Coach Chen at the same time. Haiyang Chen was only 0.11 seconds clear of Qingliang Xu, but a 0.11 time difference was evident enough to differentiate between the two levels. Between these two competitors, Lei Wang was not even worth mentioning.
Coach Chen had been going for Lei Wang, and had planned to offer him an admission to college, but Haiyang Chen had effectively changed Coach Chen's plan. One candidate had gotten 10.64 seconds while another had gotten 10.84 seconds. Anyone with a clear head knew what to do. Coach Chen turned around and left, leaving Director Zhao alone.
"Coach Chen, where are you going?" Director Zhao looked embarrassed. His hand was still suspended in mid-air, but Coach Chen had already walked away.
Zhao heard the crowd exclaim. He realized that someone had just gotten 10.64 seconds!
"Who—who did that? When did he show up?" Director Zhao was flabbergasted. He definitely knew that there was a big gap between 10.64 seconds and 10.84 seconds. He could only pray that the one with 10.64 seconds would not be eligible in some way, so that he would still have a chance to get the last admission spot.
"I think I have seen that student before. He also enrolled in our training program, but didn't show up to the orientation." Coach Zhou's voice rang in Zhou's ears, blowing away his last hope.
…
"Coach Li, I passed!" Haiyang Chen ran towards Dai Li with excitement, but Li was looking behind Haiyang Chen. Coach Chen hurried towards them.
"That is Coach Chen from the Provincial Sport University, he is here again. He admitted Qingliang Xu before, and this time Haiyang Chen got 10.64 seconds. Coach Chen will probably give him an admission, too!"
Thinking about this, Dai Li's face beamed. He welcomed Coach Chen, saying, "Hello Coach Chen, I never thought we would meet again so soon."
"You again? You are…What's your name again?" Coach Chen tried to recall Dai Li's name. Even though they had just met about half an hour ago, he didn't remember Li's name.
"Dai Li. My name is Dai Li," Li said, immediately giving his name without any dissatisfaction.
"Oh right, Dai Li!" Coach Chen took a look at Haiyang Chen, then asked another question. "Is this 10.64 second boy also your student?"
"Yes, he is also my student. His name is Haiyang Chen, a high school graduate." Dai Li pushed Haiyang Chen to the front, still introducing him. "Chen has great potential in the 100m sprint, and he is very hard working. He is the best among my students…" Dai Li was searching for every good word to help Haiyang Li, doing everything short of asking to be admitted.
But on the contrary, Coach Chen was not in a hurry now. He was no longer eager to recruit the boy. Instead, he was interested in Dai Li, the coach. The best performers had all been Dai Li's students. If Qingliang Xu had won the competition, he could say that Li was lucky to find such a gifted student; but here came another winner, Haiyang Chen. He could not convince himself that it was just a coincidence. With his extensive working experience, his intuition told him that this young man, was unusual.
Coach Chen looked behind Dai Li and asked, "How many students did you have for this assessment, Dai Li?"
"Eight. I mentioned to you before that I am working alone. I run a training class, and these eight students are trained by me. They have been with me for two months," said Li.
Coach Chen nodded and asked, "How many passed this assessment?"
"Seven," Li answered without hesitation.
"Seven out of eight students reached the second-class athlete qualifying standard. This attainment rate is extremely high! How could they have such a capable coach in such a small city? Perhaps I looked down on this young man. He may be a man of ability," Coach Chen thought.
Then a voice suddenly rang from a distance.
"Coach Li, I made it!"
This was Li's last participant. He was in the fourteenth heat. Dai Li smiled with relief, then turned to Coach Chen. "Coach Chen, now all eight students have reached the standard."


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

Sect's Three Great Conventions that everybody had awaited for was finally here.
The meeting process had been posted, all the students knew, today was the competition of alchemists, thus they already went to the outdoor square behind sect's mountain early.
A high tower was temporarily built in the middle of the outdoor square, with a furnace on top. The viewing platform surrounded the outdoor square, with a platform at the front for the chairman, the height of the platform was higher than the temporary tower. 
When Sima You Yue dragged both Han Miao Shuang and Su Xiao Xiao, Fatty Qu and companion were already seated at the viewing platform. Seeing 3 of them walking in, Fatty waved to them.
Sima You Yue brought them up, with the seats reserved for them.
"You guys are late, if no one was reserving the seat, you guys would have to stand downstairs to watch."
Sima You Yue smiled, "I knew you would reserve the seat for us. If we came earlier, there'd be nothing for us to do."
Han Miao Shuang saw over ten thousand people in the outdoor square, with the viewing platform almost full, and there were still half of the people standing downstairs.
"So many people!"
"This is my first time seeing such a magnificent sight in the sect." Su Xiao Xiao sighed.
"Senior, have you never attended before?"
"There were Three Great Conventions when I joined. But I didn't attend it at that time, and I wasn't in the sect. So I have never seen it before." said Su Xiao Xiao.
"Three Great Conventions only happen once in ten years, Xiao Xiao only joined eighteen years ago, so he never really attended before. " Han Miao Shuang continued, " Usually people who are closed, close themselves off, those that are outside, will be outside. They only get together when there are Three Great Conventions."
"As a result, this is the sect's rare occasion." Sima You Yue looked at the hundreds of furnaces, estimating the number of internal sect's alchemists, and asked: "Are all the alchemists joining the competitions?"
"Yes!"
"Are all the topics the same for high and low levels?"
"Of course not!" Fatty Qu said, "Ouyang and the rest said, the front row is free play, the few rows at the back are used by grade seven alchemists, further back rows are used by grade six alchemists."
"What's the difference between the first and last row?" Sima You Yue puzzled.
"Those are for grade eight and nine alchemists."
"There's grade eight and grade nine alchemists?" Sima You Yue's eyes widened, " At that grade, they can be teachers?"
"You can say that, but reportedly, almost no one has used that row before." Wei Zi Qi said, "After all, for those who are still students, it is nearly impossible for them to become grade 8 alchemists. But it is said that someone achieved it before, that's why that row remains there."
There's a rule in the inner sect, that regardless of occupations or identity, one can only stay here for up to four hundred years. After four hundred years, once will automatically be considered as a graduate. 
At this point, all the alchemists in competition drew a slip of paper from two boxes, revealed the paper to teachers at the side, and walked to the front of the corresponding furnace.
"Are they only allowed to use the furnace prepared by the sect?" asked Fatty Qu when he saw Bei Gong Tai and Ou Yang Fei also drew a number and into position.
"No." Han Miao Shuang said, "These furnace's aren't of good quality. Students can prepare their own furnace, or they can use other's too. In fact, very little people will use the furnace prepared by the sect. The furnace will be kept by the teacher later."
"In that case, why does the sect prepare furnaces for them?"
"It is a tradition passed down from generation to generation."
When the students enter the square, a few teachers will come in together and pass by them, asking if they want to use their own. If the student says yes, they will keep the sect's furnace away, then students can bring in their own.
Like Han Miao Shuang said, most of the students chose to use their own furnace, only a few keep to the sect's furnace. 
And for the two front rows, nobody went up.
When the preparations were done, Mao San Quan walked in while leading a group of teachers in as they sat at the platform.
The teachers stood side by side, cleared their throat and started talking to the students about the sequence of events. It started with the importance of Three Great Conventions, then rankings and more. Then, they followed up with the arrangement for the next few days, and lastly, the rule of today's alchemy contest.
"This year was divided into two rounds as usual. First round is to refine the medicine assigned by the sect, the second round will be free play. The first round will be ranked according to the workmanship of the medicine and the time spent, grade six will be lined up behind grade seven."
"Round two will be free play. Within a fixed period, the medicine you choose to refine will be judged by the sect's teachers based on workmanship."
"The final result will be ranked based on both results from the two rounds. Now, the alchemy contest will officially begin. "
"You'll find a remedy below the table, same for grade six and seven. There are three materials on the table, you have two hours to study the recipe, three chances to refine it. Start now."
The alchemists took out the recipe from the drawer and started studying it.
Han Shuang Miao cut in front of You Yue saying: "I heard from Jiang Jun Xian, this sect's competition and alchemy contest's rule is almost the same, it will probably be the same for us."
"Did Eldest Senior know about this?"
"He participated in an alchemy contest." Han Miao Shuang said, "That time he joined as Jiang family's young master. It was also then that he was chosen by Master as his student. Now that I think about it, his motive was to take this opportunity to get near his Master."
"When was that?" asked Sima You Yue.
"Fifty years ago." Han Miao Shuang said as she tucked her hair behind the ear, "That guy first followed Master, a few years before me."
"I didn't expect that we would still join the competition even without Master around. " Su Xiao Xiao said.
"So, since Alchemists have their pill battle, do Armament Masters have Armament contests, Array Masters have Array contests, Beast Tamers and Seeker Spirit Master have similar contests?" Sima You Yue asked.
"Beast Tamers don't have such contests, but the other occupations do. Master only focuses on alchemy, and doesn't focus on the other contests, so I'm not sure." Han Miao Shuang said, "Instructor Mao should know. Why are you asking?"
"I just thought of it so I was just asking." Sima You Yue smiled.
Previous generations of Ximen's family never had an outstanding Alchemist and Armament Master, so she wasn't familiar with this. This question just occurred to her, since they were all powers that belonged to the mainland, since they had pill battles, other professions should have similar forms of competitions as well.


She was the Fifth Young Miss of the revered General’s Residence, but was seen to be useless as trash. Promiscuous and flirtatious to a fault, she was finally killed by mistake under the hands of the attendants of the man she was chasing; She was a genius favoured by the Heavens but ultimately murdered by an insidious plot and all who shared her bloodline pursued and exterminated which caused her to lust for revenge to be paid in blood. The day the genius had unwittingly taken up the body of that useless trash and opened her eyes, her fate had completely changed!!!

Refining elixirs and the smelting of weapons were tough?
That did not daunt her.

Beast Tamers were rare?
She had easily gained the title of Emperor Beast Tamer!

Forced marriages!?
Men being arrogant because they are good looking?
She stretches her hand out and easily pulls devilishly handsome men to her: The Demonic King brothers would easily take their place. A devilish glance, a slight shimmer of movement, and that man would suddenly disappear the next moment. He turned back around, his devilish smile alluring: “Let’s continue with the topic, let’s have a child!”

This is another interesting story with transmigrating and very fun filled characters that will delight you.

Wouldn't you just want to possess superpowers in this modern world? What would you do if you suddenly come to possess superpowers? Would you want to play the hero? Or perhaps the villain? Or continue living your life, using your superpowers for your own personal gains and well-being, instead of planning evil acts, or trying to save the day?

Well, that is the precise situation that Hayden Emperador, the main character of our story, is going to face.

I and Mii-chan continued practicing for the three-legged race until our PE class ended. In the end, we were the fastest pair and there were also 5  more pairs that got along with their partner without any problems. Although they weren't as fast as us, it could be improved with more practice.

Mii-chan's mood was at its peak of happiness. And why wouldn't be...she, after all, defeated all other people who are much more athletic than her. Even Hirata who she respects and likes wasn't as good as us with his partner.

"Thank you for today, Walker-kun!" She took hold of my hand and enclosed it with her two small hands and then she thanked me with a bright innocent smile across her face.

"Don't thank me, it's your own effort that made this possible..." I shook my head with a smile and used my free hand to gently free the other hand that was at her mercy.

What I have said was the truth. If she wouldn't have been able to push herself to accept my previous offer, our teamwork wouldn't be near as good as it is right now. 

"Hihi, even then, thank you very much! I have never had this much fun during the PE class before today." She giggled when she heard my "praise"

"Well, we should go, after all, we are full of sweat." I told her and she immediately opened her eyes wide when she heard me and then quickly moved a few steps away from me.

"You are right! Umm..." She looked embarrassed for some reason and she seemed that she wanted to say more but she was only fidgeting her fingers... Although I have a few theories about why she moved away from me so suddenly, I am not exactly sure.

"Yes? We are now partners for the three-legged race so you can tell me anything you need." I tried to encourage her to speak her mind.

"Umm...forget it, it's nothing important anyway. See you later in the class?" She shook her head with a smile and then asked me with an uncertain expression.

"Alright, heh and sure, see you later in the class" I chuckled hearing her question filled with uncertainty. Did she think that I would ignore her once the PE class ended? Heh, what a silly girl...

I can see in her eyes that she has genuine respect for me. I wouldn't ignore anyone who genuinely respects me. That's also one of the reasons why I tolerated Sae-chan's little attempt at blackmailing me.

With that said we parted ways and we went to our respective locker rooms to take a quick shower and get ready for another class.

-----(Mii-chan's POV)-----

When I entered the girl's locker room, almost everyone turned their attention to me.

What is this? I was slightly scared, seeing how everyone's eyes were on me, however, I quickly calmed down when I noticed that there was no contempt or any other ill feelings in their eyes.

"Mii-chan!!! That was amazing but I would have never thought that you would let a boy be so close to you..." Maya-chan immediately approached me and started staring at me with a teasing and mischevious smile.

"Huu" Her smile scared me a bit so I was able to only release a pathetic sound out of my mouth.

"Maya-chan, let's not make Mii-chan uncomfortable. But even I am extremely curious what had happened there, between you and Walker-kun." My eyes brightened when Chiaki-chan came to my rescue however it wasn't for long before I was feeling pressure once again when she turned her attention at me.

However, remembering what had happened out there made me immediately blush so I immediately looked downward. ...Our bodies were close, too close... I started to recall the time when we were running together before returning to reality.

"I- I just thought that it will be for the best. I had problems with balance and keeping up the steady pace." I answered while not daring to raise my head, afraid that they would notice my blushing face.

...Like this

I had to endure hundreds of questions, some of them were easy to answer, however, there were even bolder girls who have asked if he tried to take advantage of that position and if he tried to touch me. I did my best to answer those questions even though I was extremely embarrassed because I didn't want them to misunderstand and cause problems for Walker-kun but either way, I will have trauma because of this matter for the rest of my life...

However, what I found slightly strange is...whenever it looked like someone was about to get a wrong idea about Walker-kun due to my slow replying, Chiaki-chan helped me to clear any misunderstanding and even Kei-chan interrupted a few people when the questions grew too extreme. I am aware that Chiaki-chan has a pretty good relationship with Walker-kun but Kei-chan defending him is big news for me.

Although this will probably become the biggest traumatic moment in my life, I definitely don't mind it after everything that happened today with Walker-kun. He always appealed to me as a cold and indifferent individual. After today, I have realized how wrong I was with judging him, I judged a book by its cover instead of being more open-minded but I guess there is no time for regret. I can only try to make more fun and nice memories with him from this moment on...

...But it's really funny... When one doesn't know anything about Walker-kun, they will easily overlook him, however, once they know more, only then they will realize how mysterious he is. It's like living in the never-ending plains for numerous months but only then realize that there is a tall mountain standing right in the middle of the plains. Lonely yet proudly standing mountain.

"What are you thinking about, Mii-chan?" Chiaki-chan question dragged me out of my thoughts.

"Hihi, it's nothing" I giggled and told her not to worry.

Hearing my decisive yet happy reply made Chiaki look at me with a puzzled look.

-----(Mii-chan's POV END)-----

In Class D's classroom...

"Now that we roughly decided on pairs for the three-legged race we can more to the other contests." Hirata said with a satisfied smile while standing in front of Class D's students.

"Hirata-kun, can I add something before we will start with forming groups for the other contests?" The one who interrupted Hirata was Matsushita herself.

Hm? Even I was slightly curious about what someone like Matsushita wanted to say. She usually keeps quiet and goes with a flow except for the times when I told her to do so.

"Of course, please..." Hirata smiled after hearing her question and gestured with his hand for her to continue.

"I don't want to accuse someone, however, everyone is aware of how important is the participation table, right?" She asked with a serious expression while looking around the entire class.

Hearing her question, everyone instantly nodded their heads. They were aware that if our participation table gets leaked out, we would be in trouble. Everyone would be able to counter our weaker and even stronger groups. It would be no longer about luck.

"I want all of us to agree that once we give our participation table to Chabashira-sensei, we will no longer be able to view it until the start of the actual sports festival." When Matsushita said this, I immediately noticed a strange glint in Kushida's eyes, making it too hard for me to hold back a cold and evil smile that wanted to come out on the surface

Hehe, they are working together now? I just hope she didn't say anything unnecessary to her. I thought while taking a glance at Kei who was silent the entire time.

"But what if I forget in which group and position I am?" Ike interrupted her with a thoughtful expression.

"...Can't you even remember in which group you are? As for in which position you will be going, there is no need for you to even remember that, after all, we will be able to view it once again when the sports festival starts" Matsushita said while giving Ike a weird look.

There was indeed no need to even remember in which order the groups will be going because everyone should stretch themselves right before the sports festival starts. What else you want to do? Some mental preparation? If you will do everything you should do then hearing school calling out your group should be enough for you.


"I understand Matsushita-san's point but...is that really necessary?" Hirata asked with a helpless expression.

"Isn't this against the rules anyway?" Yamauchi added.

"No... there is a restriction that says once we give our participation table to the sensei then we can't make any changes but we are ABLE to view it." Hirata shook his head at Yamauchi's question.

"Sensei never said that we can't put our own restrictions. I think that if we will tell sensei that the entire class agreed to not being able to view it, sensei will probably allow this change." Hirata asked with a thoughtful expression.

"But why should we do it anyway?" Someone asked a question that was bothering a lot of people but none of them wanted to be first one to ask. 

"Yeah...why?" More people started to ask for the reason, pressuring Matsushita who had a calm expression the entire time.

"I support this idea" Everyone turned at who said this and it was Kei, standing with her folded arms while glaring at people who were pressuring Matsushita.

Everyone calmed down and she used this chance to continue.

"Personally, I myself am not so familiar with everyone and as of lately there were some strange things happening inside our class." She said while giving the boys suspicious look and 3 idiots immediately took a step back with slightly horrified expressions but no one found it too strange considering Kei's threatening glare.

"Alright, alright, let's calm down everyone. Does anyone have any complaints about this? I myself don't really see any downsides to this so I don't really have anything against Matsushita-san's idea" Hirata tried to calm down everyone because the air inside our class became suddenly too tense.

"I guess there is no harm in this..." The girls were first to agree with this idea, thanks to Kei's influence.

Seeing how most of the girls were fine with this, boys had no other chance but to accept it unless they wanted to induce girls' wrath.

...

Inside my room, at night...

I was sitting at my table with a lot of papers scattered on it.

It was already late at night but I still had a lot of work to do.

...If I want to complete it in one go, I will have to go until the early morning.
*sigh* Thankfully, tomorrow is Saturday so no school. Although 1 night without sleep wouldn't do any harm to me neither it would slow down my mind but sleep is one of a few things I really like so I would like to reduce days without any sleep as much as possible.

As I was writing down something on the paper, Yukina approached me and jumped on the table. She came up to my hand and gently bit me.

I looked at her with a helpless expression.

"I can't, you will have to sleep tonight without using my chest as your pillow..." I said and she understood meaning behind my words thanks to my tone and my expression.

Instead of leaving for the bed, she remained next to my hand while curiously looking and tilting her head at what I was writing.

"Fine, if you don't want to sleep without me, I won't force you but neither will I take pity and go sleep before completing all of this." I said to her and she just tilted her head while sleepily looking at me.

...Why do I even try to sound reasonable when I am talking to a kitten? Why the hell am I even talking to the kitten in the dead of night?

...I need to focus to finish this quickly.

...

After 4 hours spent on writing, I finally finished what I was doing, however, all of that writing and concentrating made me fully awake so I had no desire to sleep anymore. On the other hand, Yukina was already motionlessly lying right next to my hand as if she was dead.

I carefully moved her on her own pillow.

Now what... I thought but it didn't take me even a minute to decide on what to do next.

I set up the chessboard I previously bought on my table and started to practice, however, instead of practicing chess, I was practicing for a sports festival.

I closed my eyes.
Each unit will be a different group, each game will be a different contest. I thought and sharply opened my eyes, glaring at the chessboard in full concentration.

...

Hehe, and this is where the "KING" will step in. I creepily smiled when I moved the Pawn piece forward. Only the chessboard was illuminated with a small lamp while my entire body was shrouded in darkness, only my evil creepy smile was slightly visible together with my shining red eyes.

"The time when pawn will shed its skin, will also be the time when the real KING will be exposed!" I muttered in low voice and knocked down the King piece while replacing it with the Pawn piece.

Just some random Fan-fic about Classroom of the Elite with a few fantasy-like features for the future plot.

*English isn't my native language* so if you can't stand grammar errors while reading something you better not read this.

This is my first fan-fic ever so you can definitely expect plot holes. Characters might have slightly different personalities. Events don't have to happen the same way they did in the Classroom of the Elite.

I am writing this only for fun so don't expect much.


I don't own Classroom of the Elite, neither I own any of its characters and etc...

"The contest this time seem quite different to previous meets?" Listening to the female host list the rules of the contest, the old Secretary's eyes lit up.
Previous spirit sword exchange meets had basically just been students showcasing their individual talents by following a standard pattern of moves and judges scoring them based on their form and proficiency in swordsmanship, which could be considered extremely boring. The competition this time round, however, would be a team event, thereby doing away with the judging panel and replacing it with a comprehensive evaluation system. The scores given would hence be fairer and less biased.
Headmaster Jin smiled faintly. "The contest format this time round was personally proposed by General Yi at the standing committee meeting and our two schools were assigned to implement it."
"What this female host said was a little complicated. Can someone give me a simplified version of the contest rules?"
"Well… simply put, the competition this time is more like a five-on-five MOBA (multiplayer online battle arena) game. There are three lanes and each lane has a turret: an outer turret, an inner turret and a high turret respectively. The students are free to choose a lane to follow and subsequently have to defend the corresponding turret while they try to destroy the crystal in the enemy's base. After entering the game, the students are free to choose one functional system skill; currently, the only options are teleport, ignite, heal and flash skills[1]… overall, it will be even more interesting and confrontational than previous contests."
Headmaster Jin said, "After officially entering the virtual space, the students' personal data, including their spirit swords, will be converted into digital data that will be integrated into the system's databank and their strength will be computed as numbers. These estimated values will be based on the grade of their spirit swords.
"There are two things that the students will need to do: firstly, increase their experience by growing steadily through defeating minions or monsters. After data conversion, the students' overall fighting strength will be divided into twenty parts, or twenty levels. With each level upgrade, five percent of their strength will be unsealed. Completing all the levels will mean regaining all of their true, original strength. Secondly, they need to collect as many game coins as possible within a short time frame and exchange them for magic artifacts in order to build their individual spirit swords."
"That's remarkable!" Secretary Sun nodded. "The upgrade method is very challenging! And building their spirit swords also helps them to improve their rapport with their spirit swords. But how are the values measured?"
"Of course, in order to ensure fairness, the stronger the sword, the higher its value. For example, Student Lotus Sun's sword Mysterious Sea has already spawned a sword spirit and will require a large number of widgets in order to be built. Its overall value is estimated to be around 5,000 game coins," Director Xie answered from the side.
...
While several of the leaders were whispering to each other on the stage, the female host said, "I now declare the array open! The game has officially begun!" 
The current arrays were very advanced and were all voice-activated. Before the array had been set up, the female host's voice had already been inputted into the system. Hence, after she gave the command, a green light immediately appeared on the ground of the large sports field.
Bzz! —
Then, a green beam of light linking earth and sky appeared before all the people present.
All the students from No. 60 High School were the first to step into the beam of light, and to the naked eye, it looked like they gradually disintegrated into small particles that eventually disappeared in the green beam.
"Let's go too!" Tang Jingze gnashed his teeth and disappeared in the beam of light with Fang Huaqing, Liang Wei, Liang Zheng and Liang Fei.
The students from the two schools had entered the virtual space one after another; whatever happened next could only be seen via the large broadcast screens on the sports field.
The map that had been set this time rigorously "referenced" the battle design of a common five-on-five MOBA game. Next to both the red base and the blue base stood a stone tablet shamelessly inscribed with the words "Cultivator's Rift"[2]. The crystal towers, the high turrets, the bases and even the monsters in the jungle had been perfectly reconstructed…
By killing both the minions sent out from the bases every thirty seconds and the constantly regenerating monsters on the map, the corresponding number of game coins could be obtained to build individual magic weapons. But the ultimate way to achieve victory was to destroy the enemy's base.
Although Wang Ling seldom played games, he understood some of the basic rules of this type of game. Besides combat, teams had to pay more attention to how they should proceed. The key was to build the most formidable magic weapon as early as possible.
But because this was a spirit sword exchange meet, they realized that apart from the individual spirit swords they carried, which had been converted into data, there were almost no other offensive magic weapons in the in-game shop. Furthermore, although everyone's spirit swords appeared in the shop, each spirit sword was bound to their respective owners and couldn't be bought by someone else.
Additionally, the rest of the magic weapons were mostly functional or defensive types… these things had all been designed by General Yi personally, so no one knew what the attributes of each magic weapon were going to be prior to the start of the meet. The students would have to wing it completely when they used them.
"Damn it! So many things… wouldn't just reading the descriptions alone take us until tomorrow morning?"
"What the hell? Why is my sword Climbing Dragon so cheap? Just 998? There's something wrong with this system data analysis!" 
After the group of people from No. 59 High School had entered the virtual space, it had taken them a full five minutes to discuss the lanes each of them would take and a further ten minutes to browse through the shop's treasures one by one… 
In contrast, the students from No. 60 High School worked together much more harmoniously…
Sometimes, one person making all the decisions could really save a lot of time.
"So that's how we'll do it! I'll take the top lane, Classmate Lotus Sun will take the mid lane, Xiaoyu will go to the jungle and Master of Dopey and Classmate Wang Ling are in charge of the bot duo lane[3]." Each person had five hundred game coins to begin with. Super Chen, this damn fat gaming nerd who was a veteran games specialist, arbitrarily determined the lanes that each person would take before he selected the most common rookie blank sword and the "ignite" skill and left the shop.
[Name: Rookie Blank Sword]
[Type: Weapon]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[ATK: 10]
[Gold Coins: 350]
[Description: A common-type spirit sword magic weapon, ideal for home or travel]
Lotus Sun found her own sword Mysterious Sea in the shop and was taken aback to find that its price was as high as 5,800 game coins. She then hurriedly chose the same elements as Super Chen and went out to begin farming[4] for money. Each spirit sword was a finished item[5], which would take quite a long time to build. But once it was built, Lotus Sun felt that this would be the key to their victory.
Feather Lin, who had chosen the jungle lane, selected a rookie hunting knife which sold for five hundred game coins. A small hunting knife had a higher ATK (attack stat) than a blank sword and had some HP (health regeneration) effect. In the whole game, apart from the spirit sword, this was the only prop with an ATK that could be increased… otherwise, it would take a very long time to kill the evil wolf Fenrisulfr in the jungle using just the rookie blank sword.
"Good luck, everyone! Don't disgrace our school!"
After choosing her item, Feather Lin followed Lotus Sun and also walked out of the base.
[Name: Rookie Hunting Knife]
[Type: Weapon]
[Quality: General]
[ATK: 30]
[Gold Coins: 500]
[Description: Large monster kills receive 10% damage bonus and 10% HP effect. A critical magic weapon for building the "Bear Grylls' Blade." Once the "Bear Grylls' Blade" is successfully built, it can instantly punish monsters and turn them into beef. The protein can be shared with teammates so that they can enjoy the HP effect]
Now, only Wang Ling and Hero Guo were left.
A bot lane combination usually consisted of a support and an offense; of course, Wang Ling didn't have to think about it before he selected support, since it was the most inconspicuous role.
In the shop full of goods, Wang Ling saw that Hero Guo's sword Ghost Tooth was priced at 2,800. Looking at the data, it was quite powerful.
Hero Guo also chose a blank sword and walked outside. "Wang Ling, be quick, I can't handle it alone!"
The reason Wang Ling hadn't left was that he was still looking for Jingke in the shop.
He had been afraid to show off in public for fear that Jingke would go on a rampage halfway through. But now that the contest this time had turned it into game data, Wang Ling was really very curious to know how much Jingke could actually be worth.
There were over one thousand swords among the magic weapons in the shop, and finally, at the very bottom of the column list of commodities, Wang Ling found Jingke in a very small and inconspicuous corner.
[Name: Jingke Peach Wooden Sword]
[Type: Weapon]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[ATK: Unknown…]
[Gold Coins: 1]
[Description: A peach wood sword that seems to have no damn use, perhaps it can be hung around the neck to ward off evil spirits?]
Wang Ling: "…"
[1] This is basically all adapted from the Chinese mobile MOBA game King of Glory, which in turn draws very heavily on League of Legends.
[2] This is "shamelessly" adapted from League of Legends' 'Summoner's Rift.'
[3] Again, this is gameplay jargon from King of Glory / League of Legends. Check out the LoL comprehensive wiki for more info.
[4] 'Farming' in the game refers to killing multiple minions in order to obtain gold coins.
[5] A finished item is one which has finished been built.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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When Happy sat among one hundred students and listened to the sound of them reading out loud, he felt as if he had left the world of martial artists. The atmosphere was incredibly calm and peaceful. 
He held a book in his left hand while sitting among the students in his blue robe. He flipped through it quietly and read the lines while noting some things down with his right hand. He never stopped, as if he had used some sort of hack. His written lines were neat but wild, and his words quickly covered the white sheet of paper. 
The developers of the game had not created a programme that would make the players practice their calligraphy in the game. Hence, as long as the players paid attention and read the words, they would naturally write the words on the paper instead of having to do it themselves. 
It was a very quick way to obtain Comprehension points, since it was much faster than practicing and pushing a martial art to Grandmaster Realm. Hence, the players sometimes needed to stay patient and spend time reading and writing. 
For the sake of fairness, even if a player paid a lot of money to increase their Comprehension, they would need to read the books before their Comprehension would increase. The system only helped them write down the words.
Ding!
There was a clear sound of the notification from the system.
"Successfully learned the Three Character Classic. Comprehension +1."
The first book swiftly vanished from Happy's hand. 
Hey did not find it strange and picked up another book from the table, flipped open the first page, and began reading it out loud. 
Books like the Three Character Classic contained the easiest and most concise academic knowledge. The time required to read through them once was also the shortest. The others would require at least half an hour while some even up to two hours! Hence, reading and writing became the main theme of Happy's life that day. 
He did not go to classes in reality, but instead came to the game to read and write. Many people would find it hilarious and strange. 
"The Osprey sings on the small island in the river. A kind and beautiful girl is the ideal partner for a boy."
Since Happy had experience from his previous life, he could easily read aloud many of the sentences, and he did so with great ease. He finished reading and writing the entire book in one go and looked like one of the NPC students who served as a background beside him. 
Happy did not notice that the players further away had already become dumbstruck. 
They could be considered as old timers in the private school, and when they were free, they would come there to chat. However, they had only met a handful of people who came to the school to study. Most would just quickly glance at the books and would run away after they saw the exorbitant prices. Sometimes, a rich person would drop by and read Three Characters Classics, but they would be defeated by the prices after that too. 
None of them were like Happy.
He had a pile of stupidly expensive books in front of him while he waved his brush and wrote at a moderate pace. He looked as if he wanted to spend all his money in the school. 
But even if he wanted to spend his money, he needed to actually have it first. 
The six people were completely intimidated by Happy's presence and bearing! They held their breaths and did not even dare to breathe loudly while whispering into each other's ears to try and guess his identity. 
"He bought around ten of them… That's at least five hundred thousand, maybe six hundred thousand taels of silver."
"If we convert it to RMB, that's tens of thousands. This brat sure is willing to spend his money. Isn't it better to just buy a few high-tier martial art manuals if he's so rich? What's the point of pushing his Comprehension so high now?"
"Who knows? Besides, how would you know if he doesn't have any high-tier martial arts? Judging by his bearing, he doesn't treat money as anything. Tsk, tsk, when can I also be like him?"
"The likes of you? You waste your life when you have nothing to do! If I have to say, you can forget about it in this life, that is, unless there is an inflation!"
"Shut your trap."
While the group chatted, it gradually lost its interest in the stranger who continued to read without looking at anyone. The six bent over their tables and continued to spend their time in boredom. 
Throughout it all, Happy never stopped. He was completely immersed in reading and writing, and the books on his table vanished one after another. 
Sometimes, he would log out, but when he logged in, he would return to the private school and pick up a book without any hesitation. He continued reading out loud and writing from where he had stopped. During that period of time, the people who had been stationed in the private school to keep watch had been switched a few times. 
Ding!
When the system notified Happy that he had obtained another Comprehension point, he heard the sound of footsteps, and a person walked into the private school. The change in the lighting made Happy instinctively cast a glance at the entrance. 
It was a man with an incomplete silvery-white mask. He only had half his face in the open while standing not far away from Happy. His footsteps were steady, and he had one hand pressed against his sword. He gave off a noble and aggressive feeling! His presence was that of a military man. 
He had a cold expression on his face while he stood at the entrance of the private school. He swept through the school with a scrutinizing glance, and soon, he noticed Happy, because he was really eye catching in his blue robes while he sat among a sea of white-robed scholars. 
Happy did not give off the presence of a wandering martial artist when in his blue robes. He held a book in his hand while he read out loud. Since he had been doing it for a long time, his gaze had become calm, and his presence was one of indifference. He created the image of a scholar who stood aloof to the rest of the world, and the books before him gave him an unfathomable air. 
Their gazes met in the air, and their expressions changed. Two different presences clashed. One of them was tough, while the other was gentle. However, when the two gazes met, unimaginable sparks flew. 
The man with the silver mask had a tough and fierce presence, a cold and indifferent temperament, and his gaze was sharp. He looked like a saber that had been drawn from its scabbard. He made other people feel as if the air had frozen. 
The six players in the private school were completely intimidated. They held their breaths and looked at each other at a loss. 
Happy was the exact opposite. 
Even though he had the calm look of a scholar, when he faced the silver-masked man, he did not seem to have noticed the aggressive presence that made the newcomer seem like a mountain. He was like a vast and calm ocean that had no waves. While he sat, he made the silver-masked man feel as if the aggressive presence he gave off struck nothing. He felt slightly awkward and unhappy. 
His gaze darkened. 
'A powerful enemy!'
He nodded quietly to show his respect. The silver-masked man then searched for a spot, placed his sword on the ground, and sat down. His posture made him look like a general who had just returned to the imperial court. 
While he stared at the person's back, ripples slowly appeared in Happy's heart. The memories that were buried in the depths of his mind gradually became clear when he examined the familiar incomplete silver-white mask. 
'It's him!'
He was a legendary player who was rumored to be a retired military man. He had created a military martial art himself and killed a high-ranking player who had a high-tier martial art at the seventh realm. It was an event which had shocked the entire World of Martial Arts. 
The man's name was Silver Wolf. 
Happy remembered that Silver Wolf had become famous very early on and stirred up the tide of players creating their own martial arts. Even he was affected by many of Silver Wolf's battle replays. From them, he gradually came to understand that martial arts counteracted each other. It was a pity, however, that before long, Silver Wolf completely disappeared from World of Martial Arts. 
Silver Wolf did not return after Happy rose to power. He seemed to have retreated from the World of Martial Arts because of some events in reality. It made Happy feel incredibly regretful, because he longed to have his skills advance after facing such a tough opponent!
He did not expect that they would have the chance to meet again under such circumstances. 
Silver seemed to have noticed Happy's attentive gaze. He turned around while sitting in the front with the hidden part of his face toward Happy. The holes where his eyes were shone with a profound light. There was a hint of wariness and puzzlement in the man's eyes. 
Happy smiled to show good will. Then, he redirected his gaze to the book in his hands. 
It was best if he did not interfere with the events that had nothing to do with him. 
Silver Wolf might be destined to only be a passerby who would appear briefly in his life. 
Speaking of which, he only needed three more Comprehension points to reach the requirements to practice Seven Stars Sword. It was a high-tier sword technique in Mystical Realm, and it would be his first high-tier sword technique. 


When he returned to the World of Martial Arts, the game was filled with blood and battles! Chen Kaixin had chased after the footsteps of the one emperor, two empresses, three princes, seven dukes, and thirteen aces for three years, but during the eve of the Sword Among Us tournament in Mount Hua, he was ambushed by evil bastards, and was killed so much that his level dropped to that of a newbie. He completely lost the chance to join the ranks of the powerful players in the game! In great disappointment, Kaixin quit the game and got drunk so that he could forget his sadness, but during that stormy night, Chen Kaixin found that he had actually dreamed for a total of three years, because when he woke up again, he woke up to three years ago, when he was still a student. 

It was the first day of school in the year. Everyone that was heading to the school couldn't wait to get there. In fact, most of the new students had been so excited that they couldn't really sleep the previous night and was ready to go way ahead of time.

After all, this year I was the Student President and I would be greeting the new students at the gate. AT THE GATE!! Did you want to know how I became the school president. Eh this principal of mine, to take advantage of my absence to make this decision and I quote, 

"You are a brilliant pupil and with this responsibility you will be able to stay in class more often."

 No, but what is this excuse. I already tell you that it is a plot, but frankly, I do not see at what it rhymes. Everyone knows that I don't really like this kind of thing. I don't have enough work? He has to add more.

So everyone basically dressed up as much as one can dress up while wearing a school uniform and following school regulation hairstyles. Did that stop them from trying? Heck no. Light make up was done, but so slight that it would go unnoticed. Scented powder. Coy looks practiced in front the mirror.

You know, the usual.

"Urgh, I'm so hot," 

Finn complained as he stood at the gate with me.

I looked at him, 

"It's 7am. The sun isn't up high yet. What nonsense are you spouting so early in the morning?"

Finn grinned at me, wriggling his eyebrows, pointed at himself and said,

 "My dear friend. Hear me properly. I. Am. SO. HOT."

"Narcissistic," 

I muttered, with a tone of dedain, hitting him on the shoulder.

"The real question is, though," 
He started as he smiled and waved to some students. 

"Why are there so many students coming in so early? Didn't they know that in the news we're starting at 8am?"

"You mean the same news that said we would be here greeting them when they come in?" 

I asked back.

"Oh."

"Yes, Finn. Oh,"

When all of this is finished, everyone was gathered and sitting in the Hall excitedly. The new students were staring about them in complete amazement, feeling extremely lucky that they managed to enter this school.

The competition to enter had been fierce.

There had been so many applications to enter that the  Principal had quite a headache to filter them out. Entry requirements became much more stringent. Unlike most, however, the  Principal wasn't focused solely on academic merit.

He wanted the school to be the place that the elite would shine even more as the elite Class was there, but also the weak ones that would not shine in an ordinary academic setting. During the time the school had done the test when he first was admitted, he had also designed another exam. This time, the admissions exams for the upcoming new year.

Thus, every hopeful applicant had to sit for an admissions exam which was held a week after the school holidays. With the results, the Principal would choose the candidates based on two things: a comparison between their academic records and the scores obtained from the admissions exam.

If their scores were high on both, then they were accepted. These were possible candidates for elite Class.

If their exam scores were high but academic records were weak, then they were accepted. These were candidates with the greatest chance of benefitting from the programme.

The rest of the numbers were then made up of those who scored high on the admissions exam.

Only 100 could be admitted and there had been 1000 applications. You can imagine the chaos and work involved.


The Principal  stood at the podium, grinning away.

"Welcome! Welcome to the new students at the Academy and welcome back, old students at the Academy too!"

All the returning students cheered, completely shocking all the new students. Shocked, because they've always been taught to keep quiet when the teacher is talking. In this case, when the Principal is giving a speech. Seen and not heard.

They looked at the principal, only to find that not only was he not angry, he was also looking happier. He gleefully rubbed his hands together then finally put them out, palms up and then waving them down.

Everyone settled down quietly.

"It's great to have people actually wanting to come to school!" 
The Principal said and everyone shouted in happiness again.

"Or is it because you just wanted to see The Delatour and CO again?" 

He teased and people laughed though no one could really refute that either.

Eyes darted over to look at them, who was sitting on a chair on the stage, next to Alexa. A lot of girls just sighed hearts in their eyes. I saw my brother Alex looked at all of them and flashed his Million-Dollar Smile, hitting more people right where they were vulnerable.

"Ah, I'm kidding," 

The principal  said, waving his hand in front of his face,

 "This school is full of awesome students, bringing this school even higher than before."

After that, he then went on to give the results of the last major examinations, which revealed that more students got good scores and were accepted into good places of higher education. He then went on to give a list of those who achieved great things during the holidays.

It wasn't limited to academic achievements, but for anything that had been done. Ranging from winning national contests or social activities such as fundraising.

After that I gave a speech of welcome and encouragement. After all these activities, the students proceeded with their activities since the courses did not start until tomorrow, they took advantage to familiarize themselves with their new environment. and just like that the new year began.

Monsoon at my door, little bit feeling drowsy that day but I had to attend my first day of school.  Who am I? The common question of the society, whenever we human had to say something about anything but I wanted to skip that old fashioned approach of introducing every character that I am going to mention. So, where was I, oh, yes, I was feeling less active for my first day of high school. The rainy season just trying to whistle to my ears when my first day of high school started. I wasn't ready for it, out of nowhere sudden rush of airy storms in my ways, pushed me to hurry. By the force of weather, I ran off to my school, there I rushed to fall over a guy in black raincoat. He was there for his little sister's admission. I was fully awake after fallen into him. Me and him were not ready for that accident. As embarrassing as it was, we didn't even glanced each other, nevertheless about introducing each other to know but he managed to ask me where was the admission office, so, like a good, obedient, well mannered kid,  I showed him where it was and he apparently went there with his soaked up documents. I wasn't late but I didn't wait for him either.  It turned into a beautiful day within 10 minutes, gloomy heavy day turned into a little bit stormy airy day. I found out that we had to attend to a student orientation program. Our orientation program held in the hall, it was far from our school and teachers room, in between we had a field surrounded by the rose and lily garden along with iron benches and just in the back, there was a student hostel with cafeteria, there was a hospital alongside in the corner of that row just for school campus,  there was a staff room with it and student activists space, various kinds of student clubs free spaces that were still not reserved by the students,  indoor swimming pool was only attached with the hall where our student orientation was held. It was a grand arrangement. On one side of the hall there was arranged all seatings for the students for seminars and on the other side there was a dance floor, buffet arrangement with washrooms.  From the hall, the beautiful view of the sea green swimming pool could be enjoyed. Our swimming pool was tiled and designed with sea green, white marble floors and there it was engraved, our school and university logo, a snow white swan getting ready to fly. We could use wash room as a lounge. It was wide enough to coexist with other gender, to lie down or to change our uniform. We also had our own lockers. It started, our orientation, we all shared our own colourful dreams with our dean who had a great influence on our headmaster and principal. He assured us that we all could achieve it if we work for it. What I saw that we all had our own dreams but it's all inexpensive. Garden of dreams shining through the all students eyes with hopeful colours that could be seen in the near future probably, but who was going to care if it's not going to be achieved or shine because all we like to see was, the shining stars that didn't even needed any teachers guidance by their own brilliance. However, our school was separated in three sections elementary school, high school and university where students could take higher studies as many as they could. I was in high school section. Our school tried to make us as good as they could trained, to be a good citizen of our country, so we should not be the burden of any kind by staying, living, eating and shitting in our country, that's the main objectivity and aim of our school, atleast that was what I thought on my opinion.  They educated us, trained us through student activists various club members. These clubs got their membership through the interest on particular subject, it could be book readers, ancient historic relic or book collectors, cartoonists,  manga artists,  journalists, speakers, planters, stamp collectors, theaters, writers and many more things, as long as we were not harming the environment of our university, it was okay. Our activists were chosen by the school authorities, school and high school was under the same jurisdiction ruler as precisely I might say a warlord who was the member of university authorities. So, nothing was easy. Everything was under the moonlight trees where everything could not be seen. Our activists work were simple, they just needed to approve and welcome us with their open arms as a club member and help us to trained ourselves on our subject, so we could make out a profession from it, if we could.  Our uniform was also provided by our school. Sewn, cleaned, dried and ironed uniform,  we had to collect it from the school every week. It was easy to study in our school,  we just needed to attend everyday that's all, everything would be helped out if we any numb skull ever suffered. Yes, we knew that we were not the children of any scholars or inventors or any dripping brilliance humanoid or any scholarship achievers or born intellect so, we needed to work more harder to make the environment clean of our country, atleast not a burden or garbage that's what we had to prove by graduating from there. Meanwhile,  that guy I met earlier was a police officer, later I knew from him when I spoke to him. He was there for getting admission of his little sister in school. He was writing an application for installation payment program, so he could pay  without suffering. I said earlier, we all trained up there from our primary level to highest level. I saw how seriously he was applying for his kid sister.  I said nothing but to walk away for that day from school to my heavenly pleasurable armchair that was waiting for me at my room.

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