The sound of knocking on the door.
Baiyu put on his clothes and went out. Geoffrey, the teaching assistant from the Research Academy, stood at the door with a cold sneer on his face.
While moving the wooden bucket, Baiyu poured the depleted Spirit Technique down the drain and picked up the shirt hanging on the rack.
A month of intense training.
He had become noticeably leaner.
His body was more proportionate, with a sharp glint occasionally flashing in his eyes.
He had fully cultivated the entire five volumes of the Extreme Demon Bone Tempering Technique. Now his Blood Qi had reached the limit of a Tier Eight Martial Artist, 5000 calories!
His mental strength had also increased to 400 Pascals.
In the Blood and Qi Central Hub below his abdomen, drop after drop of bright red liquid hovered in the Blood Qi fog.
The Blood Qi had already reached its limit.
To keep growing, he must compress the Blood Qi, which is another long and arduous task.
"Dean Su has called you to class. Next week is the quarterly assessment."
Geoffrey said coldly.
Since becoming a teaching assistant, all the freshmen in the academy had respected him, at least they wouldn’t openly disrespect him as Baiyu did.
His dissatisfaction with Baiyu had reached its peak, and he had often made it difficult for him in front of the teachers.
Baiyu waved his hand.
Seeing the other party’s indifferent attitude, Geoffrey couldn’t suppress his anger, "Baiyu, do you know how many people dream of having the position you hold?
Many people strive hard but never get the chance.
The Martial Arts School is not a place for you to idle away your life. The GPA you receive each month is a school subsidy for our cultivation, not for your indulgence."
Baiyu frowned and turned around, looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled casually, "Is your brain fried?"
He truly didn’t understand what nonsense Geoffrey was spouting.
It sounded like a bunch of grand principles.
But essentially it was just because his authority as a teaching assistant had been challenged, making him feel ashamed and angry.
This kind of person who thinks they understand everything but knows nothing, yet likes to preach and stand on a moral high ground, is really annoying.
"You dare talk to me ?!!
I’m just here to tell you if you don’t get satisfactory results in the quarterly assessment, the dean will deal with you accordingly."
Geoffrey said through gritted teeth, coldly:
"Don’t think that just because you got first in the entrance exam, you can be arrogant.
In these two months, everyone’s progress speed is beyond your imagination, and you’re just idling away in your dorm, going nowhere.
While you’re being lazy, others have already left you far behind.
You got lucky last time and escaped misfortune, but for this month’s task, let’s see how you complete it."
"Really? Then what do you understand after saying so much?" Baiyu glanced at him casually and walked past him downstairs.
Under the morning light.
Geoffrey’s figure was half-hidden in darkness, gritting his teeth, trembling with uncontrollable rage, his expression twisted.
After the entrance exam, Baiyu attended class for the first time.
The Research Academy had several teaching buildings.
Most students in the Research Academy were engaged in research.
Their Blood Qi cultivation also couldn’t lag too far behind.
The body is the capital for learning. Without a strong physique, how can one conduct research with peace of mind?
Over a hundred students were discussing the key points highlighted by Dean Su earlier, which would be the focus of next week’s school quarterly assessment.
When Baiyu arrived at the classroom, Su Ruji had already left.
Several students’ eyes fell on him.
Baiyu walked into the classroom and immediately spotted Su Ahzhong, who joined the Research Academy with him, taking two steps forward: "Ahzhong, where’s Dean Su?"
"He left a while ago, president. Today Dean Su didn’t look too happy, you should be careful."
Su Ahzhong whispered.
Baiyu sighed helplessly.
He didn’t attend class because the freshman courses taught at the Research Academy didn’t have anything worth learning, and self-scheduled study time was far more efficient for him.
"Dean Su said if you don’t achieve good results in this quarterly assessment, he’ll punish you personally. Here are my class notes from this period and highlighted exam points.
You can use them to review, president."
Su Ahzhong took out a notebook from under the desk.
It’s still the members who care about him.
Just as Baiyu was about to take it, another hand pressed on the notebook.
A cute girl with a bun hairstyle glared at him angrily, "Su Ahzhong, put away your notebook. Those who don’t attend class can only learn their lesson by failing the exam."
"This is the vice class monitor, Chu Chan." Su Ahzhong whispered in Baiyu’s ear.
Baiyu looked up, glanced at the angry little girl in front of him, and couldn’t help but laugh, "As the vice class monitor, can you live with yourself deliberately failing students?"
"If I fail the exam, you’ll be half the reason."
A flicker of hesitation appeared on Chu Chan’s face, and her assurance quickly faltered.
She felt that Baiyu’s words had a problem but couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
However, she still insisted, "No way, you skip class and spoil the academy’s atmosphere and reputation.
You were the top in the entrance exam and should set a positive example, but now you have become a negative example in the teachers’ eyes!
If every student were like you, there would be no need for the Research Academy to exist."
"Vice class monitor, the president may have his reasons for not attending class, and his learning methods are different from ours."
Su Ahzhong still handed the notebook to Baiyu.
Chu Chan puffed her cheeks in anger, gave the two a glare, then turned her head away and immersed herself in her studies at the desk.
With Su Ruji absent, Baiyu didn’t want to provoke the dean.
As long as he didn’t perform poorly in the quarterly assessment, the dean wouldn’t trouble him. Sigh, it’s not that I don’t want to attend class, it’s just that I prefer to study on my own, dean.
The office door was slammed with a deafening noise.
Lin Qingsong and Ye Sheng looked at Su Ruji’s state, finding it both amusing and frustrating.
"Unbelievable, it’s just too much!
In all my years of teaching, I’ve never encountered such a student.
From the start of the term, a full two months now, neither I as dean nor any teacher in the Research Academy has seen him even once.
How do we even handle a student ?
I’ve never been so frustrated!!"
Su Ruji’s face was flushed with anger, grabbing the teacup off the table and taking a big gulp of the contents.
Ye Sheng nodded, "Indeed, this kid Baiyu needs a bit of a waking up, we can’t let his talents go to waste.
Skipping classes also sets a bad example for the other students.
The school’s learning atmosphere will deteriorate.
Playful, arrogant, we’ve all been there.
There’s time to call him in and give him some guidance.
It’s only been two months.
With his talent, he hasn’t fallen behind much, a little effort and he can still catch up and become a leading figure among the students."
Su Ruji nodded in agreement.
The two deans were still interested in Baiyu’s talent, only feeling that the student had strayed off path and needed to be guided back.
Lin Qingsong beside them laughed, "Why get so worked up, both of you? I’ve looked into Baiyu, and he might be different from the other students; you might let him learn on his own.
Sometimes, the path we plan for students isn’t always the best.
Isn’t the quarterly assessment yet to come?
After the assessment, evaluate his performance and then draw conclusions."