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Chapter 6

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The afternoon class still made An Lin sleepy, but after experiencing the disturbance in class in the morning, he didn't have the guts to sleep in class.

For An Lin, the only interesting thing in the afternoon was the class monitor election.

This election was hosted by their homeroom teacher, Flying Sword God. He was also the head of the freshmen. He looked fresh and handsome, and instantly attracted many fangirls in the class.

The position of class monitor was elected by democratic voting. Those who wanted to run for the position could directly go to the podium to canvass for votes.

Xuanyuan Cheng's election speech was simple and crude. He only had one sentence:

"Everyone here is the strongest among this batch of freshmen, so your class monitor must also be the strongest among this batch. Because only then can he be worthy of this position!"

Xuanyuan Cheng praised his classmates and himself. It had to be said that it was very effective.

In the end, after a period of competition, and Su Qianyun didn't participate in the election, Xuanyuan Cheng won the position of class monitor with an absolute advantage of votes.

After school, the newly appointed class monitor, Xuanyuan Cheng, came to An Lin's side.

'Is he going to make a move on me so soon?' An Lin's heart jolted with shock.

A new officer makes three moves. It seemed that Xuanyuan Cheng was finally starting to put on a show of strength to the unusual ones in his class.

"This class doesn't allow trash to exist." Xuanyuan Cheng said calmly.

'Sure enough …'

After hearing this sentence, before An Lin could react, his anger was dispelled by Xuanyuan Cheng's next sentence.

"So, Classmate An Lin, you have to work hard!"

"If you encounter any problems in cultivation, you can tell me. As the class monitor, I will do my best to help you!"

After saying that, Xuanyuan Cheng showed a refreshing smile to An Lin. He even patted his shoulder to show encouragement, then turned around and left.

An Lin looked at Xuanyuan Cheng's back as he left, unable to come back to his senses.

It turns out that I met a good class leader!





At night, An Lin continued to meditate and cultivate.

He could feel his cultivation increasing bit by bit.

But because he didn't have a specific reference, he didn't know how fast his cultivation was.

Sigh … I hope I can use my own strength to break through to the Fourth Stage Dao Body as soon as possible.

An Lin knew that raising his cultivation level could not be rushed. The more impatient he was, the worse the effects of raising his cultivation level would be.

The next day, An Lin, who wanted to cultivate peacefully, encountered trouble again.

A student from another class handed a letter to An Lin.

There were two large words on the envelope: Challenge!

Seeing these two big words, An Lin's heart suddenly jumped.

What kind of joke is this? Who did I provoke? How dare they issue a challenge to me!

An Lin opened the envelope uneasily and read its contents.

"I've heard that An Lin has a high cultivation level and is one of the three prodigies who received a True God's letter of recommendation.

"I'm the class leader of Class One, Liu Dabao. May I be so bold as to challenge you to a duel in front of the flower bed of the school building after school …"

The tone of the letter was normal at the beginning, but the last few sentences were completely different.

"Whoever doesn't show up for this duel is a coward without a penis!

"I've already spread the news of our duel to all the classes. There will be many students coming to watch the duel. I believe you won't stand us up, right?

"Then, let's meet after school!"

"Preposterous!" An Lin almost cursed out loud when he read the end of the letter.

How could An Lin not know what Liu Dabao was planning? He had just become the class leader of Class One. If he defeated a new student from Class One, it would be very impressive!

Apart from An Lin, any one of the students in Class One would be able to beat Liu Dabao to the ground with a single finger.

An Lin was different. His cultivation level was very low, but he was an influential figure among the new students.

Therefore, Liu Dabao cleverly chose An Lin as his opponent.

This way, he could not only strengthen his reputation, but also easily resolve the duel …

In the letter, he kept praising how powerful An Lin was. If he defeated An Lin in the duel, it would make him seem even more powerful.

The most hateful thing was that he also spread the news of the duel to all the classes.

With so many people watching, if An Lin didn't accept the duel, it would be really embarrassing.

If An Lin were to go and be defeated in front of everyone, it would be quite a humiliation for him.

This was really too infuriating. For the sake of fame, he would really do anything!

Although he had never seen what Liu Dabao looked like, An Lin had already cursed all of his ancestors.

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry all of a sudden?" Xu Xiaolan asked curiously when she saw An Lin's angry expression.

"Let me ask you, do you know the class leader of Class One, Liu Dabao?" An Lin asked in a low voice.

"Oh, the class leader of the gilded class. How could I know that kind of trash?" Xu Xiaolan didn't realize that her words had deeply hurt An Lin …

An Lin suppressed his sadness and asked in confusion, "Why is Class One called the gilded class?"

"As the name suggests, the students of that class come to Xiuxian United University to get gilded.

"Although our university has gathered most of the prodigies in the Kingdom of the Nine States, there are also some trash that came in through the back door.

"They come here purely to get a graduation certificate so that they can brag to others that they are also talented students," Xu Xiaolan said nonchalantly.

Hearing this, An Lin's heart was lit up with hope. "Then how high is the cultivation base of their class leader?"

"That's hard to say. The class leader of the gilded class probably doesn't become the class leader based on his cultivation base. It's probably whoever has a strong background."

"I'm guessing his cultivation base should be around the Fourth or Second Stage Dao Body. Our university probably won't accept people who can't cultivate at all," Xu Xiaolan replied.

An Lin grimaced. So this is a duel between the most powerful backdoor entrant of Xiuxian United University and the most powerful backdoor entrant of Class One?

"By the way, why are you asking this?" Xu Xiaolan asked curiously.

After learning about Liu Dabao's approximate cultivation base, An Lin was filled with heroic spirit and a surging battle intent ignited in his heart.

"Xu Xiaolan, don't leave after school. Watch as I trample the class leader of Class One under my feet!"





Time passed by quickly. Before he knew it, An Lin had finally arrived at the moment to prove himself.

Two people stood in an empty space in front of the school building's parterre.

Several hundred new students gathered around them. They came from all classes and came to watch out of curiosity after receiving Liu Dabao's message.

Even students from Class One had gathered here. However, they weren't here to cheer for An Lin. They were simply bored out of their minds and came to watch the show.

The protagonists of this duel were one of the three most influential new students, An Lin, who was known as the "most powerful backdoor entrant", and the class leader of Class One, Liu Dabao.

An Lin stood on the ground with his hands behind his back, facing Liu Dabao.

His handsome face paired with his white attire made him look elegant and extraordinary.

"He's An Lin? He doesn't look as bad as the rumors say, "a girl whispered.

She blushed when she saw An Lin's appearance.

A boy nodded in agreement. "In terms of temperament, he doesn't look like trash."

Across from An Lin, Liu Dabao's appearance appeared a bit more ordinary. However, he also displayed the demeanor of an expert at this moment. His slightly chubby face was filled with a solemn expression.

"You still came," Liu Dabao said coldly.

"Yes, I came." An Lin nodded. His white attire fluttered even though there was no wind.

"Then let's begin. Let's begin this anticipated battle," Liu Dabao said calmly.

"Okay." An Lin smiled calmly.

Just like that, the battle erupted.

Everyone present had witnessed a battle that they would never forget for the rest of their lives …

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