The villainous simp ignores the plot and mercilessly torments the female lead to tears.

Qin Yan glanced at Ming Yu and Dongfang Bai: "Let's go."

The two nodded and followed Qin Yan into the academy.

The group entered the academy and headed straight for the arena.

He encountered many students from the academy on the way. When the students saw Qin Yan, they didn't say anything, but their eyes and expressions were full of disdain.

Seeing this, Mingyu was furious: "Damn it, what are they so proud of? Do they really think they can be our opponents?"

Qin Yan remained completely unmoved: "Alright, that's enough."

Then a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face again: "Today, let them see the strength of us scions of aristocratic families who have been built up by various resources."

At this point, Qin Yan shook his head: "The Beijing Martial Arts Academy has thirty spots for the National Elite Selection Competition. With the rest of us plus the collateral descendants of various families, how many spots will there be left for the geniuses from ordinary families to compete for?"

It's not that Qin Yan is discriminatory or anything; it's just the truth.

The reason why aristocratic families were able to establish themselves was because they had an ancestor with extraordinary talent and strength.

Such people's partners are also exceptionally talented, and their offspring are generally just as gifted. Coupled with ample resources, it would be difficult for them not to become powerful.

Ordinary students, unless they are truly exceptionally talented, will find it very difficult to compete with these aristocratic families.

It should be noted that in previous years, the elite selection competitions typically featured 26 or 27 spots occupied by scions of prominent families, with only three or four being students from ordinary families.

A burst of laughter erupted behind Qin Yan, and then they followed Qin Yan to the side of the arena.

The area around the arena was already packed with students, most of whom were there to watch the excitement; not many were actually participating in the competition.

Because the Capital Martial Arts Academy has a rule that only martial artists who have reached the fourth rank can participate in the selection competition.

Only a little over four hundred students in the entire school possess the strength of a fourth-rank martial artist, with a small number of them even reaching the fifth rank.

A small portion of these students were from commoner families, while the majority were scions of powerful clans or descendants of martial arts masters.

In comparison, Qin Yan's strength doesn't seem to have any advantage on the surface; if you only look at his cultivation level, he can only be ranked in the middle to lower range.

Most of Mingyu, Dongfang Bai, and others were at a higher level than Qin Yan, especially Mingyu, who had already reached the fifth rank.

The reason for this is not that they are much more talented than Qin Yan, but simply because Qin Yan is younger. Qin Yan is only a sophomore this year, while the others are all upperclassmen.

The newly appointed dean on the podium, Dongfang Bai's uncle Dongfang Qingsong, stood up after everyone had arrived and loudly announced, "Everyone, please be quiet. I now announce that the selection process for this year's Global University Elite Competition has officially begun."

With Dongfang Qingsong's command, the entire academy erupted in cheers once again, with everyone encouraging their favorite players.

The match list was also displayed on the large screen behind the podium.

Qin Yan glanced at the screen and was surprised to find himself competing in the very first match of the first round against a collateral member of the Yun family named Yun Wei.

Qin Yan smiled and shook his head, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and landed on the stage as gracefully as a swift.

At this moment, Yun Wei also stepped onto the stage.

Before the referee could announce the start of the match, Yun Wei raised his hand and chuckled, "Referee, I concede."

Then he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Qin Yan: "Young Master Qin, I know you are very powerful, and I admit I am no match for you, so I will take my leave now."

After saying that, he ran off the stage without looking back.

The referee was used to this and immediately declared Qin Yan the winner.