High Martial Arts: Slay enemies to become stronger, forge invincibility from billions of corpses.

Song Chen loosened his grip and took a step back: "Your sword is not bad. If you loosen your wrist a little more, the sword speed can be increased by 20%."

The girl's eyes reddened, not because she lost, but because Song Chen was actually giving her pointers.

She bowed, turned and walked off the field, tears falling onto the alloy floor.

The examiner announced: "Number 001, Song Chen, wins, points increased by 100."

The third match, the fourth match, the fifth match, the sixth match...

Without exception, in all ten matches, he defeated his opponent with a single move without even drawing his sword.

With ten victories, one thousand points, and three hundred points from the Qi and Blood test, Song Chen's total score has reached one thousand three hundred points.

The freshmen watched Song Chen's retreating figure, their expressions shifting from shock to numbness; the difference was simply too great.

On the judges' panel, Han Zhongming took off his glasses, pointed at Song Chen, and said, "This year's freshmen are terrible. Song Chen didn't even use a third of his strength."

The examiner glanced at the screen and cleared his throat: "Number 001, Song Chen, a perfect score, total score of 1,300 points, plus 300 points from the blood and qi test, for a total of 1,600 points, a perfect score, confirmed to enter the genius class."

This has always been the rule at Tianhai University: a perfect score guarantees admission to the gifted class.

The class placement assessment is still ongoing.

On the alloy court of the stadium, two freshmen were fiercely competing. This time, they were evenly matched, making it somewhat entertaining to watch.

The clash of swords and fists, the shockwaves from the collision of blood and qi, made the flags on the sidelines flutter wildly.

The audience in the stands watched intently, bursting into applause and cheers from time to time.

This is one of the top-ranked matches among the freshmen, and the outcome will directly affect the allocation of spots in the gifted class. No one dares to take it lightly.

Song Chen slung the Thunder Blade over his shoulder, straightened his collar, and then turned and walked toward the judges' table.

On the judges' panel, Han Zhongming was recording scores with his head down when he caught a glimpse of someone walking over and looked up.

Upon seeing that it was Song Chen, the old man raised an eyebrow slightly: "What is it?"

Song Chen stood in front of the judges' panel, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so professors present, finally settling on Zhou Heming in the very center.

The old man's hands were folded on his cane, his white hair shining brightly in the sunlight, as if he was waiting for him to say something.

"I want to leave early," Song Chen said, looking at him.

There was a moment of silence on the judges' panel.

The professors exchanged glances, their expressions varied; some frowned, some looked puzzled, and some shook their heads slightly.

Han Zhongming adjusted his glasses, his voice gentle but serious: "Song Chen, the class placement assessment is not over yet. Although you have been confirmed to enter the genius class, according to the procedure, you should stay in the room until all the new students have finished their assessments. This is out of respect for your classmates and for the assessment itself."

Song Chen did not refute, knowing that Han Zhongming was right.

According to the rules, he shouldn't have left early.

But he didn't come here to follow the rules; he came to Tianhai University to become stronger, and becoming stronger requires kill points.

Sitting here watching others fight won't magically increase your kill count.

"I know, but I need to take on real combat missions."

The judges' panel fell silent again, this time for even longer than before.

Han Zhongming frowned even more: "A real-world mission? You've only just enrolled and haven't even had a single class yet."

"The school's combat mission system has strict level restrictions. Freshmen must first complete the basic courses on campus and pass the safety training before they can unlock the lowest level of combat missions. In your current state, you will not be assigned any missions at all."

Song Chen was taken aback; he hadn't considered this aspect.

When he was at Tianhe South Fortress, he was conscripted and did not need any special authority.

But Tianhai University is different; it's a school, and it has its own rules.

"What do I need to do to accept the quest?"

Han Zhongming opened his mouth, about to speak, when Zhou Heming spoke up.

The old man's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable weight: "Let him go."

Students in the gifted program are exempt from basic courses.

"As long as you pass the final comprehensive assessment, the school doesn't care about the process. If you want to take on practical tasks, go to the Practical Tasks Department and ask them to grant you the necessary permissions. Just say that I told you so."

Song Chen looked at the old man and nodded: "Thank you, Professor Zhou."

Zhou Heming did not respond, and continued to look at the documents on the table, as if nothing had happened.

Han Zhongming sighed, picked up a card from the table and handed it to Song Chen: "This is your student access card. Your basic information has already been entered into it. The school's points system, practical mission system, and resource application system are all in here."

"When you go to the combat department, just show them this card."

"School points are very important. You need to use points to redeem things like cultivation rooms, pills, weapon maintenance, and rare cultivation techniques in the library."

"The fastest way to earn points is to do practical missions. With your current strength, you can take on C-level or even B-level missions, but the first time you take on a mission, the practical mission department may give you a D-level or C-level mission as an evaluation."

"Don't think it's too low-level, just do it first. After you finish, higher-level tasks will be unlocked based on your performance."

Song Chen took the card and put it in his pocket.

"Thank you, Professor Han."

Han Zhongming waved his hand, a helpless yet appreciative smile on his face: "Go ahead, don't embarrass Tianhai University."

Song Chen turned around and walked towards the stadium exit.

On the judges' panel, Qin Ruolan looked at that retreating figure and said, "This child doesn't plan to attend a single day of class."

Han Zhongming gave a wry smile: "Geniuses all have tempers. Back then, didn't you also skip a single class and spend every day on the training field?"

Qin Ruolan shook her head: "I'm different. My special ability is unique, and no one can teach me."

"Isn't the result the same?"

Qin Ruolan thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's true."

Zhou Heming did not participate in their conversation.

He looked down at the documents on the table, but he couldn't concentrate on a single word.

He was thinking about something: this kid named Song Chen had the same energy he had when he was young.

I can't sit still, I can't wait, I always feel like there's not enough time, and I wish I could split each day into two.

Such people have two possible fates: one is to die on the way, and the other is to reach a place where no one else can go.

His prayer was the second one.

When Song Chen walked out of the stadium, the sunlight shone directly on his face.

He raised his wrist, opened the tactical terminal, and inserted the access card that Han Zhongming had given him.

The screen flickered, and a new interface popped up: Tianhai University Student System.

The interface has several main modules: personal information, school points, course schedule, practical tasks, and resource application.

He opened his personal information, and the screen displayed:

Name: Song Chen

Student ID: 20760001

[College: Martial Arts Academy]

[Class: Gifted Class]

[Qi and Blood: 305]

【Mental Power: 246】

[School Points: 0]