Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
Andrew shook his head.
âThere are some people who donât deserve to be placed in my eyes.
âTell me, is it reasonable for such a person to throw his face on the ground and want others to help him pick it up?â
How could the teacher of Okun University not understand such sarcasm?
He immediately berated, âAndrew, no matter how talented you are, our Okun University will never accept you!â
âOur University of Orleans will never accept a person with an improper character!â
The University of Orleans admissions teacher also stood up.
His figure was straight, and his entire body was filled with the aura of a soldier... However, the school logo on his chest was a roasted wing, causing people to drool uncontrollably.
On the other hand, the teachers from the top few universities did not say anything.
Kellyâs expression became even uglier.
The head of the Education Bureau looked at him meaningfully.
If Andrew was boycotted by these universities because of his âcharacterâ, it was equivalent to someone slapping President Kellyâs face with a size 42 shoe. By then, the principal of the third high school would probably wake up from his sleep laughing.
The head of the Education Bureau would also be unhappy.
Andrew frowned. He was a person with a very good temper.
But...
It was only limited to those who were good to him.
âOrleans University?
âOkun University?
âHehe.â
After laughing, Andrew continued, âIf you guys arenât willing to recruit me, Iâm not willing to go to your university either.â
He looked at the teacher of Okun University and said meaningfully, âI donât know about the University of Orleans, but Okun University... seems to have a rather poor foundation. Even the recruitment teacher is much weaker than the other universities.â
âWhat did you say?â
The enrollment teacher of Okun University was furious. No matter what, he was still a peak fourth-grade martial artist.
Compared to the other enrollment teachers present, he was a little weaker, but he didnât expose his shortcomings when scolding others. Andrewâs words were like steel needles, directly piercing into his heart.
Moreover, he had originally graduated from Okun University.
After graduating, he stayed at Okun University and had been in charge of the schoolâs logistics.
It could be said that he had deep feelings for Okun University.
âWhat? Did I say something wrong?â
Andrew didnât think much of it and said coldly, âYou keep saying that my character isnât good, but your Okun Universityâs recruitment teacherâs character is good?
âAt the third high school, it was also your Okun Universityâs guy who suddenly attacked a high school student like me.
âWhat? Youâre going to attack me too?â
At the side, Principal Kelly was anxious.
He quickly tried to dissuade him and said, âTeacher Drizzt, calm down. Andrew is still young...â
As he said that, he looked at Andrew and winked at him. He deliberately used a scolding tone and said, âAndrew, shut up. Stop talking!â
âGet lost!â
Drizzt ignored his dissuasion.
He reached out his hand and grabbed at him.
Principal Kelly was just an ordinary high school principal. His first-grade cultivation had been raised at a great cost.
He only felt his world spinning.
Then, he was slammed hard on the corridor.
Andrew had just pushed the door open and entered, but the door was still open.
Principal Kelly let out a pigâs cry and shouted, âWaist... my waist!â
Drizzt snorted coldly and charged towards Andrew.
Rumble!
With a single punch, the air exploded.
The teachers from the other universities didnât stop him.
To be able to break the arm of a martial artist of the third grade with a single palm, he should have the strength to fight against the peak of the fourth-grade.
It was just the right time to take a look at Andrewâs strength.
However, in the next moment, an even more furious voice resounded throughout the private room.
âBastard, how dare you hit our Principal Kelly!â
Principal Kelly, who was lying on the ground, felt relieved.
Good Kid.
As long as he didnât forget me.
Andrew punched.
With Dean Carrollâs experience, this time...
He withdrew more than half of his strength and didnât draw his sword.
It was just an ordinary punch.
Crack!
Drizztâs arm was fractured, making a crisp sound.
His body was sent flying, and he fiercely crashed into the wine table.
The head of the Education Bureau at the side rubbed his eyes.
This scene...
Why did it seem like he had seen it before?
Crackle, crackle.
On the wine table, wine and dishes were scattered all over the ground.
âDing!â
âYou have defeated a fighter of the fourth grade. You receive a reward: +30 strengthening points.â
The eyes of the few teachers from the higher-ranked universities lit up, and they jumped to their feet in unison.
The peak of the fourth stage?
Thatâs not right!
At the very least, he was a fighter of the fifth stage!
If he were to be admitted into a university, he would definitely receive praise from the leaders.
However, the few of them didnât expect this.
Andrew clenched his fists. âTeachers, donât get excited. Come one by one.â
...
The three admissions teachers looked at each other.
They didnât come back to their senses.
What was the meaning of this?
Did Andrew think that they were going to attack him like Drizzt?
âAndrew, we...â
The three of them didnât have time to explain.
Andrew beat them to it and punched them in the face.
Their minds went blank and they lay on the ground.
In the corridor, President Kelly slowly got up.
âAndrew... Donât you want to go to a university?â
To him, Andrew could only be used as publicity material if he entered a top ten university.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
But now, he had offended half of the top ten martial arts schools.
How could a good recruitment scene become like this?