After finishing speaking, he pushed the senior students blocking the way and opened a path for the freshmen behind him to enter.

Just at that moment!

A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Luo Yongjian, grabbed him by the collar in one swift move, lifted him up, and with a fierce swing, threw him out of the training room.

Luo Yongjian was completely unable to react and was sent flying out, landing with a "plop" on the corridor outside the training room.

"Before noon, at 12 o'clock, freshmen are forbidden from entering the training room,"

the tall figure said slowly as he walked out of the training room, addressing the crowd of freshmen outside.

Some freshmen recognized the tall figure and whispered, "It's Guo Haidong, the Vice President of the External Relations Department of the Student Council, with a Biological Level of Ordinary Level 8 Peak, ranked 156 on the Peak List."

Hearing this, the surrounding freshmen instantly lost their courage.

The confidence that had been bolstered by the brilliant students of the first-year honors class vanished without a trace.

In their minds, facing such a strong figure of Ordinary Level 8 Peak, not to mention the top talents from the first-year honors class, even the freshman king Wang Linzichen would have had to frown and take the bitter pill.

However, Li Moyu was rather stubborn.

Faced with Guo Haidong, whose Biological Level was as high as Ordinary Level 8 Peak, he didn't feel a trace of fear in his heart.

What he felt was even more indignation and anger.

He locked eyes with Guo Haidong and loudly questioned, "The Student Council is an organization meant to maintain school discipline. As a member of the council, you are bullying freshmen. What is the meaning of this?"

Guo Haidong replied calmly, "I am maintaining order."

"The training room is too crowded now, letting more people in could lead to chaos."

"As a member of the Student Council, it is my duty to control the number of people in the training room and prevent unnecessary turmoil."

"..."

"Too many people inside? Where is it overcrowded? How come I see quite a few empty spots?" Li Moyu asked with great dissatisfaction.

Guo Haidong couldn't be bothered to explain and simply said, "If I say you can't go in, you can't. If you're unsatisfied, you can go to the Student Council or the Academic Affairs Office to complain about me."

After speaking, he turned back toward the training room, intending to close the training room's door, not allowing the freshmen outside to enter.

Seeing this, Li Moyu's anger surged.

He took a quick step forward and kicked the door that was about to close with a strong kick!

Then, he turned around and shouted to the crowd of freshmen behind him, "Everyone, charge with me!"

After speaking, he was the first to rush into the training room.

Luo Yongjian, who had just been thrown out, dusted off the dust from his body and immediately followed in Li Moyu's footsteps toward the training room.

With these two leading the charge, the freshmen waiting outside also charged, wanting to show the seniors inside a lesson— even rabbits bite when they are cornered!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud collision noise erupted.

Li Moyu, who was the first to charge into the training room, was instantly thrown out, tumbling over the corridor's wall and falling from the second floor, crashing heavily into the green belt downstairs.

"Bang!"

The same noise followed.

Luo Yongjian, the second one to enter, was also thrown out of the training room, crashing heavily into the green belt below, curling up from the pain, his face twisted in agony.

Seeing that both of them were thrown out, the freshmen who had followed them stopped in their tracks, instinctively stepped back a few paces, and dared not approach the training room's door again.

Guo Haidong walked out of the training room, looking displeased, and warned, "Anyone who dares to step one foot into the training room's door and doesn't follow the Student Council's instructions, the fate of those two just now will be your own!"

At these words, many freshmen chickened out.

They no longer dared to block the training room's door.

They turned and went downstairs to leave, planning to return after 12 o'clock to train in the training room.

They would rather sacrifice their lunch break than offend these seniors.

"Let's go, we're going to the Academic Affairs Office to file a complaint, we can't let Guo Haidong get away with this!"

Ma Xiwei said, grabbing Shen Qinghan's hand as they rushed towards the administration building to find her father Ma Zhenhe to handle the matter.

Not to use a dean father—that would be something only a fool would do.

Guo Haidong was here flexing his power, using his position as the son of a dean to bully the weaker!

However, halfway there, she changed direction with Shen Qinghan in tow and said, "I just remembered my dad went on a business trip today, to find your Zi Chen!"

...

Outside the training room.

A girl walked up to Guo Haidong's side, her face filled with worry as she said, "Brother Dong, that Li Moyu is Li Yijin's own younger brother, won't your actions against him just now..."

Guo Haidong cut her off with a dismissive look, "The strength of our club president has progressed further over the winter break, a mere Li Yijin is nothing to be afraid of."

"Really?" The girl's face lit up with anticipation, "I can't wait to see our president take revenge on Li Yijin at the university league's Martial Stage!"

Just then, Li Moyu, who had just been kicked down, leaped up and landed on the surrounding wall.

His body and head were covered in leaves, making him appear somewhat disheveled.

But while he looked disheveled, his tone was anything but.

He glared at Guo Haidong, angrily saying, "Brat, your worthless student council president dares to compare himself with my brother?!"

"Bang!"

Another sound erupted.

Li Moyu was kicked down the building again.

This kick was much heavier than the first one.

Li Moyu curled up in pain, his face etched with agony.

"Brother Yu, this bastard is bullying us, showing no martial virtue. Let's go, we're going to find Brother Chen!"

After saying that, Luo Yongjian ran toward the direction of the research institute.

Li Moyu quickly got up too, clutching his stomach and following Luo Yongjian's pace.

A true man doesn't suffer immediate losses!

If I can't beat you, I'll find someone stronger!

Watching the two retreating figures, Guo Haidong shook his head, "This year's batch of freshman in the genius class is really pathetic, incapable of winning on their own, they call for help; it's laughable."

The girl also said, "Indeed, these freshmen really are pathetic. When we were freshmen, weren't we also suppressed by the seniors? But we had backbone, we held our breath and recovered our standing on our own. Who would go looking for help to fight their battles for them?"

...

The Research Institute for Purebloods.

Lin Zichen was in the lab, together with Liu Chuanwu, researching methods for opening meridian channels.

Song Yuyan was also there.

While researching, Song Yuyan's phone suddenly vibrated.

She took out the phone and saw that it was a message from the bank urging her to repay her loan.

As soon as she saw this message, she felt numb all over and complained, "I'm so broke, cultivating the Blood Tempering Technique consumes too many resources. My meager salary just doesn't cut it. I recently took out a loan and now they're hounding me to repay it. So annoying!"

Then, looking at Lin Zichen and Liu Chuanwu, she asked, "Do either of you have any good plans for making money? I'm really in need!"

Liu Chuanwu said, "The creator installed an ATM between everyone's legs, you could go activate it."

Song Yuyan gave him a derisive glance, expressing her irritation, "Get lost, do you think I'm like you? Going out every night to sell my body, I am a decent and virtuous woman!"

Liu Chuanwu chuckled, "Then go get a boyfriend. Just ask for a few million in betrothal gifts after a month, take the money and split, then move on to the next one."

Song Yuyan was speechless, "Isn't that fraud?"

Liu Chuanwu replied, "Who told you it's fraud? It's a voluntary gift; go for it, a former flame of mine got rich that way, and nothing went wrong."

Song Yuyan replied, "Fraud is fraud, I am a law-abiding citizen and I won't do such things!"

As she spoke, she turned to Lin Zichen and said, "How about you, Zi Chen? Got any good money-making schemes?"

Lin Zichen shook his head, "I don't either."

In the past, his way of making money was to take on off-campus missions for credits.

But now, he didn't dare to go out, fearing the attacks from the Divine Plant Cult.

...

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Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Aunomay Read