Chapter 780: How About Staying to Guard the Gate?

"Xuanxuan Society..."

Zhang Xuan nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood and almost fainted.

That Xue Zhenyang had a two-character name, so Zhenyang Society sounded imposing, and Long Cangyue was the same... My name is just one character, so adding the surname would make it Xuanxuan Society... Xuan your sister!

Other people's societies all sounded impressive, but mine... was just too cute!

"Yeah, we originally planned to call it [Xuan Society], but everyone said it sounded flaky and unreliable, so it's better to call it Xuanxuan Society, giving a sense of infinite mystery and profundity!" Ruohuan Gongzi explained.

"..."

Zhang Xuan swayed.

For the first time, his own name was being looked down upon...

"Zhang Shi is the president, and the other side came to challenge a society, so... if we lose, you naturally have to apologize! None of us are a match for them, so we had to come and hope Zhang Shi would step in..."

After explaining about the society, Ruohuan Gongzi said.

Originally, they planned to wait until the Xuanxuan Society was fully established and everything was set before telling Zhang Shi, but they were blocked at the door, so they had no choice but to come early.

"Alright, since it's my society, having people block the door and beat us up is really hard to swallow. I'll have to go take a look!"

He rubbed his brow.

Zhang Xuan now felt like Zhao Kuangyin at Chenqiao Post, forced to don the yellow robe.

Trouble came from heaven while he sat at home; knowing nothing, he became president for no reason!

What kind of nonsense was this!

At this point, even if he declined, it was useless. Those senior students and various societies all thought he was the one stirring things up, looking for trouble. Rather than going it alone, it was better to unite these students to fight back.

He really just wanted to come, simply read some books, and keep a low profile, but now... he had become the public enemy of the seniors and the savior of the freshmen...

Just thinking about it was frustrating.

Unlike Zhang Xuan, who directly entered the elite zone and enjoyed the best treatment, the newly enrolled freshmen lived in a collective dormitory in a corner of the academy, like a huge mixed compound, crowded with people.

Ruohuan Gongzi led the way, and before long, the three of them arrived.

It was a cluster of high-rise buildings, with a huge square at the center.

The square was lined with benches and tables, surrounded by cleaning tools, clean and tidy. It seemed to be a place for sparring, often cleaned.

Countless freshmen were now standing in the middle of the square, densely packed, hard to see clearly.

Although it was night, the square was lit with torches and various luminous pearls, making it as bright as day.

At the very center of the square was a high platform, where three figures stood proudly, looking down at the crowd with an air of superiority.

"Those three are the senior students who came to challenge..." Ruohuan Gongzi said.

Zhang Xuan looked at the three.

They were not wearing the master's robes that denoted rank, but tight-fitting clothes, looking lean and sharp, with a deep aura.

They all appeared to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. The first was slightly taller, with a dark face and a beard, his black eyes carrying an aggressive gleam. In his hand was a huge nine-ring broadsword, half a person tall, radiating cold light and immense power.

The second had long arms and legs, a lean build, and though he carried no weapon, he gave the illusion of being as agile as an ape.

As for the third, he held a spear over two meters tall, standing upright like a sword, as if ready to pierce the air and pin someone to the ground.

"Not bad!" Zhang Xuan nodded.

Even before approaching, he could feel their momentum. No wonder they dared to challenge the freshmen and suppress them with force; these three were indeed extraordinary.

"They're from the Zhenyang Society!"

Recognizing the three, Luo Qiqi transmitted her voice.

"Zhenyang Society?"

"Yes, I know these three. They are all fourth-year students, with cultivation at the eighth level of Mortal Transformation, the peak of Void Step Realm. The one with the blade, originally named Bai Shuang, but because his face is dark, he's sarcastically called 'White Face,' with the nickname White Face Mad Blade. It's said he has comprehended the realm of the blade heart. Over time, people forgot his real name, and in anger, he changed his name to Bai Mian. He's a famous genius in the Martial Arts Academy."

Luo Qiqi introduced.

"The second, Yuan Gang, has long arms and excels in close combat. He's called 'Long-Armed Ape.' When he heard it, he wasn't offended but felt it suited his temperament, so everyone calls him that."

"As for the third, Ying Qin, he should be the strongest among them. He learned spear techniques from Xue Zhenyang and once cut off a river's flow with a single spear strike, severing a river dozens of meters wide. Thus, he has the title 'Iron Spear Breaks River'!"

"These three are all proficient in martial arts and are experts from the Martial Arts Academy. Having them come to challenge... it's indeed hard for the freshmen to win!"

Luo Qiqi shook her head.

The Martial Arts Academy was the most combat-capable of the entire Master Teacher Academy. Its masters were all skilled in martial arts with exquisite techniques. These few were the cream of the crop. A group of freshmen without specialized training could hardly defeat them!

Moreover, their strength was so high that even if they suppressed their cultivation, their insight and experience were incomparable to small fry at the Turbid Clarity or Spirit Union realms.

"Martial Arts Academy, no wonder!" Zhang Xuan nodded.

When he came, he had heard from this girl that among the ten academies, there was a Martial Arts Academy.

This was not an auxiliary profession but was specifically set up to enhance the combat ability of master teachers.

Students of this academy had reached the pinnacle of martial arts research, unrivaled at the same level.

Take these three, for example. Even if they suppressed their cultivation, they were among the best at the Void Step peak. No wonder they dared to come and challenge; with such strength, there was indeed nothing to fear.

"Anyone else?"

As the three spoke, another freshman was defeated. Long-Armed Ape Yuan Gang sneered coldly, looking around: "Is this the batch of freshmen? I thought they were decent, but now they don't seem so great! And the Xuanxuan Society—hair hasn't even grown yet, and they dare to establish a society. How ridiculous!"

"You... I'll fight you!"

Hearing the mockery, a freshman couldn't hold back and jumped up.

This freshman was at the mid Spirit Union realm. Yuan Gang didn't cheat; he suppressed his cultivation to the same level. As the fight began, a flash of his figure appeared before the freshman, who hadn't reacted before being struck in the chest and knocked off the platform.

"Completely outmatched!"

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

Although these freshmen were geniuses from their regions, they were far inferior to the top students of the Martial Arts Academy. No wonder Ruohuan Gongzi urgently sought him out; these people really couldn't withstand them.

They weren't even on the same level.

The Martial Arts Academy had the accumulated experience and summaries of countless masters, plus hands-on guidance from powerful teachers. If these freshmen studied for a few more years, they might be able to fight, but now... they were far behind.

"Let's go over!"

Knowing the freshmen were no match, Zhang Xuan walked forward.

"Zhang Shi is here!"

"President!"

"This is great..."

"President, these seniors are going too far. You must teach them a lesson!"

"Yeah, we can't let them be too arrogant..."

Before he reached them, someone recognized him and shouted excitedly. Then the freshmen gathered around the platform all looked over, eyes shining.

Zhang Xuan had given out points, helped over twenty thousand pass the assessment, provided free detailed explanations for faculty and staff, and was the president of the Xuanxuan Society. He had high prestige among the freshmen. Seeing him arrive, everyone felt they had a backbone.

Following the path cleared by the crowd, the three reached the platform.

Dozens of injured students lay on the ground below the platform. Though not seriously hurt, they were all in a sorry state.

"Zhang Shi..."

Seeing him arrive, Song Chao, Luo Xuan, and the others gathered around, all excited.

Having come this far with Zhang Shi, there was nothing this young man couldn't accomplish. Although the three on the platform were formidable, in their eyes, as long as he was here, he could turn the tide.

"So he's Zhang Xuan? Looks pretty ordinary to me!"

While the crowd below was excited, the three on the platform also looked down. The dark-faced Bai Mian sneered.

"Ordinary or not, today we'll make him know the price of offending our Zhenyang Society!" Long-Armed Ape Yuan Gang snorted.

"Be careful when you act. The president said this guy has a strong background. Just teach him a lesson and let him know his place; don't hit him too hard! It wouldn't look good if it reaches the academy." Ying Qin instructed.

"Don't worry, we know our limits. He's just a freshman. I'll make him beg for mercy within three moves!"

Bai Mian smiled lightly, his face full of confidence. He flicked his hand, and the large blade let out a long ring. At the same time, he raised his eyes and looked over.

"Are you Zhang Xuan?"

His voice carried an aggressive intent, like a blade, shooting straight at Zhang Xuan.

Seeing this guy's hostility so strong, as if he wanted to devour him, Zhang Xuan helplessly nodded: "It seems... others call me that!"

"Good. Dare to fight me?"

A playful smile on his lips, Bai Mian raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, I'll suppress my cultivation to match yours. I won't take advantage of you."

"Fight?"

Seeing this guy talk about fighting as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Xuan shook his head: "It's not impossible, but I heard that if the freshmen lose, you want me to apologize to the Zhenyang Society, and all students must repurchase the detailed explanations for faculty and staff. Is that true?"

"That's right!" Bai Mian nodded.

"Since the freshmen have a bet and conditions if they lose, what about if you lose?" Zhang Xuan said.

"Us?" Bai Mian was taken aback: "We won't lose!"

Seniors blocking the door to challenge juniors was about teaching them a lesson; how could they lose!

"Won't lose? Don't be so confident. There's winning and losing; no one wins forever!"

Zhang Xuan shook his head: "So, what's the wager? If there's no wager, who's going to fight you?"

Trying to get something for nothing? What a joke!

Fighting him without any stake—how could he possibly make a move!

"This..."

Not expecting this guy to demand a wager right away, Bai Mian couldn't help but look at the other two.

Ying Qin also frowned, hesitated, then stepped forward: "Zhang Shi is right. Since we're fighting, there should be a wager. How about this: if we lose, we'll personally apologize to you and retract our previous words!"

"Apologize?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head: "How about this: our Xuanxuan Society has just been established, and we're short of three servants to do odd jobs and guard the gate. If you lose, you quit the Zhenyang Society and stay here to guard the gate for us. How about that?"