Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Young Man! Thaumaturge...

  Ailin had no idea that there were two pairs of eyes secretly watching her while she was practicing.

  His previous world was too small, and now the world seems a bit too big for him. Everywhere is full of strangers, everywhere is full of new and incomprehensible things, and there are really too many things he needs to absorb and think about. So after finally getting up from the ground, he returned to his dormitory, washed up in the bathroom, saw that Bero had not come back yet, and originally wanted to wait for a while, but as soon as he lay down on his own bed, he fell asleep instantly.

  The next morning, Ailin was suddenly awakened by a strange noise.

  After sitting up on the bed with a dizzy head, he slowly made out what sounded like gasps and wails. Just as he was trying to figure out what was going on, Belo pushed open the door, his hair still dripping wet from a recent shower. Ailin sat up in bed, putting on her clothes while asking, "When did you get back last night? What's with all the commotion outside?"

  Bailu wiped the white mist off his glasses, hummed, and didn't answer when he came back last night. He just took a look at Ailin and asked, "How come your arms and legs aren't sore? Didn't you finish that basic exercise Huston assigned yesterday?"

  "Oh, I see..."

  Ailing was somewhat dazed, thinking that if she had been exhausted to the extent of yesterday, she would have definitely felt extremely uncomfortable for several days afterwards. However, after so much basic practice yesterday, she didn't feel much discomfort today.

  This must be because of his fusion again, even he himself doesn't know what specific kind of bloodline power it is.

  "It doesn't matter if you haven't finished that many basic exercises, anyway, Hust will definitely not let us off easy today." Berro looked at Ailin and didn't get an immediate response, thinking that Ailin really hadn't completed the assigned basic exercises, so he said this first, but suddenly became excited again, "Since you got up so early today, let's go have breakfast together right away?"

  "Alright."

  Ailin happily agreed and quickly washed up, then followed Bello out of the dormitory gate.

  Sheng Li Ming College has a total of five canteens and one commercial street, all of which are places to eat breakfast. The Third Canteen is the closest to the Tsingyuan Building.

  The Three Meals Hall is located on the west side of the Evergreen Ivy District, and it belongs to a building that imitates the giant's residence during the Giant Dragon War period. It is entirely made of giant wood, with particularly large doors and windows, and from the outside, it looks like some kind of training ground rather than a cafeteria.

  But once inside, it's a completely different feeling. The walls surround you, separating the stalls into individual shops, piled high with all sorts of food: roasted beef, roasted turkey, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, jam tarts, meat pies, fried doughnuts...

  The middle of the dining hall is a row of wooden tables and chairs directly cut from logs, which can accommodate hundreds of people to dine at the same time. The high ceiling hangs with colorful crystal lamps, and the tempting aroma fills the entire space.

  Following Berro into this cafeteria, there were already quite a few people buying things or sitting down to eat.

  Ailin, who was still drooling at the sight of such a cafeteria for the first time, was observing many things she had never eaten before when she heard Beru's extremely excited soft cry, "Really here, let's go beat him up!"

  "What?"

  Ailin hadn't even figured out what was going on when he saw Bailu laughing loudly at the three people sitting together: "Xinawei, you guys still don't come over to lick my feet obediently!"

  The entire cafeteria suddenly fell silent, with everyone's eyes fixed on the three people and Bero, as well as Ailin who was confused about the situation.

  Three people quickly stood up and walked towards Berro and Eirin with a cold laugh.

  Ailin wasn't clear who among the three was the Xina Wei that Bello had mentioned, but he could be certain that the uniforms on these three people were a bit older, and he didn't have any impression of their faces, so these three people definitely weren't freshmen.

  "Berro, it seems you really want to die."

  Three people stopped in front of Belo and Ailin, one of whom was the tallest, a blond-haired boy who was at least a head taller than Ailin. He sneered at Belo with a wicked smile on his face.

  "Teacher Huest?" Berro looked back at the three of them with some surprise.

  Three people subconsciously turned their heads over to look.

  "Die! Gale Thrust!"

  Just as Ailin subconsciously raised her head to look, Berro burst out laughing and with a loud "bang", his fist heavily smashed onto the blond-haired boy's body.

  "Ah!"

  The blond boy let out a loud cry and flew backward, crashing into the dining table and chairs behind him.

  "So fast!"

  Ailin only felt that Bello's punch was so fast that it seemed as if his fist had suddenly disappeared.

  "You actually dare to launch a sneak attack!"

  The other two people thoroughly reacted and subconsciously jumped back two steps, shouting in shock and anger.

  "How can you say fight and then actually fight, and it's even a freshman fighting an upperclassman!"

  "Are they not afraid of being punished for fighting here?"

  "It seems like Beruo is a hot-headed newborn, he's a dangerous person, don't go provoke him..."

  The entire cafeteria was suddenly in an uproar.

  "I'll take care of beating up this big-headed fatty, you go beat up that browless one." Pero didn't care about the commotion around him and excitedly rushed towards Ailin.

  "Vero, you're too arrogant! Flame Slash!"

  Of those two people, the one facing Bello was relatively short and chubby, especially with more flesh on his face, making his head look particularly large. The boy's face turned bright red with anger, and he jumped up in an instant.

  His right hand and arm shot towards Beru like a knife, tearing through the air with a ripping sound.

  At the moment of approaching Berro, there was a layer of raging flames burning up.

  Ah!

  Some students retreated backward beside him, and some girls even screamed out loud.

  Such a blow is extremely fierce, if Berro was hit, he would definitely be seriously injured.

  "Hmmph!"

  A fist suddenly shot out, intercepting in mid-air, also emitting a blazing flame, and collided with the arm of this short and chubby boy.

  Flames splashed everywhere, emitting a loud rumbling sound.

  The short and stout boy executed a nimble backflip, landing far away, staring at Bero who was slowly retracting his fist, with an expression of utter incredulity in his eyes.

  "How, thinking that I was injured and lay down for a few months, with less practice time than you, can't beat you?" Berro excitedly licked the corner of his mouth, "I only use one hand, just yesterday learned the fire crack fist to defeat you."

  “……”

  Ailin really didn't understand, they had clearly agreed to come and eat, but somehow it directly turned into a fight. But when he heard Bello urging him to hit the one without eyebrows, he couldn't help but glance at the other person's eyebrows.

  "What's going on?!"

  He was a tall and thin boy, not completely without eyebrows, but his eyebrows were very light, looking a bit strange. Now being stared at by Ailin, he suddenly became enraged and shouted loudly.

  "Gale Strike!"

  His entire body also suddenly moved, and he threw a punch at Ailin.

  With a "whoosh" sound, his fist was so fast it seemed to disappear into thin air.

  Ailin had never experienced such a fight, and he didn't even plan to engage in hand-to-hand combat with this tall and thin boy. "So fast! So fierce!" But this time, he could clearly feel that if he wanted to dodge, he couldn't dodge at all, and couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed that had already been activated.

  "I'm out of options! Let's just try this and see if it works!"

  "Whirlwind is fierce!"

  Almost subconsciously, his hands suddenly stretched forward and let out a low growl.

  Hmph!

  Ten spinning wind whips suddenly appeared between the tall and thin boy and Ailin.

  The tall and thin boy almost crashed into these ten wind whips and didn't have time to react at all.

  "Bang!"

  His whole body was knocked backwards and fell out, heavily hitting the desktop behind him, and then continued to slide out and fall to the ground.

  "What?!"

  That short and stout boy's face turned white instantly, he hadn't even had time to exchange blows with Bero again when the tall and thin boy on this side was already knocked down by the opponent in one move.

  "Really?"

  Bailu pushed his glasses and looked at Ailin, as if he was seeing her for the first time.

  "Whirlwind?"

  "This newborn can actually use Houston's Storm Surge?"

  "Weren't they just having their first formal class yesterday?"

  "How is this possible? Has he been secretly taught by Master Houston for a long time?"

  Many students in the cafeteria, especially many senior students, had an unbelievable glow in their eyes.

  "Let's not fight anymore, okay?"

  At this moment, Ailin suddenly said such a sentence.

  "...Many people around him already thought he was very abnormal, and now hearing him say this made them almost faint. The Spin Storm's extremely powerful technique that the vast majority of students couldn't master, its power was also stronger than ordinary techniques. The opponent being hit by it would be unable to even crawl for a while, let alone want to fight him again."

  "Never mind, if I were to knock you down as well, there would be no one left to carry them out."

  Ba Luo turned his head and took a look at the pale-faced short and stout boy, "However, next time when you see me again, remember to pay protection fees."

  "Protection fee?"

  Looking at the short and stout boy who was gnashing his teeth and carrying two wounded comrades away, Ailin couldn't help but look at Bero with great interest and ask: "What's going on?"

  "There's nothing." Berro curled his lip, "That blond-haired Sina Wei was the class tyrant of a class I used to be in. He relied on having some strength to bully other classmates all the time. My goal is to beat up all such class tyrants and then ask them for protection fees."

  "Ayling suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, 'Then aren't you actually becoming the biggest tyrant of all?'"

  "It can be said, but some high-level ones should still not win." Berro patted Elin's shoulder with great satisfaction: "You really surprised me, actually being able to beat that browless one."

  Ailing felt a bit off: "How did you think I couldn't win from the start? Then why did you let me beat him?"

  "You were sent by Professor Liszt." Beru hummed softly, "If that guy beats you up, maybe Professor Liszt will give him a hard time."

  "They all said I had nothing to do with Mr. Liszt anymore." Beru finally understood that he was sinister and wanted to thoroughly silence his Ailin, but he still had some doubts about the recent battle and the reactions of the people around him, so he couldn't help asking: "Is it considered very powerful in the academy if you can practice Whirlwind Fierce?"

  "Unless one is a genius like Liszt, it's extremely rare for someone to successfully condense their 'technique' and become a true master before the age of 20." Beru glanced at Eren and said, "The Whirlwind Slash is already considered a high-difficulty and powerful technique among those below the rank of Master, but good techniques are also dependent on who uses them. Knowing a technique and knowing how to fight are two completely different concepts. For example, if you were to engage in a life-or-death duel with that browless guy from earlier, he could definitely defeat you even if he just used evasive maneuvers and didn't directly clash with you. Because they've had a long period of foundational training, their physical strength is far superior to yours, and they could exhaust you to death."

  "So being able to use a slightly more powerful technique does not mean that one is powerful, and for those high-level elite students who have already successfully condensed their 'technique yuan particles', mastering this level of technique is nothing."

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