Chapter 48: Registration Storm

  The winding small road is not short, and the five people walked for another 15 minutes before they really approached the foot of Wanda Mountain. In the distance, a long queue appeared in front of them, which was where the registration place was located.

  Along the way, Sun Yan roughly understood the situation. Every year, new students enroll in school along the edge of Wandaoshan Mountain. Emperor Feng College has set up 100 registration offices. The registration time is only 6 hours, from 8:00 to 14:00. If the trainees do not report on time, they will lose their qualification for admission.

  At 2:00 PM, students assigned to any mountain trail entrance will start the outdoor speed competition. The top 20 students who arrive at the Wandaoshan exit first will receive a reward of 10 academic credits.

  Of course, this way of enrollment is specifically for martial arts students. Those special talents have already been taken away by airships and directly entered the Imperial Wind Academy.

  This year, the Imperial Wind Academy accepted about 50,000 martial arts students, with around 5,000 applicants at each registration location. For a planet like Domir, it is impossible to recruit so many talented students every year; half of these 50,000 new students come from other planets.

  As they gradually approached the registration area, looking at a long dragon-like queue, Sun Yan sighed: "50,000 martial arts students every year, it's really not a small number!" Among these 50,000 martial arts students, anyone was a talented student in their original middle school, but when they came to Emperor Feng Academy, they became an ordinary student.

  Compared with other colleges and universities, the enrollment quota of Emperor Feng College is not equal every year, sometimes more and sometimes less, all based on the results of martial arts tests, rather than lack or excess.

  The harsh admission requirements also make it no wonder that outsiders call Emperor Feng College "no genius is not taken", here, the least lacking are geniuses.

  The five were just about to line up when the soldiers standing on either side walked over, took their luggage and brought out instruments. A beam of light shone on them as they underwent a thorough examination, indicating that Sun Yan and the others should take off all their belongings.

  One of the soldiers saluted and politely explained, "Sorry, for the fairness of the outdoor racing, it is forbidden to bring any items into Wanda Mountain. The luggage of all students will be transported to the college headquarters by our military department."

  Sun Yan and others naturally had no opinion, did not need to take gifts, and were happy to relax. The five of them took a admission notice and joined the long queue.

  In front of them, the registration speed was very fast. After a while, Sun Yan and others had lined up in the middle of the queue and saw the staff at the registration point.

  The facilities at the registration site were extremely simple, even crude, with just one table and two staff members, one sitting down and the other standing up.

  The seated staff member was a middle-aged man with black hair, an eight-character beard, and gold-rimmed glasses. He held a long-handled instrument that scanned each student's admission notice, automatically popping out a metal circular plate bearing the number of the mountain path entrance assigned to the student.

  The staff standing there caught Sun Yan's attention, a young man with a flat-top haircut, his hair stood upright, wearing black sunglasses, a white vest, and faded jeans with several holes, with a pair of slippers on his feet.

  This young man was extremely robust, over 3 meters tall. His skin outside presented a bronze color, shining brightly in the sunlight, as if cast from molten copper. From afar, he looked like a bronze statue, his entire body bursting with explosive power.

  Sun Yan had a familiar and intimate feeling the moment he saw this young man, because on this young man's body, he felt a kindred spirit - a rogue.

  Just as Sun Yan was looking around, a sudden commotion came from behind him. He turned his head to see a young man who didn't queue up and walked straight over, causing the students in the back of the line to glare at him with anger.

  This student has a slender figure, extremely handsome, with a hint of a sly smile at the corner of his mouth, exuding an aura that is fascinating. Such a young man has great destructive power over women.

  The young man walked slowly over and stopped in front of Sun Yan, pointing at his nose and saying: "You, go to the back of the line."

  The students queuing on the scene immediately fell silent, one by one looking over, having seen cutting in line before, but daring to cut in line so brazenly at the Emperor Wind College registration site was truly a rare sight.

  For a moment, many of the students who were reported to have shown a look of great interest, dared to be so arrogant in such a place, must have had two brushes. However, every student who can be admitted to Emperor Feng Academy is a martial arts genius, with high spirits and no one will yield to anyone.

  Many students have a thought in their minds, and it's just right to take this opportunity to see what level the classmates who are admitted to school are.

  At the registration desk in front, the young man wearing sunglasses slightly tilted his head, and a faint, almost imperceptible arc rose at the corner of his mouth. "Huh, cutting in line? Interesting."

  In front of the queue, Chen Wang and Chang Cheng turned their heads to look back, seeing that young man. Chen Wang's eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, muttering: "It's actually this guy, with his strength, he doesn't even qualify to enter Emperor Feng Academy? Hmph, this good-for-nothing who got in through the back door!"

  Looking at the finger in front of his nose, Sun Yan's mouth twitched slightly. From just now on, he had been quite low-key, how come trouble still found its way to his head?

  If it were in normal times, with Sun Yanguang's personality, he would definitely smile and retort back. However, at this moment, he felt that two pairs of beautiful eyes were staring at him, Feng Lingxue and Shui Liangqing were gazing at him.

  "No way, in front of a beauty, one must maintain a gentleman's demeanor."

  Sun Yan thought to himself that his image in the hearts of the two beauties was not bright and grand enough, which wasn't a good thing. It's just right to take this opportunity to establish his humble and gentlemanly demeanor.

  Then Sun Wen smiled and said: "This classmate wants to cut in line, it's also a bother to say the word 'please'."

  This guy is actually a softie!

  The students present couldn't help but curse in unison. They had originally thought they would see a good show, but who knew they would run into such a coward? It was utterly disappointing.

  "What?" The young man's face changed, he raised his head and looked over with a condescending attitude, saying disdainfully: "You're also worthy of making me say 'please'?"

  The young man clenched his fist, and his warm, jade-like skin suddenly changed, presenting a gray color like rock.

  "This is, Lianjing City Qiu Family's [Dabanyan Jue]!"

  "The Qiu family has been passed down for 2,400 years. The 'Dà Pán Shí Jué' is not ordinary, it's said to be both offense and defense combined, extremely extraordinary."

  "Tai Pan Shi Jue", a unique skill of the Qiu family, after practicing it, one's skin can become as hard as stone.

  "Not bad, your skin is as gray as rocks, this is a characteristic of practicing the [Great Rock Technique] to the third level."

  "This person should be Qiu Shanlin, a member of the fourth generation of the Qiu family, and is still quite good."

  The crowd stirred up, discussing in a flurry, and many people's eyes looking at the young man had a hint of fear.

  The young man glanced at Sun Yan with a slanted eye, disdainfully, then turned his head to look at Feng Lingxue and Shui Liangqing who were lined up in front of and behind Sun Yan, and immediately put on a warm smile.

  "Two beautiful classmates, I am Qiu Shanlin from the Qiu family of Lianjing City. With this fly stuck in between, I think both of you have been unhappy for a while now. Let me get rid of this fly for you. The next four years at Emperor Wind Academy will be long and arduous, if you two beautiful classmates are willing, Qiu Shanlin is willing to accompany you through thick and thin."

  Qiu Shanlin said to himself, then glanced at Sun Yan with a slanted eye and slowly said: "I'll count to three, and you immediately roll to the back of the line. Otherwise, I'll take your parents' place to teach you what manners are."

  "Oh, politeness?"

  Sun Yan hated it the most when others spoke disrespectfully of his parents. His face turned cold, and he retracted his smile, calmly saying: "I really don't understand what manners are. How about you, Qiu Shanlin, demonstrate it yourself, teach by example, so that it will leave a deep impression."

  "Hmm!" Qiu Shanlin's eyes widened in shock, his gaze terrifying, and he said in a gloomy tone: "If you don't drink the toast, you'll be punished with another cup."

  As they spoke, one of his hands reached out, with internal energy circulating through it, directly to the fingertips, and the entire palm emitted a grayish-black color, accompanied by a thick, suffocating oppressive force, grabbing towards Sun Yan's right shoulder.

  "Get out of here!"

  Sun Yan stood still, his face unchanged, his feet treading on the "Dragon Subduing Pillar", his elixir field's original energy suddenly circulating, he raised his right hand to meet the incoming attack, and the two palms heavily collided.

  Bang!

  A dull thud, Sun Yan remained motionless, while Qiu Shanlin's body jerked back, unable to control himself as he retreated backwards. But was caught by Sun Yan who seized his wrist with a swift movement of her hand.

  His wrist was grasped, Qiu Shanlin glared with wide eyes and shouted: "You fly, dare to..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Sun Yan had already shifted his body to the side, his left hand clenched into a fist and swiftly swung out, unleashing the "Second Segment Burst Fist".

  Qiu Shanlin was both shocked and enraged, at the same time, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes. The Qiu family's "Dabanyan Jue" was most skilled in close-range combat, leaving no room for defense. This fly had actually delivered itself to death, truly asking for trouble.

  He initiated the "Great Boulder Seal", and a crisp sound came from the joints of his right fist, as if the entire fist was covered with a layer of gray rock armor, like a stone hammer, smashing towards Sun Yan's fist.

  Boom boom boom...

  In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over a dozen blows, their fists casting deep shadows and sending powerful gusts of wind in all directions.

  "Ah!"

  Qiu Shanlin let out a miserable cry, his right arm hanging limply down, his palm trembling uncontrollably, his fingers unnaturally curled, and his joints oozing threads of fresh blood, apparently all five fingers were fractured.

  His left hand was still tightly grasped by Sun Yan, like a steel hoop, no matter how hard Qiu Shanlin struggled, he couldn't break free.

  The students present were immediately silent, they didn't expect such a result. The Qiu family's "Great Rock Technique", when activated, can make the skin as hard as rock, and when cultivated to a high level, it can even withstand swords and guns, and is best at close-range combat, known as a powerful technique that combines offense and defense.

  However, Qiu Shanlin was in close combat and exchanged dozens of punches with someone, and his finger bones were shattered by the other person, which is simply unbelievable.

  For a moment, the eyes of the people around him looking at Sun Yan changed involuntarily. This delicate young man looked like an ordinary boy next door, harmless and lovely. But who would have thought that once he started fighting, he was so violent, like a monster wearing human skin.

  "Get your filthy hands off me! Do you know who I am? I'm a member of the Qiu family from Lianjing City..."

  Sun Yan slightly furrowed his brow, raised his left hand and slapped him.

  Bang!

  A loud and clear slap, heavily slapped on Qiu Shanlin's left face. His warm and jade-like cheek instantly had a five-fingered red print, followed by his face quickly swelling up, becoming a high and bulging blood bun. Then a stream of fresh blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, with several small pieces of broken teeth mixed in the blood.

  Qiu Shanlin's head was spinning to one side, his whole head buzzing, stars dancing in front of his eyes. After a long time, he finally came back to himself and shouted vaguely: "You, you this...!"

  Bang!

  Sun said, with his left hand waving out again, another slap, backhanding him on the right cheek. This one slap instantly made Qiu Shanlin's face symmetrical. One left and one right, both high and swollen, looking like a ripe peach, also making him unable to say another complete sentence.