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âIn each branches, students are given a chance to prove their strength. If youâre confident enough with your strength, you can challenge students from other classes at the end of every week. If you won, you can directly go into the challenged class.â Xie Yun explained.
Shen Yanxiao seriously listened all the way. The pharmaceutical branch also had this promotion system but the pharmacist students were more competitive. The other branches didnât have the intense competition that existed in the pharmaceutical branch. Just occasionally, one or two students who challenged other classes would end up with bad results.
Xie Yun only led Shen Yanxiao until the door of the classroom. He didnât go inside but instead called the mentor.
âThis student will be in your class.â Xie Yun pointed to Shen Yanxiao and said to the mentor in charge of the red class.
The mentor looked like 40 years old and he had no expression on his face. He looked at Shen Yanxiao from head to toe: âWhat âs your name?â
âXiao Yan.â Shen Yanxiao replied.
âOh, then come in.â The mentor did not say anything else; he turned around and went inside again.
Xie Yun gave Shen Yanxiao a reassuring look. Shen Yanxiao followed the mentor into the classroom.
She had to say that the gap between the red class and the purple class was reallyâŚ
In the pharmaceutical branchâs purple class which Shen Yanxiao attends, thereâs no student that wasnât as busy as a bee, waiting for every mentorâs nonsense to write down. But in the red class of the archer branch, itâs a completely different scene.
There were hundreds of people inside the whole room. However there were two kind of scenes. Half of the students were diligently studying and had fire in their eyes while the other half was just lazily lying on their desks.
Shen Yanxiao found a seat in the back and sat down.
The mentor continued the lectures.
This current situation in the red class had in fact existed in all the branches. This was mainly because the previous class test was too outrageous, it was not about strength but luck. This had led to a lot of talented students who had bad luck to roll into the red classes. These students naturally didnât want to stay in the tail of the class, thatâs why everyday they would worked hard and challenged other students in the higher class at the end of every week, praying that they could immediately get out from this embarrassing class.
And for the rest of those students, their original strength was not good and they didnât have strong ambition. With their nonchalant attitude, theyâre just always idling around.
Anyway, Shen Yanxiao didnât have the time to pay this few people any mind. She just wanted to take this opportunity to quickly improve her strength.
Later in the afternoon when the class finally ended, Shen Yanxiao was planning to go back, unfortunately she encountered a familiar guy in the hallway.
âIsnât this the brat that day?â Wan Li was surprised to see Shen Yanxiao wearing a red robe; he frowned.
âWho is this?â The juvenile next to Wan Li obviously hadnât seen Shen Yanxiao before.
âNothing.â Wan Li thought about how he hadnât seen Shen Yanxiao in the archer branch before. He was not also wearing a school uniform the last time he saw Shen Yanxiao in the Black City. He didnât think that this low-key local tyrant was actually his schoolmate. ButâŚ
Looking at the red robe in Shen Yanxiaoâs body and then looking at his own body that was wearing a purple robe, he proudly sticked out his chest.
Was it that great to have money? In the end heâs just a useless waste. Even if this kid could afford a bow worth 3 million, heâs only in a garbage heap like the red class.
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