Chapter 57: Carry

Chapter 57: Carry Tsukiha Yaiba nodded and said, "If possible, I would like to choose Red Flag High School."

She remembered that stunning short-hared girl. Although the girl had refused her challenge at the opening ceremony of the High School War God League, Tsukiha Yaiba clearly felt that the girl named Yan Chiyu was incredibly powerful and was a worthy opponent for her.

"Sis, Red Flag High School seems to be getting scolded because of us," Mizutani Hikaru hesitated. "I looked into that school. It's very weak and always at the bottom of the rankings. It's even rumored that the Great Xia Education Department is about to revoke its status. It doesn't match your caliber at all."

Tsukiha Yaiba replied calmly, "That's because I haven't joined."

"Eh?" Mizutani Hikaru seemed to understand. "Sis, are you planning to elevate Red Flag High School?"

"Won’t it be fun?" Tsukiha Yaiba smiled. "Doesn't turning a bottom-ranked, dilapidated high school into the dominant force in Liuhe Base City sound like an interesting game?"

Mizutani Hikaru immediately jumped up. "Fun, fun! This will really highlight your talent as one of the top hundred geniuses in the Jiepeng Empire."

Her enthusiastic jumping caused quite a bit of turbulence in her chest. Tsukiha Yaiba glanced at her, then looked down at her own...

A smaller size is actually fine. At least it wouldn’t be a hindrance during combat.

“I understand,” Kuramaki Kazuki smiled confidently. “Miss Tsukiha, your idea is very interesting. I will send someone to contact Red Flag High School. Given the right approach, I am sure they will not refuse someone of your caliber.”

One day later.

“Apologies, Miss Tsukiha. Red Flag High School has rejected your enrollment application and refused any further communication,” Kuramaki Kazuki said awkwardly, feeling embarrassed. He had been rebuffed.

“No need to blame yourself, Mr. Kuramaki,” Tsukiha Yaiba said calmly. “This is understandable. Currently, the atmosphere between our empire and the Great Xia Republic is quite tense. Many people in Great Xia refuse to acknowledge their own shortcomings. They envy and resent the prosperity of our empire, and thus harbor hostility towards us. It’s really short-sighted.”

The busty Mizutani Hikaru chimed in, “Yes, Great Xia people are really unfriendly.”

Kuramaki Kazuki added, “However, I have contacted the second-to-last ranked school, Quanye High School, which also follows the ancient martial arts style. After negotiating some terms, they are willing to accept your application and even offer two spots on their school battle team.”

“Let’s proceed with that,” Tsukiha Yaiba said, nodding in satisfaction. Quanye High School was also a good choice. She would just crush Red Flag High School into the dust.

“By the way, Mr. Kuramaki, have you found out the true identity of Your Grandpa?” Mizutani Hikaru asked expectantly.

Kuramaki Kazuki shook his head and replied, “Since this student triggered a hidden level, he caught the attention of some members of the Star Council, and his confidentiality level has been increased. It’s impossible to find out through the light-network. We’ll have to investigate slowly in real life.”

“That makes it difficult,” Mizutani Hikaru said, a bit disappointed.

Kuramaki Kazuki smiled and said, “There’s an old saying in Great Xia, talent, like pregnancy, will eventually show. This high school student’s strength is too extraordinary; it will become apparent sooner or later.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you, Mr. Kuramaki,” Tsukiha Yaiba said. “This person is qualified to be my retainer. I might consider recruiting him.”

***

Time passed, and the official start of the High School War God League drew ever closer. Li Xiaofei was cultivating the Wind and Thunder Breathing Technique in the Secret Time Pavilion with every precious moment.

Golden mist swirled around him like a nebula. He had consumed and refined all the fourth-generation high-purity Starforce Reagents he had purchased online. The effects were truly remarkable. At this moment, the ninth vortex in his dantian was nearly full, bringing him to the peak of the ninth stage of the Qi Refining Realm.

He had also mastered several techniques such as the Great Strength Vajra Fist, Graceful Step of the Waves, Three Steps Cicada Catch, and the Gale Sword Technique. He aso hadn’t neglected his ranking on the leaderboard as he continued to grind his way through the trials.

Currently, he had accumulated an astonishing 45,000 points and was firmly suppressing every other genius and prodigy. His competitors were being driven into deep despair. Everything was set to optimal condition.

On this day, the weather was beautiful with clear skies and bright sunshine. Season 251 of the High School War God League in the Great Xia Republic had finally begun.

Each base city was a separate competition zone, with Liuhe Base City being one such zone. There were a total of thirty-two high schools, and the competition followed a home-and-away double match system. The Education Department's contracted tv stations, video websites, and live streaming platforms would broadcast every match in real time throughout the long league season. Participating schools would then receive a certain percentage of the broadcasting revenue.

Moreover, each match offered various fixed team and individual victory rewards. This was one of the primary sources of teaching resources for the high schools and the reason they were so dedicated to the War God League.

Red Flag High School's first-round opponent was Qingye High School. Last year, Qingye had ranked twenty-first overall in the league. While not a top-tier team, they were still ranked significantly higher than Red Flag High School, making them a formidable opponent. Sёarch* The novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the signal for the start of the match sounded.

Beep, Beep, Beep!

A green bus carrying Qingye High School's battle team slowly drove into the Red Flag High School campus. Chen Fei, along with some teachers and student representatives, came out to greet them.

"Oh, old Chen, you’re still kicking, huh?" Wei Dayong, the principal of Qingye High School, greeted Chen Fei with an exaggerated smile. He had a history with Chen Fei and wasted no time in taunting him. "I heard your school has been in some big trouble recently?"

Chen Fei responded calmly, "Just a minor issue."

"Haha, almost losing your accreditation is just a minor issue?" Wei Dayong mocked mercilessly. "I think you should stop misleading these kids and shut down this broken school. Come join us at Qingye High School. We could use a janitor for the men's restroom."

"Your school’s men's restroom probably doesn't need cleaning," Chen Fei countered without hesitation. "With your foul mouth, you could clean it all by yourself."

Wei Dayong's smile froze and said, "Just don’t come crying after you lose."

Chen Fei sneered, "I’m just worried that our kids might not know their own strength and end up making your little pups cry."

"Hahahaha," Wei Dayong laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke. "You’re still living in the past and dreaming away."

At that moment, other members of Qingye High School began to step off the bus. Among them was a tall, thin, fair-skinned boy with an air of arrogance.

"What bad luck." He sneered. "I can't believe our first match in the league is against such a trashy school. It's a complete waste of time."

"This match is a foregone conclusion, just a formality."

"There's nothing to be proud of in winning this."

"Just think of it as a game."

The other students laughed and joked, treating the event as if they were on a leisurely trip rather than competing in a league match. They didn’t regard Red Flag High School as a serious opponent at all, which infuriated the teachers and student representatives of Red Flag High School.

Wang Yuting, a substitute on the school team, couldn't help but retort, "We will defeat you today."

"Huh? Hahaha." The Qingye High School team members burst into laughter, their voices filled with disdain and mockery.

The students from Red Flag High School clenched their fists tightly. Being mocked in their own school was a bitter humiliation. Each one felt a burning anger inside.