Volume One, Chapter One: 4F Talent, the Laughingstock of the Whole School

Pre-Exam Test Report
Name: Ye Cheng
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Height: 180 cm
School: Yuncheng First High School
Realm: Mid-stage Body Tempering
Martial Talent: Strength F, Constitution F, Agility F, Spirit F
Martial Shackles: Strength (locked), Constitution (locked), Agility (locked), Spirit (locked)
Martial Arts Score: Extremely Poor
Academic Score: Excellent
Recommended Major: Liberal Arts

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College Entrance Exam Application Form
Candidate Name: Ye Cheng
Exam Admission Number: xxxxxxx006
Exam Subjects: Martial Arts Exam
First Choice: Capital Martial University
Second Choice: Blank
Third Choice: Blank

Yuncheng First High School, Teacher's Office.

Homeroom teacher Mo Dairu put down two reports, his expression grim, and said to Ye Cheng:

"You chose the martial arts exam, and your first choice is Capital Martial University? Nonsense, sheer nonsense!"

"Please show some respect for yourself, and for us teachers who have poured our hearts into teaching you!"

"Do you think Capital Martial University is just any place? That's where... cough, cough... ordinary people can't even dream of entering!"

"It's the highest temple of martial arts for all students in Huaxia, the sacred ground where the nation's prodigies chase their dreams!"

"Your classic F4... no, 4F talents—I won't even comment, lest it sound like a personal attack."

"Let's talk about your martial arts scores: they're abysmal, utterly disgraceful! If even you apply to Capital Martial University, then every student in Yuncheng could apply!"

"And it's your only choice—I... sorry, I really can't hold it in."

"Frankly, this isn't courage or confidence—it's self-deception, self-humiliation! What's the difference between this and jumping off a building?"

"Ye Cheng, don't blame me for being harsh—I'm looking out for you!"

"I'm telling you, this is the final version of the application form. Once it's submitted, it can't be changed. Now, immediately, right away, change it back, do you hear me?"

He pulled a new application form from his drawer and threw it angrily at Ye Cheng.

"Teacher, please calm down!"

Ye Cheng crossed his legs, sat calmly in the chair, tapping the table with his finger.

"First, this is a decision I've made after careful consideration—it's the goal I set for myself since the first year of high school, and I won't change it!"

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"Second, let me reiterate, this isn't a joke or self-destruction. Getting into Capital Martial University will be as easy for me as eating or drinking water!"

"Alright, there's no point in arguing! There's still a month left—you'll witness a miracle with your own eyes!"

After speaking, he stopped caring about Mo Dairu, swaggering out of the office.

"Miracle, my foot! Easy, my ass!"

Mo Dairu roared at his retreating figure: "In the martial path, there's no such thing as sudden rises! Even geniuses must give their all!"

"Four martial talents, each at the bottom! Even a lifetime of effort can't surpass S-level talent—wake up! You haven't unlocked a single martial shackle in three years, that's proof enough!"

"Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng, come back here... Argh, you're killing me!"

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"No miracle?"

Leaving the office, Ye Cheng silently muttered, "System!"

Instantly, a virtual dialog box appeared before his eyes.

[System Status: Unbound.]
[Binding Condition: Achieve 'Unlock the First Layer of Strength Shackles' (Progress: 99%).]
[Friendly Reminder: Please complete the binding process soon.]
[Binding Gift Pack (Pending): 1. Supreme Strength Talent Pill; 2. Supreme Equipment—Xuantian Heavy Sword (with cultivation method); 3. Infinite System Storage Space.]

"Three years, three whole years!"

Standing in the corridor, Ye Cheng reflected on the past three years, filled with exhaustion.

He wasn't native to Blue Star, but had crossed over from Earth three years ago.

That day, the original owner's parents died in a beast tide, and the original owner was gravely injured, leading to his transmigration.

Upon crossing, he simultaneously awakened the 'Achievement System.'

As long as he accomplished certain achievements, he could obtain top-tier resources beyond this world.

The prerequisite for binding the system was to unlock the first layer of strength shackles while in the lowest innate state.

The binding gift pack was extraordinary: Supreme Strength Talent Pill, Supreme Equipment, Infinite Storage Space.

Two 'Supreme' and one 'Infinite'—anyone would covet them.

Thus, for three years, Ye Cheng trained relentlessly, hoping to bind the system as soon as possible.

His parents’ compensation, and the wages earned from monthly part-time jobs, were almost entirely invested in cultivation.

In everyone’s eyes, Ye Cheng was a weirdo, stubborn, a workaholic, a robot.

No one understood why he spent his time on such a hopeless pursuit.

Talent truly determined much; after three years, he only advanced to mid-stage Body Tempering, with all martial shackles still locked.

He became the laughingstock of all.

Yet, perseverance pays off. With just a month until the college entrance exam, his strength shackle unlocking progress finally reached 99%.

He sensed that today he would succeed!

At that moment, the sky would be the limit, and the martial path would open wide!

Blue Star was a supernatural world. Five hundred years ago, spiritual energy revived, countless space-time rifts appeared, and abundant spiritual energy quickly spread across the globe.

All things mutated, monsters and alien races emerged, slaughtering humans.

To survive, humanity sought supernatural powers through various means.

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Broadly speaking, there were Beast Tamers, Mages, Summoners, Espers, Genetic Warriors...

But after centuries of exploration, martial arts became mainstream in Huaxia.

Martial arts had a complete cultivation system, perfectly suited to Huaxia people's physique.

Ye Cheng was no exception.

Moreover, he found it hard to accept dealing with smelly, drooling beasts.

Nor did he want to inject strange genetic drugs and become a hairy or scaly monster.

Martial arts were decent, but had a fatal flaw: cultivation required steady progress, step by step, over a long period.

In gaming terms, martial artists were late-game heroes.

This meant that in the early stages, they were basically trampled by contemporaneous supernaturals.

Only at the Master stage could they rival supernaturals of the same realm.

Beyond that, they would gradually surpass their peers.

Thus, in the early days of spiritual energy revival, Huaxia was bullied by foreign supernaturals, with many bloody incidents.

Therefore, becoming a Master had always been the goal of Huaxia martial artists, especially newcomers.

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"Did you hear? Ye Cheng, the workaholic, applied to Capital Martial University. I nearly laughed myself to death. Is he out of his mind?"

"Mo Dairu's yelling could be heard throughout the class—I was so scared, I nearly wet myself!"

"No wonder he's angry—Ye Cheng, with four F-level talents and mid-stage Body Tempering, is at the bottom of First High. Applying to Capital Martial University is suicide."

"His parents' deaths were pointless, and he squandered all their compensation."

"Maybe the Ye family will support him?"

"Forget it—he's the most distant branch of the Ye family, so marginal he doesn't even qualify for the family register. The Ye family won't care about him."

"Heh, I advise everyone to mind their own business. There's only a month left until the exam; better focus on yourselves."

"By the way, Scholarly Li, where did you apply?"

"Heh, I don't have Ye Cheng's lofty ambitions, just applied to Jiang Province Martial University—safer that way."

"Jiang Province Martial University? Wow! That's impressive. The former top student who gave this year's return speech only got into Jiang Province Martial University!"

"Has Jiang Province Martial University become a fallback? Sigh, the world of top students is beyond us slackers!"

"Heh!"

"......"

As soon as Ye Cheng entered the classroom, he heard the students' gossip.

Many threw odd glances at him, but soon looked away.

Ye Cheng, the invisible one, was just a topic for idle chatter, not worth much attention.

Half the seats in the class were empty.

Those absent generally had some family resources and had left school to train.

"I should head home too."

Without a word, Ye Cheng returned to his seat, packed his bag, and left the school.

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