A Top Scholar in Everything

Baiyu took over the Kendo Club and, aside from Su Ahzhong, did not recruit a single outsider.

He hasn't visited the club's base either.

"Our Martial Arts Academy is currently in the middle of a training camp, with missions every month. It's so gruelling. Once this period passes, we'll build up the Kendo Club."

Qianren explained.

Unlike the Research Academy.

The Martial Arts Academy focuses more on cultivating students' combat power.

There is a mandatory combat mission every month.

Only polishing your skills within the school won't make a true Warrior.

Baiyu nodded slightly.

He seems to recall that students from the Research Academy also have tasks, though they don't seem to be combat-related.

...

After they left.

Baiyu again immersed himself back into his studies.

Meichuan Lingzi was full of helplessness.

His friends are accustomed to this, not considering it a big deal, so naturally, she couldn't find a reason to persuade Baiyu.

"However, the name Baiyu feels so familiar."

Meichuan Lingzi always felt she had heard it somewhere, but she couldn't recall.

Three more days passed.

In the morning, Meichuan Lingzi cautiously opened the mechanical hall's door, seeing Baiyu still at the workbench with no signs of any distortion, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She has been nervous these few days on her way to and from work.

Afraid Baiyu might suddenly experience a distortion.

"Thank you for your care these past few days, my studies are concluded." Baiyu approached the counter, full of energy, and handed over his student card.

A total of 216 GPA was spent.

Including meals and other expenses, a total of 240 GPA was spent, but the gains were substantial.

Baiyu's Mechanical Science, after these days of study, has finally established a foundational learning framework.

In other words.

Baiyu has roughly mastered the basics of Mechanical Science.

On the knowledge tree.

The skill illuminated in Mechanical Science is "Rapid Mechanical Manufacturing."

Baiyu's Blood Qi can assemble mechanical components, greatly increasing assembly speed; paired with the Thousand-Change Hand, it can even be used for combat without any issue.

"The foundational learning frameworks for two Mysticism subjects have been established, with three thousand knowledge points added in Mysticism. Now, I should be able to study the second volume of Extreme Demon Body Tempering Technique."

Baiyu felt excited inside.

Each time he trained with the Extreme Demon Body Tempering Technique, his Blood Qi would surge - real and tangible strength enhancement, visible to the naked eye.

The Mystical Element and Ancient Martial Element complement each other, studying together is his future path.

...

Stepping out of the hall.

Baiyu walked along the school's shaded path, heading towards the dormitory apartment.

However.

The entire road was extremely quiet, with no students passing by.

Baiyu halted, standing in the middle of the road.

Under the vision of Pupil of Chongming's.

A mass of red objects ahead was approaching him, faintly forming an encirclement.

They were all people.

Around the corner.

A large group of students appeared in front of Baiyu, each a hulking and well-built brute.

Some were even familiar faces to Baiyu.

The small leader from the boxing club he beat up in the warehouse last time stood at the front of the group, his gaze as cold and venomous as a snake.

"This is a school, what do you intend to do?"

Baiyu asked with a half-smile.

The surrounding circle consisted of more than twenty people, their aggressive momentum clearly indicating more than just a casual greeting.

"Whoever hit our boxing club members, naturally, we have to regain our ground, or else we'd be laughed at by others.

As for the school...

The Martial Arts School doesn't have as many rules as your high school.

As long as no one is killed or crippled, even getting beaten until blood flows isn't a problem.

Surely you don't think.

By calling upon the school's name, you can resolve this peacefully today?"

The leading man from the boxing club licked his teeth, a violent air filling his gaze: "Get him, beat him hard!"

With a command.

More than twenty people instantly rushed towards Baiyu, surrounding him from all directions like a tide.

Baiyu was quite perplexed.

Do these people not have brains or what.

Last time, their leader was hung up and beaten, and this time even with several Tier Eight Martial Artists, what difference does it make?

His Tier Eight is completely different from others.

Three times Forged Skin.

One time Extreme Demon Tempering Bone.

Coupled with the Core Ice Skin Jade Bone Skill.

Baiyu's durability and recovery surpass many Tier Seven Martial Artists, and ordinary Tier Eights, he can handle several with just one hand.

"Clearly muscle has entered their brains, lost cause."

"But close combat with these Body Refining Martial Artists is a waste of time, just perfect for testing the things made recently in the mechanical hall."

Baiyu placed his right hand in his pocket, swiftly grabbing a handful of steel balls, and flung them around.

A thunderous explosion instantly sent several people ahead flying.

Steel balls rose into the air transforming into a mist, engulfing the entire battlefield.

Baiyu's figure moved like a phantom within the mist, using Shark Bite as a melee weapon, and the gun butt repeatedly smashed the heads of those around.

In a split second.

Screams rang out in succession.

Yet these twenty-plus people couldn't catch Baiyu's movement tracks.

Even if they managed to spot him by chance.

Baiyu's Qi Armor Technique could shed most of their attack, allowing him to escape like a fish.

From afar.

A man and woman watched the battle intently.

"He truly is an Extraordinary focusing on firearms, and this kind of fighting style is deeply inherited." The woman smiled faintly, turning her head: "Yuan Zhihu, if you don't step in, these twenty-plus boxing club members will be knocked down by him single-handedly. It won't sound good if word gets out."

"I came today just to see Baiyu's depth, being defeated won't matter." Yuan Zhihu said: "These fools have long relied on my and my brother's name to bully freshmen, so they ought to suffer a bit.

As for Baiyu.

Are you interested?

Mastering close-range firearms with skill, with strong survival abilities, just came out of the mechanical hall, surely has delved into Mechanical Science, which is a field all Gunmen explore.

If his long-range sniper rifle is also formidable, then he's nearly a perfect support.

Including him in the squad.

No matter the mission or other battles, it would considerably enhance the squad's overall capabilities."

Yuan Zhihu's eyes glowed.

"No." Qiao Ying pouted: "Our squad already has enough members, and he's a freshman. Bringing him up would take too much time, not worth the effort."

"Then since that's the case, I'll gladly take him. Coincidentally, the team still lacks someone who knows mechanics."

Yuan Zhihu chuckled, standing up from his chair.

By now, the fight was nearing its end; the boxing club's members were all down, writhing in pain.

Baiyu seized the leader.

The other's eyes filled with terror as he was about to speak, but saw Yuan Zhihu approaching from afar, and cried tears of joy: "President Yuan, save me, he... he's going to cripple me."

Upon hearing.

Baiyu paused his actions, looked towards the newcomer, and furrowed his brows.

"Junior Baiyu, I'm the vice president of the boxing club, would you give me the courtesy of releasing this person?" Yuan Zhihu flashed a kind smile and spoke softly: "These people have been taught a lesson as they deserve—sparing them where you can."

Baiyu's brow furrowed deeper.

He turned around, grabbed the small leader's neck, and stamped on his shin.

Crack...

The sound of a crisp bone fracture echoed.

Yuan Zhihu's smile instantly froze.