First Seat Qing Yu stared at the challenge letter on her desk, feeling a bit disoriented.
Just monts ago, she had confidently stated that Lu Jun was nothing to worry about—that without at least a year of refinent, he wouldn't be able to reach her level.
Yet, in the blink of an eye, that sa Lu Jun had sent her a challenge letter. Were the freshn this reckless nowadays, or just unbelievably audacious?
Qing Yu propped her elbows on the table, her delicate, fair hands interlaced under her chin, supporting her beautiful face as she fell into deep thought. On the surface, she maintained a cold and indifferent expression, as if she completely dismissed the matter. But internally, she was embarrassed—soone, please, say sothing and break this awkward silence!
Fortunately, her student council secretary, Chen Yu, reacted swiftly. Slamming the challenge letter down with indignation, she exclaid, "What level does Lu Jun think he is? He hasn't even beaten the people before him, yet he dares to challenge the First Seat? How audacious!"
Hearing this, Qing Yu quietly let out a sigh of relief. Nice, an excellent spokesperson. Give her a raise!
But before she could relish the mont, the student council officer beside them quickly shook her head and, looking nervous, pulled out another envelope from her coat, handing it to Chen Yu.
Chen Yu was stunned. She lowered her head and saw the signature at the bottom—Lu Jun.
The female officer spoke softly, "Senior Chen, this is a challenge letter for you."
Chen Yu was dumbfounded. ? I'm ranked seventy-ninth in the Water Institute rankings. How did it co to ?
Her expression darkened as a terrifying thought struck her. "Wait... don't tell he sent challenge letters to every Interdiate-level student on the Water Institute's ranking list?"
"Yes," the officer scratched her head awkwardly. "So technically, he's not breaking any unspoken rules."
"Besides, it's currently Challenge Month, and according to the regulations, anyone ranked must unconditionally accept a challenger's competition request."
After saying this, she reached into her coat and pulled out a letter identical to the ones given to Qing Yu and Chen Yu. With a pleased smile, she added, "Lu 'Butcher' even sent one. I'm ranked in the two hundreds—finally, I get the chance to see him in person!"
The girl then cupped her face in her hands, her cheeks flushing red as she murmured to herself, "I saw Lu Jun at the Beast Battle Arena before... his stamina was incredible. Such a powerful and charismatic man."
A vein popped on Chen Yu's forehead as she pointed at the girl, her face filled with rage. "Hey! This is a challenge letter, not a love letter! And even if it were, he sent it to the entire Water Institute. That's just being a massive flirt—no, wait, that's outright provocation! Stop acting all lovestruck!"
But the female officer simply waved her hand dismissively, completely unbothered. "Doesn't matter. I'm actually quite curious. I think I'll go freshen up before our duel... hehe."
"Have so dignity!" Chen Yu slamd the table in frustration. "Are all Water Institute students just hopeless romantics and fangirls now?!"
Qing Yu remained silent, but for the first ti, she felt a tinge of curiosity about Lu Jun.
Looking over the three challenge letters, she noticed that their match dates were all set for the sa day. That ant Lu Jun planned to challenge the entire Water Institute in a single day.
It was one thing to do this in a Beast Battle Tournant, but to attempt such a feat in the Main Campus? That was truly... bold.
She had to admit, she felt a sliver of admiration. More than that, though, she found the image of Lu Jun handing out challenge letters like printed flyers—possibly producing over two thousand copies—highly amusing.
Chen Yu hesitated for a mont before asking, "First Seat, what should we do?"
"Just go," Qing Yu responded casually. "If he dares to challenge the entire Water Institute in one breath, it's up to him whether he can actually pull it off."
The mont news broke that Lu Jun had issued challenge letters to over two thousand students in the Water Institute, the entire school erupted into chaos.
Freshn and senior students alike were utterly astonished. If nothing else, this was exactly the kind of audacity they expected from Lu Jun—doing what no one else dared.
"I heard the Water Institute is full of beautiful girls, yet the infamous 'Lu the Butcher' actually dares to go after them all? We have to see this—watching him rcilessly take down beauties left and right is going to be sothing."
"No way. Everyone there is at the Interdiate level—why would he even do this?"
The school forums exploded with debates, but within the Water Institute itself, the response was unexpectedly calm. Contrary to what outsiders imagined, there was no widespread outrage.
In fact, most of the female students held a favorable opinion of Lu Jun. After all, he had fought tirelessly for an entire night at the Beast Battle Arena—a true warrior. Not to ntion, he had publicly taken down a pervert who had been spying on the won's dormitories. These actions had stacked up, earning him a surprisingly high credibility score.
Everyone knew Lu Jun was simply obsessed with magic and wasn't deliberately targeting them.
It was completely different from what happened a year later when Mo Fan transferred into the Fire Institute and triggered a massive uproar.
anwhile, Ding Yumian of the Fire Institute received word of the challenge and paused in surprise before letting out a soft laugh. That's just like Lu Jun.
Over the past three months, she had trained hard, climbed the Fire Institute's rankings into the top two hundred, advanced her Fire Elent to Level Two, and even obtained a Fire Spirit Seed.
Her progress was incredible—enough to attract widespread attention. Even the departnt head had predicted that it wouldn't be long before she made it into the Fire Institute's Top Ten.
But compared to Lu Jun's fearless, "devour the heavens and swallow the earth" level of ambition, she still felt worlds apart.
Pearl Academy's administrative office.
Dean Xiao stood by the window with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face. He, too, had heard the shocking news—and the more he observed Lu Jun, the more satisfied he beca.
Perhaps it was ti for him to consider taking on a successor.
anwhile, Lu Jun had already been waiting at the Water Institute's Magic Combat Arena.
The mont he returned to campus, he had gone straight to a printing shop, where the staff had stared at him as if they had seen a ghost when he asked to print two thousand challenge letters.
He then hired a hundred Water Institute students as couriers, paying them to deliver the letters to every ranked student in the Water Institute.
The print shop's staff were utterly shocked. They had worked at Pearl Academy for seven or eight years, handling countless students during Challenge Month. They were used to people printing official challenge letters—but the most anyone had ever printed before was a dozen or so.
Now, two thousand at once?!
The printer practically overheated and started smoking, and this was the first ti they had ever seen anything like it.
Lu Jun, however, felt nothing unusual about it. This was simply his nature—if he was going to fight for resources, he would do it openly and decisively.
That way, when he eventually claid the First Seat, no one would dare to challenge him endlessly afterward.
Even the lowest-ranked student in the Water Institute received a letter from him.
And, of course, he wasn't doing this out of sheer arrogance—he was absolutely confident in his abilities.
While the power gap between Interdiate and Basic mages was significant, Lu Jun's Psychic Elent, Curse Elent, and overall ntal fortitude had grown dramatically since the start of the sester.
Even without Focus Magic Tools or a specialized ntal elent, he could still eliminate an Interdiate mage with just a single Basic-tier spell.
Of course, there was no denying that the Main Campus was a different battlefield. Here, every Interdiate mage had awakened a second elent, increasing the frequency of Psychic-type spells. Many students had also accumulated wealth and purchased Focus Magic Tools.
But even in those situations, Lu Jun's combination of Curse and Psychic magic made him a nightmare opponent. More importantly, his Water Elent was his true ace.
His Fourth-Level Basic Water Defense could neutralize all water-based attacks, making him a natural counter to every single Water Institute student.
"Besides, statistically speaking, Psychic-type-elent spells are still rare among Interdiate mages."
Lu Jun thought to himself.
At this mont, he stood in the center of the arena, his Black-Gold Dragon-Patterned Sword embedded in the ground, his posture straight and imposing—like a sharpened blade, ready to be unsheathed.
With his eyes closed, he focused on his surroundings, gradually sensing the increasing presence of onlookers.
Water Institute students, students from other institutes, and even faculty mbers had co to witness this event.
Tens of thousands of people crowded into the massive Magic Combat Arena, their presence filling every available space.
Most spectators did not believe that Lu Jun could truly defeat the entire Water Institute.
Based on magic consumption alone, the most optimistic predictions suggested that he might make it to the top 1,000 at best.
Lu Jun, however, didn't care about their doubts.
Slowly, he opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the dense crowd seated in the stands. Then, he spoke calmly:
"The challenge begins.
First match—Liu Xiafei, are you here?"
The entire arena fell silent.
The audience suppressed their voices, whispering with excitent.
"It's starting... how many rounds do you think 'Lu the Butcher' can win?"
A mont passed.
Then another.
The Magic Combat Arena remained completely still—no one stepped forward.
Just as the crowd was beginning to grow restless, a figure hesitantly erged from a far-off corner.
A chubby girl with a mushroom-cut hairstyle nervously trembled as she walked forward, her thick legs shaking as she climbed onto the arena.
She was none other than Liu Xiafei—the lowest-ranked student in the Water Institute.
The referee hadn't even announced the start of the match yet when, suddenly—
"Waaaaaaahhh!!!"
Liu Xiafei burst into tears on the spot.
Lu Jun tilted his head in confusion, his face full of question marks.
What the hell?
I haven't even attacked yet, why is she already crying?
The way this looked, it was as if he were bullying a poor, helpless girl in broad daylight.
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