Chapter 124: This Time, Our Regular Class Will Win for Sure!

"This…"

Xu Wenchang's face was filled with shock.

"This… this reward is too heavy!"

"Our Longxu Class's new student trials have always had no rewards—after all, Longxu Class's benefits are already maxed out. How could this suddenly…"

Xu Wenchang paused, then looked at Guhe and asked tentatively:

"And… Principal, if I remember correctly."

"Your Lightning Element Substitute should be just a few fragments away from full formation, right?"

"You've been stuck here for years. You finally got one fragment—why not use it yourself? Why give it as a reward?"

Xu Wenchang was growing anxious.

Guhe, as one of Longguo's top Lightning Mage, had long hit a bottleneck.

Once he formed his Lightning Element Substitute, his power would leap qualitatively—even reshaping Longguo's high-tier combat strength.

Such a crucial thing, just given away as a reward?

Guhe looked at Xu Wenchang, his gaze softening.

He let out a quiet sigh:

"It's fine."

"Even if I truly formed my Substitute, what would it change?"

"For the grand picture of Longguo, for the coming Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield, for the unknown catastrophe ahead…"

"One old man like me won't make a difference."

"Besides, I'm short more than just this one fragment."

Guhe lifted his head, gazing toward the villa complex beyond the window.

"But Lin Mo is different—he's still young."

"He's only Level 25, yet he's already awakened his Fire Element Body. If he can awaken his Lightning Element Body before Level 30…"

"With both dual-element special skills, can you imagine what kind of monster he'd become?"

"This…"

Xu Wenchang froze.

Guhe chuckled lightly, weighing the fragment in his hand. "This stone is more valuable in his hands than in mine."

Xu Wenchang stared at the white-haired elder before him, a wave of respect rising in his chest.

In this world, who doesn't want to grow stronger?

Power is the foundation of survival.

Yet here, the president of Jing University, for a vague hope, for a complete stranger, was willing to sacrifice his own chance at transformation.

"So…"

Xu Wenchang said, resigned:

"All this grand setup—you're just looking for an excuse to slip this fragment to him, aren't you?"

Guhe's expression turned serious:

"What do you mean 'looking for an excuse'?"

"Private favoritism is a grave taboo."

"Longxu Class may have privileges, but those privileges must be earned through strength."

"If I just handed it to him directly, what would others think? They'd say I'm unfair, that Lin Mo got ahead through connections."

"If he wants this fragment, he must earn it through effort and ability—only then will others have no complaints."

Xu Wenchang listened, fell silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly:

"Aren't you afraid you might lose? What if Shen Jun's team wins? After all, he's got two thousand people."

Guhe laughed loudly, waving his hand dismissively:

"Then let them have it. If Shen Jun's team truly wins, they prove they deserve the fragment."

"I may be partial, but I'm not blind to right and wrong. Whoever wins gets it—that's only fair."

With that, Guhe waved his hand:

"Enough, Old Xu. You've been running around all day—go rest."

"I need to call the Year Two Director for the Regular Classes."

"This time, the rules must change."

Xu Wenchang shook his head helplessly.

He stood, straightened his collar, and as he reached the door, turned back with a grin:

"Principal, that's a ruthless move of yours."

"By tonight, every Year Two student will be wide awake."

"I'm off."

…

Meanwhile.

In a spacious student club activity room.

Lights blazed, smoke curled thickly.

Dozens of Year Two students sat in a circle.

They were all team captains from the Regular Classes—the elite core of the year.

Shen Jun sat at the head, his face dark.

Beside him, Zhou Kai was passionately recounting what happened in the cafeteria today:

"... ou didn't see how arrogant Lin Mo was!"

"Brother Shen went out of his way to greet them, trying to make friends."

"And what happened?"

"That kid was pure contempt! Saw we were Regular students, and just mocked us!"

Zhou Kai grew more agitated, slamming his fist on the table:

"Brother Shen asked what skills he had, and he said he could use 'Fire-Earth Combo Skill'—and even 'Lightning-Fire Combo Skill'!"

"Is he seriously taking us for fools?"

"A freshman, hasn't even started classes yet, and he claims two combo skills? Who's he kidding? This is clearly insulting our intelligence!"

At these words,

the room erupted.

"Fuck! That's too much!"

"Longxu Class thinks they're so great? Can just humiliate people at will?"

"Damn privilege bastards!"

Everyone was furious, eyes blazing with anger.

This rage wasn't just about Lin Mo's attitude—it was years of pent-up resentment.

At Jing University, Longxu Class loomed like a mountain over their heads.

"Why is that fair?"

Someone complained: "We Regular students get one Space Key per week—just one dungeon run."

"They get three per day!"

"And their cafeteria meals are free—every ingredient is high-grade demonic beast meat!"

"Right now, we're still ahead because we've trained a year longer."

"But in a month—or even half a month—we'll be overtaken. Then we won't even see their taillights!"

Despair and injustice ignited fully in this moment.

Shen Jun rose slowly, watching the furious crowd.

His voice, low and powerful, cut through the noise:

"You're right."

"We're not as gifted as they are. Our benefits aren't as good."

"But!"

"That doesn't mean we let them humiliate us!"

"This new student trial? This is our chance!"

Shen Jun clenched his fist and slammed it onto the table:

"We have two hundred people—all elite! We crush them in levels!"

"This time, we'll make those Longxu Class freshmen know—Regular students aren't fools to be toyed with!"

"We'll make them understand what respect means!"

"Yeah! Fight them!"

"Crush Longxu Class!"

"We never lost before, and we won't lose now! This time, we'll make Lin Mo eat dirt!"

Emotions surged through the room.

Everyone clenched fists, itching to charge out and fight right now.

At that moment.

Dozens of people present received the message nearly simultaneously.

"Huh?"

"Who's sending a message this late?"

Everyone pulled out their phones in confusion.

It was a campus-wide notice from the Academic Affairs Office.

When they saw its contents, everyone froze.

【Emergency Notice: Changes to the Rules of the "Dragon Sequence Class Freshman Trial"…】

【…This trial will no longer involve selection.】

【All second-year students currently enrolled (total 1, 82) must participate!】

【The winning side will receive an additional reward: one Lightning Element Fragment (awarded to the individual with the greatest final contribution)…】

"What the fuck? Did I read that right?"

"The whole grade against twenty people?!"

"Hahaha! Why's Old Gu so generous this year? Did he lose his mind?"

"This is basically a free win!"

"And there's a reward—Lightning Element Fragment!"

Shen Jun's hand trembled as he held his phone, his eyes filled with wild joy.

In past years, the freshman trial was merely a training exercise where upperclassmen accompanied Dragon Sequence Class freshmen—there was never any reward.

This year, they suddenly offered a reward?

And one as valuable as a Lightning Element Fragment?

Besides, the Dragon Sequence Class freshmen had never won before.

Isn't this just an excuse to hand out benefits to ordinary class students?

"Looks like… Old Gu is finally starting to care about us ordinary students."

"Two thousand versus twenty."

"How could we lose?"

"It's impossible to lose!"

Shen Jun lifted his head and scanned the group.

"Brothers! This isn't just about dignity!"

"That fragment—we're taking it!"