Expelled From School, I Awakened World-Ending Combat Power

The martial arts arena at Jiangcheng Advanced Martial Arts Academy is packed shoulder to shoulder. The autumn wind whips up dust, carrying shrill laughter that crashes against Lin Chen’s face.

Zhao Hao kicks him in the knee, sending him crashing to the ground. His knee slams against the hard bluestone tiles, pain drilling through him. The F-rank martial artist certificate clenched in his right hand is crushed under Zhao Hao’s limited-edition combat boot. The sharp crack of its plastic casing hurts even more than his knee.

“An F-rank loser thinks he belongs in the arena?” Zhao Hao looks down at him, his contempt as cold as ice. “Three years at this academy and you still can’t reach the third level of Body Tempering. You’re wasting the academy’s resources and offending the eyes of us A-rank geniuses. Get out!”