On stage, Li Moyu took the microphone from a school leader and didn’t rush to speak. Instead, he scanned the faces of the people below.

Seeing many with looks of surprise gave him immense satisfaction—he felt great.

After steadying himself, he looked at everyone below and asked, microphone in hand, “Has everyone heard of Li Yijin?”

“Who doesn’t know the Kyoto University genius?” a freshman below shouted.

Li Moyu raised an eyebrow, his face turning even colder, “Yes, everyone knows Li Yijin, but you surely don’t know that Li Yijin has a younger brother who is just as much a genius. His younger brother is this year’s newly crowned Kyoto exam top scorer.

His Gene Fusion Adaptability is as high as 16%, tied with the provincial top scorer of Southern River Province for first in the country. His physical test numbers are in a class of their own—unique in the nation as the only overall number one. And that genius younger brother is the one standing before you right now—me, Li Moyu!”

As he reached that last line, Li Moyu’s voice suddenly rose, full of momentum.

The freshmen below were all shocked.

This blond punk was actually the Kyoto University genius’s younger brother?

And the Kyoto exam top scorer to boot?

Wait—why would Kyoto’s top scorer not attend Kyoto University, but come to Shanhai University instead?

Just as everyone was confused, Li Moyu spoke, “Everyone here must be wondering why I, the Kyoto exam top scorer, didn’t go to Kyoto University but came to Shanhai University. You probably think Shanhai’s admissions team spent big to poach me. But that’s wrong. Believe it or not, I applied to Shanhai on my own initiative.

When I was still in middle school, my brother and I made a pact: he would be responsible for breaking Kyoto University’s records and I would be responsible for breaking Shanhai University’s records. In the future, all records of the two top universities will be under contract to the Kyoto Li brothers!”

As his words fell, Li Moyu’s eyes tightened and he instantly released the full force of his Biological Pressure at the level of Ordinary Fifth Tier, displaying without reservation his overwhelming strength among his peers.

The gifted class freshmen closer to the stage all felt that powerful Biological Pressure; each was shocked into existential doubt.

They too were heaven’s proud sons and daughters who had made it into Shanhai University; many of them had a Biological Level of Ordinary Third Tier and some as low as Ordinary Second Tier, relying heavily on their Gene Fusion Adaptability to compensate.

Yet the Biological Level of Li Moyu on stage was as high as Ordinary Fifth Tier!

The gap was too large!

So large as to be despair-inducing!

Meanwhile, the school leaders on stage couldn’t help the corners of their mouths twitching.

They had arranged for Li Moyu to speak as the freshman representative so he could set an example and look ahead to the next four years—but this guy was only interested in showing off instead. Utter nonsense!

“My name is Li Moyu—please remember it!”

Having released his Biological Pressure and finished showing off, Li Moyu tossed out this line, casually shoved the microphone into a nearby school leader’s hands and then—with one hand in his pocket and a flick of his bangs—strode off the stage.

He had gone up there for one thing only: to flex. Now that the flex was done, it was time to get off.

Showing off is about being fast, precise and ruthless—the shorter the time you spend on stage, the higher the cool factor.

“Xiao Chen, that Li Moyu is so silly. He’s just Ordinary Fifth Tier and already thinks he’s invincible, not realizing you could crush him with a single finger.”

Shen Qinghan leaned close to Lin Zichen’s ear and whispered.

As his childhood sweetheart, fiancée and diehard fan, she couldn’t wait for him to shine in public.

Lin Zichen poked her cheek and whispered back, “If you badmouth people and they find out, you won’t be able to handle it.”

“Aren’t you here to protect me?”

“Can’t protect you all the time.”

“Okay, okay—I won’t say it in the future. I’ll only gripe at home with you; outside I’ll behave and be a mute.”

Shen Qinghan promised in a soft, sticky voice.

Hearing that velvety voice in his ear, Lin Zichen couldn’t help thinking of her warm little tongue from last night; his heart suddenly itched.

As the two of them leaned together whispering, a school leader on stage spoke loudly, “Next, please applaud the student union president, Zhou Xuehong, who will speak on behalf of the student union!”

With that, the school leader began to clap.

The freshmen below followed suit and applauded.

As the applause rang out, a young man with a slightly parted fringe slowly walked up from below the stage.

His build didn’t look particularly tall, nor was he especially muscular, yet he exuded a faintly oppressive aura that made people reluctant to meet his eyes.

“President Zhou, your microphone.”

When Zhou Xuehong reached center stage, that school leader immediately stepped forward tactfully and handed him the microphone.

At Shanhai University, where strength reigns supreme, the student union president’s status was higher than that of many school leaders.

Zhou Xuehong took the microphone and introduced himself in a calm yet forceful voice, “Good afternoon, freshmen. I am Shanhai University’s student union president, Zhou Xuehong. I’m here today to talk about three things.

First, student discipline at this school is not managed by teachers; it is managed by the student union. The student union has powers you can’t imagine.

Second, at the start of each spring term, the student union recruits ten people from among the freshmen. Selection is based solely on strength. Those who wish to join, be sure to demonstrate your strength well over the next half-year.

Third, Shanhai University’s inner campus is a place where strength is everything, built on raw natural selection and survival of the fittest. Incidents of seniors oppressing juniors occur from time to time. Be mentally prepared. That’s all I have to say. Before I step down, I’ll let you experience the power of a higher-level lifeform.”

As his words fell, Zhou Xuehong’s eyes sharpened and he instantly unleashed the terrifying aura of a higher-level lifeform, mercilessly pressing down upon the freshmen below.

In an instant, all the freshmen in the gymnasium felt an invisible weight upon their heads.

Those closer to the stage were directly pressed until their faces flushed and their breathing grew difficult.

Among them, the blond, Li Moyu, sitting at a not-too-near, not-too-far spot, very strangely suffered the greatest pressure in the hall.

It was so great that the four legs of the chair he sat on bent under the force and were on the verge of breaking.

He was a bit dazed and didn’t know what had happened; he only knew he seemed to have been singled out, his face going deathly pale as he felt on the verge of suffocating.

In contrast, Lin Zichen, sitting two rows behind him, looked completely at ease, feeling no discomfort at all.

The aura of a higher-level lifeform was indeed powerful, but at a distance of more than thirty meters, its power had weakened to the point that it posed no effective threat to someone like him at Biological Level 9.

However, Shen Qinghan beside him—whose Biological Level was only Ordinary Second Tier—was in a bit of trouble. She was directly suppressed until her legs went weak and had to lean, powerless, against his shoulder.

Fortunately, Zhou Xuehong on stage did not release his aura for long—he withdrew it in under five seconds.

Then, amid the sounds of relieved breathing from below the stage, he stepped down unhurriedly.

Not long after Zhou Xuehong left the stage, the microphone returned to Yuan Dongzhi’s hands.

Holding the microphone, Yuan Dongzhi addressed the freshmen below in an even tone, “After the freshmen’s assembly ends, you will immediately begin an Opening Trial. The rules are simple. In the center of the gymnasium is a large wutai (martial platform). Whoever is the first to stand alone on the platform for more than one minute will be this year’s Freshman King and receive a reward of 100 credits.

The second person to stand alone on the platform for more than one minute will be second place and receive 90 credits. Subsequent placements will follow in order until the final tenth place, rewarded with 10 credits.

The Opening Trial will last for only one hour. During that time, if any freshman from a non-gifted class—that is, from a regular class—breaks into the top ten, then, aside from the gifted-class freshmen, all other freshmen will receive 1 credit. The Opening Trial will begin in ten minutes. Anyone who needs to use the restroom may go now.”

After stating these things simply, Yuan Dongzhi put down the microphone and stepped off the stage.

The other school leaders on stage, seeing this, all sensibly followed behind her.

They were now heading to the second-floor corridor, so that in a moment they could look down over the Opening Trial starting on the first floor and observe the performance of every freshman.