On the arena.

Ma Xiwei continued her full-force assault, while Lin Zichen effortlessly dodged without pressure.

Seeing she couldn’t land a hit, Ma Xiwei lost her composure.

Her attacks grew increasingly dirty, targeting only vital points.

Either eye gouges or groin kicks.

After dodging hundreds of strikes, Lin Zichen felt he had gathered enough data on the traits of a Shadow Nightcat Gene Fuser. He decided not to waste more time, raising his fist and striking directly at her face.

Bang!

A loud impact rang out.

Ma Xiwei, suddenly struck, had her entire face twisted out of shape.

Her body was sent flying off the arena by the immense force, crashing to the ground with a heavy thud and rolling more than ten times before stopping only when she hit the crowd.

Lin Zichen hadn’t even used much force with that punch.

Ma Xiwei was simply blown off the arena without being knocked unconscious.

Soon, supported by two freshmen girls of the Gifted Class, Ma Xiwei managed to sit up from the ground with difficulty.

By then, her once-beautiful face was badly swollen from internal bleeding. What had been a delicate oval face now resembled a swollen pig’s head.

Many freshmen of the Ordinary Class laughed at the sight, taking pleasure in her misfortune.

Even the two Gifted Class girls supporting her couldn’t help but twitch their lips, barely restraining themselves from laughing.

The contrast was too drastic.

One moment she had been an aloof goddess, the next she was hideously disfigured, a pig-faced mess. It was impossible not to laugh.

Hearing the laughter around her, Ma Xiwei realized her face had swollen.

She immediately asked one of her classmates for a phone and used the screen as a mirror to check her once-beautiful face.

“My… my face!”

Seeing her reflection, Ma Xiwei, normally stoic, let out a shrill scream of despair, followed instantly by sobs.

She had always been beautiful, well-off, academically excellent and adored since childhood.

Boys around her would bend over backward, groveling for her attention, desperate for even the smallest smile.

Yet Lin Zichen had shown no mercy, landing a brutal punch that disfigured her face and shattered her pride.

“Weiwei!”

Her father, Ma Zhenhe, leapt from the second-floor corridor at once, rushing to his daughter’s side to examine her injury.

The damage wasn’t serious—no broken bones—just swelling.

But the problem was that she had only recently undergone Gene Fusion. Her body couldn’t take medication.

Her swollen face could only recover naturally, a slow process that would take a long time.

For a girl, especially one long accustomed to beauty, being forced to walk around with a swollen, ugly pig face was torture worse than death.

Thinking of this, Ma Zhenhe’s face turned red with rage. He glared furiously at Lin Zichen on the arena and shouted, “Lin Zichen, look at what you’ve done!”

“It was a fair match.”

Lin Zichen replied calmly.

“Did you have to hit her face?!” Ma Zhenhe roared.

Lin Zichen frowned, finding the man unreasonable.

‘Too biased.’

Had he spoiled his daughter into losing all sense?

“Lin Zichen!”

Among the crowd, a male freshman of the Gifted Class tried to win Ma Zhenhe’s favor, pointing at Lin Zichen and shouting, “You hit a girl and on the face no less! Are you even a man?!”

Ignoring the stopwatch nearing one minute, Lin Zichen jumped down from the arena, walked up to the boy and without a word, punched him square in the face.

Another swollen pig head.

If he couldn’t strike the Dean of the Evolution Academy, at least he could strike a freshman.

After beating the boy, Lin Zichen lightly hopped back onto the arena, sweeping his gaze across the crowd.

“On the path of evolution, there is no male or female—only strong and weak.”

“Well said!”

From the second-floor corridor, Li Moyu looked down on him approvingly, “On the path of evolution, strength is all that matters!”

With that, he leapt down, landing with a heavy thud on the arena.

At that moment, all eyes turned to the Kyoto top scorer.

“Brother Yu, crush him!”

“Li Moyu, avenge Weiwei!”

“Brother Yu, you’re our last hope—don’t lose!”

The Gifted Class freshmen shouted louder than ever.

With Ma Xiwei defeated, Li Moyu was their last pillar. If he lost too, the Gifted Class would be disgraced.

Hearing the cheers, Li Moyu felt a thrill of satisfaction.

This was what he had waited for all along, biding his time in the corridor.

He had waited for the Gifted Class to despair, so he could make his grand entrance and seize the spotlight.

Standing with his hands clasped behind his back, he gazed at Lin Zichen and said with a smug smile, “Lin Zichen, I didn’t expect you were also skilled at pretending. You deliberately hid as a mere exam runner-up, only to shock everyone at the school trial by felling provincial top scorers with a single punch. I’ll admit, you’ve got some ability. But in the end, all of this will only serve as the foil for my glory. Because I too hid my strength.”

As his words fell, Li Moyu’s eyes hardened!

The next second, his muscles swelled, bursting his clothes apart to reveal a grotesquely powerful body.

His eyes glowed scarlet, filled with savage violence.

His aura erupted.

The biological pressure he exuded shattered the limits of Ordinary Fifth Tier, advancing into the terrifying Ordinary Sixth Tier.

‘A Gene Fuser? Li Moyu was also a Gene Fuser? And he had fused with the gene of the Demon-Eyed Giant Ape!’

When they saw his crimson eyes, the leaders on the second-floor corridor widened their eyes in shock.

The Demon-Eyed Giant Ape was a fearsome Aberrant Beast, capable of evolving to Rare-Tier upon reaching adulthood.

To fuse with such a beast’s gene, one’s body had to be of Advanced strength.

Otherwise, the backlash would be fatal.

Yet here was Li Moyu, still only at the Ordinary stage, successfully fusing with the Demon-Eyed Giant Ape’s gene. It was monstrous.

The brothers of the Li family in Kyoto were the true geniuses.

Compared to them, whether Ma Xiwei or Lin Zichen, both would pale in insignificance.