Who was he?
As someone was lost in thought, Fang Ming leaped forward, striking fast and taking advantage of openings, always finding success.
If he were at Qi Yuan ten stages or higher, with a grasp of the fundamental system of extraordinary knowledge and a clear understanding of the weaknesses of Qi Yuan realm cultivators, Fang Ming would have been harder to deal with, as sheer power could overcome skill.
But the individuals opposite him were at most at Qi Yuan eight stages, with the rest, over a dozen, hovering around Qi Yuan six or seven stages. Fang Ming had no reservations. If, with billions of years of experience, he couldn't even defeat a dozen peers, what was he even doing?
He knocked one opponent after another to the ground, facing their incredulous and disbelieving expressions time and again.
More and more people lay on the ground, lost in thought.
By the time most of them had been defeated, the two youths fighting Lin Feng and Huang Cheng heard the commotion. They turned their heads and saw a scene that stunned them!
The people they brought had all been beaten down?
Who was so powerful to achieve this?
"This... what is happening?"
Normally, when their opponents were stunned and bewildered, Huang Cheng and Lin Feng should have pressed their advantage and taken them down.
But upon seeing all dozen-plus people lying on the ground, it wasn't just their opponents who were stunned; Huang Cheng and Lin Feng were also taken aback, their minds reeling from the shock.
The dozen-plus people on the ground were injured, groaning in pain.
And Fang Ming, still in his academy uniform, was unharmed, standing in the center of the crowd, surrounded by fallen figures.
Fang Ming, alone, had rendered over a dozen opponents incapable of fighting without sustaining any injuries?
How was this possible?
Lin Feng's mind went blank for a moment, finding it almost impossible to comprehend what he was seeing.
The dozen-plus opponents were all at Qi Yuan six or seven stages, yet they couldn't even scratch Fang Ming, who was at Qi Yuan five stages?
What kind of combat skill did this require?
Lin Feng pondered the combat skills of everyone he had ever seen, realizing that neither students from the lower or middle classes, nor even those from the elite class, could achieve this.
At the same cultivation level, fighting two opponents was already difficult, and with each additional person, it became exponentially harder.
Perhaps someone in the elite class could fight a dozen opponents of the same level, but never without sustaining any injuries.
To effortlessly incapacitate over a dozen peers of the same level while remaining completely unharmed...
This was certainly beyond the capabilities of an elite class student!
Perhaps only the instructors possessed such combat skills?
Lin Feng took a deep breath, calming the shock Fang Ming had instilled in him, trying to regain his composure.
He had always assumed that Fang Ming, with his peerless looks, would be the type who needed protection. He never imagined his roommate's practical combat ability could be this formidable.
Just observing the scene, Lin Feng knew that even at Qi Yuan seven stages, he probably wouldn't last a single move against Fang Ming. With such strength, how could he possibly have the right to protect Fang Ming?
Who was Fang Ming before, to possess such high combat power and practical experience?
Lin Feng pondered this.
Huang Cheng pondered this.
Everyone else pondered this.
Fang Ming's gaze fell upon the two standing figures opposite him. "You were the one who brought them in, weren't you? Can we talk now?"
"This farce should end."
Fang Ming's words held a double meaning.
The youth who had brought the group in lowered his weapon upon hearing this.
"I... I surrender!"
Fang Ming chuckled, "Very good."
...
After that day.
A rumor spread through several of the lower-tier classes in the academy's first year.
Over a dozen people had stormed into a dormitory, only to be defeated by a single youth, who left them all incapacitated without sustaining any injuries.
This rumor, this fact, was already shocking enough, but in the mouths of gossiping students, the incident was exaggerated to the extreme.
Fang Ming became famous.
Famous for his combat skills.
In the discussions among students, Fang Ming's combat power soared. Some claimed that Fang Ming could fight an evenly matched battle with a Qi Yuan twelve-stage student from the middle class.
Others asserted he could defeat an elite class student at Qi Yuan fifteen stages.
Because too many people were discussing it, versions varied, his strength fluctuating, becoming more and more outlandish. Even the instructors began to pay some attention to Fang Ming.
In the early morning, during training at the practical combat training grounds.
Dozens of youths and maidens in Purple Cloud Academy student uniforms swung their wooden swords in unison.
Though the wooden swords had no offensive power, in the hands of cultivators channeling Qi Yuan, the swords became sharp as they were infused with Qi Yuan, emitting a piercing glint under the sunlight, enough to instill fear in ordinary civilians.
Fang Ming was among these dozens of students.
When the students stopped their daily training and sat in the shade to rest,
The instructor of the lower-tier classes walked towards Fang Ming and said in a calm tone, "Fang Ming, I heard that in your dormitory, you single-handedly defeated over a dozen peers?"
Fang Ming wiped the sweat from his brow from wielding his sword.
Looking up at the instructor, he did not conceal the truth. "That is indeed what happened. However, since they directly stormed into the dormitory, it is reasonable for me to have defeated them, isn't it?"
The instructor smiled and said, "Fang Ming, you don't need to worry, don't be afraid. The academy generally doesn't interfere much with these matters; they let students resolve them privately. Only when things escalate do they intervene."
"The unwritten rule has always been this way."
"Moreover, the fault lies with you in this matter, so why would I find fault with you?"
The Divine Realm was, after all, a world of the extraordinary.
As a world of the extraordinary, the academy's primary focus was combat. Compared to academies of the technological side, academies of the extraordinary side adopted a laissez-faire policy towards conflicts among students.
Whether it was Huang Cheng striking first, or the other party retaliating by storming the dormitory,
Under normal circumstances, Purple Cloud Academy would not intervene. They only would if things escalated, such as causing permanent injury or death.
However, the academy possessed extraordinary item monitoring systems throughout the campus, and normally, major incidents would be prevented in time, so no significant issues had occurred.
In the case of these minor conflicts, the academy did not interfere; in fact, they subtly encouraged them.
After all, if one couldn't even fight within the academy, if one feared combat, how tragically would they die when encountering enemies outside?
Combat experience had to be cultivated from a young age.
In situations where the cultivation and strength were not vastly different, combat experience determined the outcome of a battle.
Therefore, in addition to improving cultivation and strength, combat experience was also very important in the academy's curriculum.
Furthermore, at the Qi Yuan realm stage, a practical combat session was highly beneficial for increasing and strengthening Qi Yuan.