He attended a few classes, and Nie Yan found them relatively simple. Theories he couldn't understand in his previous life were now easily grasped. Perhaps it was a change in his state of mind, or perhaps he had matured, leading to improved comprehension.

Xu Yan pointed to the middle position in the second group and said, "See that guy? His name is Shan Yan. He just started attending classes these past few days. He's your strongest competitor, second in the class."

Nie Yan looked in the direction Xu Yan pointed. The guy named Shan Yan had the air of a pretty boy, fair-skinned and wearing a casual t-shirt, somewhat resembling a celebrity on TV. However, his muscles subtly hinted at explosive power.

Nie Yan smiled. He didn't take people like Shan Yan seriously. His enemies were Cao Xu, Angel Corps, and Qin Han, not these students from the First Military Academy. Xu Yan probably didn't understand this. After all, they weren't on the same level.

Besides people like Shan Yan, there were still a few strong individuals in the Command Department.

The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Nie Yan was about to stand up when a figure stood in front of him, almost causing him to collide with them.

Nie Yan looked up. The person standing in front of him was their beautiful class monitor, Zhao Shiyu.

Nie Yan sized up Zhao Shiyu. She was wearing a pink tank top, exposing her delicate shoulders, and a pair of shorts that reached the top of her thighs. A pair of black stockings accentuated her slender legs. Her eyes were charming, and she had a certain appeal, making her a beauty in her own right. Comparison was key. Zhao Shiyu had a lively and attractive feel standing there, but if she were placed next to Xie Yao, she would immediately pale in comparison. Furthermore, Nie Yan didn't particularly like the alluring air Zhao Shiyu exuded, which felt somewhat frivolous.

"Class Monitor, is there something you need?" Nie Yan asked in a calm tone.

"Nie Yan, our class is planning a gathering in *Faith* tonight. Are you interested in coming?" Zhao Shiyu's voice was soft and melodious, making Xu Yan and a few others around her feel weak in the knees.

"Sorry, I have something on tonight and can't make it. You guys have fun. My level is very low anyway," Nie Yan said, declining politely, as it was necessary to maintain harmony within the class.

Zhao Shiyu frowned slightly. This was the first gathering she had organized, and everyone else in the class had readily agreed, except for Nie Yan, who had refused so bluntly, causing her to lose face. Nie Yan had the highest total score upon entering the school, and if he didn't go, the gathering would be significantly less impressive.

She believed she possessed a certain charm, which was why the male students had elected her as class monitor. However, Nie Yan didn't even bother to glance at her, which annoyed her somewhat.

"Everyone else in our class is going. You're the only one not coming. Aren't you being a bit too unconventional?" Zhao Shiyu said with some irritation.

"Class Monitor, I can vouch for him, he really has something to do. Nie Yan will definitely attend the next gathering," Xu Yan quickly interjected, trying to smooth things over as he sensed the situation was turning sour.

Hearing Xu Yan's words, Zhao Shiyu coldly snorted, "If he doesn't want to participate, so be it. We don't need him anyway."

Nie Yan coldly glanced at Zhao Shiyu, a self-righteous woman who thought that being a class monitor gave her the right to boss people around. He had originally considered going to take a look, but now it seemed unnecessary. He doubted anything of significance would come out of such a gathering.

Nie Yan didn't bother to pay attention to the woman.

"Nie Yan, there's a beauty looking for you outside," a classmate shouted from the direction of the door.

Everyone's attention turned to the doorway, and all gazes were frozen in place. The person who had come was Jiang Yingyu. In terms of figure, Jiang Yingyu could definitely amaze the people in the Command Department. As for appearance, she was much prettier than Zhao Shiyu.

Many of the male students in the class swallowed hard as their gazes fell on Jiang Yingyu's curvaceous figure.

"It's Jiang Yingyu!"

"Why is she here? And she's specifically looking for Nie Yan. What's the relationship between her and Nie Yan?"

"I don't know. Could it be, an affair?"

Jiang Yingyu had become famous soon after entering the school and was regarded as a goddess by many male students. Many coveted Jiang Yingyu's perfect figure, and few men could look at her alluring body without having lewd thoughts. Yet now, this goddess had actually come to find Nie Yan specifically.

The male students in the class looked at Nie Yan with jealousy.

Nie Yan stood up. Zhao Shiyu was stunned and stepped aside. Seeing Jiang Yingyu standing at the door, she immediately felt inferior. This feeling of inferiority made her feel somewhat ashamed and angry.

Jiang Yingyu looked hesitant and uneasy as she stood at the door. Her heart was pounding, and she almost wanted to run away, thinking about the awkwardness of meeting Nie Yan.

Nie Yan walked towards the door and asked Jiang Yingyu calmly, "Is there something you need?"

"It's like this, there's a performance the day after tomorrow. Would you like to come and see it? Here are a few tickets. You can invite your friends," Jiang Yingyu said, summoning all her courage.

"I'll see how it goes then. I probably won't have time. If you don't mind, just give these tickets to me. Many people in the class would probably be interested," Nie Yan said after thinking for a moment. He still didn't have much affection for Jiang Yingyu. If they could just be ordinary friends, he wouldn't mind too much. After all, they both came from Hua Da High School, and they could support each other at the First Military Academy.

"Okay, thank you," Jiang Yingyu nodded heavily, revealing a happy smile, seeing that Nie Yan didn't coldly reject her.

Nie Yan was stunned for a moment. Who was thanking whom? He took the five tickets from Jiang Yingyu's hand. She had prepared quite a few.

After giving him the tickets, Jiang Yingyu left.

As soon as Nie Yan entered the classroom, he noticed that all the male students in the class were looking at him, their eyes filled with undisguised jealousy.

Nie Yan smiled wryly inwardly. These guys probably misunderstood, but even if he had ten mouths, he couldn't explain it clearly in this situation. Oh well, the innocent will remain innocent, and the guilty will remain guilty.

Zhao Shiyu returned to her seat somewhat awkwardly. She felt that as soon as Jiang Yingyu appeared, her radiance was completely overshadowed. Moreover, Nie Yan's rejection made her feel like she had lost all face. She completely resented Nie Yan after this incident.

"Nie Yan, what did that beauty Jiang want from you just now?" Xu Yan asked with a gossipy look, hooking his arm around Nie Yan's neck.

"We were high school classmates. She gave me a few tickets to a performance. If you guys want them, take them," Nie Yan said, handing the tickets to Xu Yan and the others.

"Damn, that's awesome. I couldn't even get these tickets after asking around. Nie Yan is amazing, getting five tickets at once," Fei Zhe said excitedly, seeing the tickets in Nie Yan's hand.

"One for each person, don't fight," Xu Yan shouted loudly. The people around him immediately scrambled for the tickets. Fortunately, he was quick and kept one for himself.

Even Xia Tianyu, that introverted guy, was blushing as he snatched for a ticket.

They were all very excited after getting their tickets.

Nie Yan broke out in a sweat at the sight of this. He had no interest in such performances.

"Nie Yan, if you ever get any more tickets to performances, remember your brother here," Fei Zhe chuckled, patting Nie Yan on the back.

"Me too," Xu Yan immediately added.

"Speaking of which, you and that beauty Jiang must be more than just classmates, right? Don't think we didn't see it. The look of excitement on her face when she gave you the tickets was enough to make our bones go soft," Fei Zhe said from the side.

"Definitely not simple," Xu Yan nodded in agreement.

The topic of discussion suddenly shifted entirely to Jiang Yingyu. Zhao Shiyu, sitting at her seat, felt an urge to smash the table when she heard her neighbors discussing Jiang Yingyu.

With twenty minutes left before class, Nie Yan prepared to go to the gym to work out. As soon as he left his seat, someone suddenly called out to him from behind.

Nie Yan turned around, and a person walked up to him.

"Hello, my name is Zheng Xu," the person said, extending his right hand.

Nie Yan glanced at the person named Zheng Xu. Zheng Xu was about the same height as him and looked strong and powerful. His appearance was only average, but still decent. Nie Yan keenly sensed a hint of hostility in Zheng Xu's eyes. This guy wasn't coming with good intentions.

For some reason, his senses were much sharper than before, and he could feel the subtle changes in the other person's expression.

He remembered that Zheng Xu was ranked third in the class, making him a very strong contender. His physical fitness scores were not much worse than Nie Yan's. The force of his legs and fists fluctuated by about a hundred or two hundred kilograms, which could be compensated for with fighting skills. However, the current Nie Yan was far stronger than he was when he took the entrance exam for the First Military Academy. Zheng Xu was far behind him in comparison.

"It's like this, I've reached a bottleneck in my fighting skills recently and wanted to find someone to give me some pointers. So I thought of you. Would you mind sparring a bit? We can improve together," Zheng Xu said. He spoke politely, but a faint, almost imperceptible sneer flashed across his lips.

Nie Yan sensed that this guy was clearly hiding a knife behind his smile. Zheng Xu was being so polite in saying that he wanted him to give pointers, so if he used heavy force, he would be criticized. But if Zheng Xu gained the upper hand, he was sure that this treacherous guy would beat him to death.

Nie Yan glanced at Zhao Shiyu in the distance. Zhao Shiyu was pretending to know nothing and was looking at a book.

Nie Yan snorted coldly. These little tricks couldn't escape his eyes.

"Sure, let's meet in the gym," Nie Yan nodded.

A hint of ecstasy flashed across Zheng Xu's eyebrows, but he didn't show it, saying, "Good, let's meet in the gym."

Zheng Xu headed towards the gym.

Xu Yan walked up and said with concern, "Nie Yan, don't fight that guy. He's very treacherous, be careful he screws you over."

"Yeah, that Zheng Xu isn't a good person," Fei Zhe also said from the side.

"Nie Yan, I believe in you, teach him a lesson!" Xia Tianyu, who usually didn't speak much, clenched his fist and said.

Seeing their three anxious expressions, Nie Yan felt slightly moved. He could sense that they were sincere.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems," Nie Yan said with a confident smile. It had been a while since he had sparred with someone. He hoped Zheng Xu could last a little longer.

No one knew who had started it, but everyone in the class knew about Zheng Xu's challenge to Nie Yan. How could they miss this good show? They all swarmed towards the gym. This was the first time since the start of the semester, and they all wanted to see who was more powerful between Zheng Xu and Nie Yan, and whether Nie Yan's top overall score was just a false reputation.