Chapter 117: A Violent Lesson
After hearing the upperclassmen’s thinly veiled threats their warnings that were not really hidden at all a nervous murmur a quiet worried sound rippled through the assembled first-year students.
They exchanged uncertain glances with one another. A mixture of fear and deep confusion was clear on all their young faces.
Then from the crowd of new arrivals a single boy stepped forward. He walked out from the group to stand alone.
He had vibrant green hair and matching green eyes. It was a striking combination that immediately drew everyone’s attention.
His attire his clothes were far plainer than the lavish fancy clothing worn by most of the other newly admitted students.
This suggested he was not from a particularly wealthy or prominent noble family.
However his physique his body was very well-built.
The toned corded muscles of his arms and shoulders hinted at a life dedicated to rigorous martial arts training. He was a fighter.
He clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles turned white. And his voice rang out across the dormitory courtyard. It was clear and defiant full of challenge.
"I don’t care about your rules or your little groups," he declared loudly. His gaze swept over the four upperclassmen representatives the red yellow blue and black banded students with open contempt with clear disrespect.
"I entered this United Academy on my own strength my own hard work. And I will graduate from this place the same way. I don’t need your help or your protection. I will become the greatest warrior in this world—stronger even than the Emperor himself!"