Volume One, Chapter 12: The Transcender's First Arena Battle

His thoughts still lingered on the recent battle—the near-mad pace and overwhelming pressure were not easily shaken off.

Pushing open the office door, he saw Principal Lu Caiyuan bent over the keyboard, his ten fingers flying as the document on the screen continued to be edited and refined.

Liu He stood at the doorway, watching this upright principal with great interest, silently marveling at his astonishing work efficiency.

“Teacher Liu,”

Without looking up, Lu Caiyuan smiled faintly, “Thank you for your hard work. It seems the breakout just now wasn’t easy.”

“Not bad, we managed to return safely,” Liu He scratched his head and approached the desk. “But Principal, your typing speed is truly impressive.”

“Oh, this input method is the result of years of accumulation—well, you could say it’s one of the unique ‘weapons’ in this martial world.”

Lu Caiyuan lifted his head and winked playfully, locking eyes briefly with Liu He.

At that moment, Liu He sensed a familiar threat lurking behind him.

He alertly scanned toward the window, catching a shadowy figure—Han Kun—peering from the darkness of the teaching building.

Han Kun’s expression was unreadable but exuded an oppressive fierceness.

“It seems our adversary can no longer contain himself,”

Liu He whispered.

“Yes,”

Lu Caiyuan replied calmly, handing over a document, “Han Kun has been vigilant all along, but this only made our preparations more thorough.”

Liu He took the file, his gaze firm.

He knew this was more than a contest against Han Kun—it was a pivotal moment for him to establish his footing in this martial world.

“Principal, I think we need to prepare countermeasures in advance. The enemy is not alone; they are lurking in the shadows, watching closely.”

“Exactly. Teacher Liu, you must make good use of your ‘Entry Refresh System.’ We will coordinate from our side to find more effective defenses.”

Lu Caiyuan stood and patted Liu He’s shoulder in encouragement.

Gazing at the dark, cloud-covered sky, Liu He felt a surge of heroic spirit. Sharing a knowing smile, the two understood that the battles on this land had only just begun—that this calm was merely the brief respite before the storm.

“Principal,”

Liu He turned to leave, his tone resolute, “We must not be complacent. We need to seize every opportunity to improve ourselves.”

“Rest assured, we will emerge victorious from this adventure,”

Lu Caiyuan said earnestly.

Outside, the shadows gradually dispersed as the sky brightened.

Liu He knew he had to adapt to this world as quickly as possible to face the challenges ahead.

The martial arena at Yun City Academy buzzed with excitement, students and teachers alike watching eagerly as a special examination commenced.

Lu Caiyuan stood at the center of the arena, microphone in hand. “Everyone, today’s special exam is not only to select outstanding teachers and top students but also to hone your real combat skills. I hope everyone gives their all!”

With those words, the contestants took their positions according to their numbers.

Liu He looked at the number 101 on his placard, feeling a growing seriousness within.

He summoned the “Entry Refresh System,” his proud asset, hoping to gain advantageous abilities for this battle.

On the stage, the first opponent was ready.

Liu He’s adversary was number 399—a burly young man with a stern face and a hint of disdain in his eyes.

As the referee announced the start, Liu He knew the true contest was about to begin.

Standing on the arena, Liu He adjusted his stance slightly, the system already activating in his mind.

This was his first time using the system’s power under so many watchful eyes; a flicker of nervousness stirred within him but was soon replaced by eager anticipation.

“Teacher Liu, go for it!”

A voice from the crowd shouted, instantly igniting Liu He’s fighting spirit.

He nodded politely to his opponent as a sign of respect.

Number 399 said nothing, only smiling faintly before swiftly closing the distance, his fist cutting through the air toward Liu He’s face.

In that instant, Liu He used his system’s ability to flash to 399’s side and delivered a powerful punch to his ribs.

Neither gave ground; both unleashed their full skills, and the fight quickly escalated.

Liu He’s Entry Refresh System granted another wave of enhancements, greatly boosting his speed and reflexes.

He deftly evaded 399’s heavy blows, searching for the perfect moment to counterattack.

Before long, Liu He had cornered 399 at the edge of the arena, prompting cheers from the onlookers.

“Not bad, Teacher Liu.”

399 grunted, evidently surprised that this seemingly ordinary teacher possessed such skill.

“Likewise,”

Liu He replied simply, maintaining his offensive rhythm.

He knew the system’s power was limited in duration and had to finish the fight before it expired.

Amid their fierce close-quarters combat, Liu He suddenly felt the ground beneath him tremble; the arena’s tiles were cracking subtly.

Sensing danger, he decided to change tactics.

Taking a step back, he focused and summoned the system’s power again, instantly bolstering his defense as a fleeting glow enveloped his entire body.

“Is that his ability?”

399’s mind raced, his combat instincts telling him this was no ordinary phenomenon.

The next second, Liu He charged like a tiger pouncing on prey, his speed so swift that evading seemed a luxury.

399 struggled to defend but was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Realizing his opponent’s momentum was overwhelming, Liu He relaxed slightly.

Seizing the opportunity, he unleashed a clean, decisive spinning kick to end the battle.

“Liu He wins!”

The referee’s voice echoed over the arena as the crowd erupted in cheers.

As Liu He stepped down from the stage, his blood still boiling, the system’s power faded and fatigue washed over him.

Yet, he felt immense satisfaction.

He knew this was only the beginning; the path to mastering his destiny was long, and this fight was but a small milestone.

Below the arena, Lu Caiyuan cast him a look of approval.

Liu He smiled, filled with anticipation and longing for the challenges ahead.

In a classroom at Yun City Academy, sunlight streamed through the windows, bright and warm.

Lu Caiyuan stood at the podium, smiling gently at the students below.

The recent arena battle still stirred ripples in their hearts; Liu He’s performance had undoubtedly left a deep impression.

Some students lowered their heads, nervously clasping their hands.

“Teacher Liu’s performance today was remarkable, but I want to tell you all—no one is born a strong warrior,”

Lu Caiyuan said with a warm yet firm gaze. “Liu He is a teacher who has crossed over from another world. Throughout his adjustment to this one, he has maintained discipline and rigorous training. He did not give up in the face of setbacks but steadfastly walked the path to success.”

In the back row, a slender boy lifted his head slightly—it was Han Kun.

Hearing the principal’s praise, he couldn’t help but speak up, “But Teacher Liu is different from us. He comes from a different place and has his own opportunities and background.”