Under the light as bright as a blazing sun, the tiniest dust can be seen.

In the central round hall surrounded by a ring-shaped building, a girl lay frightened out of her wits on the rocky floor.

Her long hair scattered beside her, stained with blood and filth, and her exposed skin was covered with scratches made by sharp weapons.

Around her, scattered on the ground, were numerous pieces of metal of various shapes.

Su Li didn’t quite know what these things were, but that didn’t mean the four-person group trailing behind her were clueless.

Ouyang Lie said anxiously, "It’s a model of dart hidden weapon that came out a few years ago."

Though it’s an outdated model by a few years, on their planet, anyone who can get such powerful items must have skills and means that are not to be trifled with.

Moreover, these aren’t the most important factor; what’s crucial is that the users of this weapon must have at least Spiritual Power B-level.

With Spiritual Power B-level, who would be willing to stay in this godforsaken trash dump?

It’s obvious that the girl’s injuries were mostly caused by these tiny metal weapons.

And a small portion seemed like they were from a whip or something similar.

Ouyang Lie and his group reacted quickly, pulling Su Li along as they prepared to run.

They moved fast, but someone was even faster than them.

Right when they set foot in this building, points of fluorescence appeared on the ground outside, forming a white light screen from bottom to top, like a huge light door, completely blocking their escape route.

"It’s a defense shield, we can’t escape." Nangong Ming said anxiously with a troubled face.

"You newcomers really know quite a lot."

As soon as Su Li and her group rushed into this area, they were drawn to the injured girl lying on the ground, but only looked up and noticed the voice after it appeared, and saw a scattered crowd standing on the ring-shaped buildings above their heads.

Ouyang Lie’s eyes suddenly narrowed; he saw a tall, thin, sinister-looking boy playing with a square metal box in his hand.

He had seen it on the Star Network; it was the launching box for the dart hidden weapon.

It was him who spoke first.

And on the opposite side of the ring corridor, a girl sat on the railing dangling her feet, not afraid of falling, casually placing one hand on the railing, while holding a section of a snake whip in the other hand.

"Welcome, final five lambs."

The snake whip girl swung the whip forcefully, making cracking sounds in the air, "Since the newcomers are all here, I announce the initiation ceremony officially begins."

"Hey Ming Lan, who do you think you are to announce the start?" The tall, thin boy aimed the metal box towards the snake whip girl with displeasure, "You’re disregarding me."

Ming Lan’s response was a whip lash; the several-meter-long snake whip whipped towards the tall, thin boy but was shot down mid-air by his hidden weapon.

Instantly, a wave of boos erupted louder and louder.

"Jingang can you do it?"

"Look at your skinny frame, that’s not gonna cut it, sorry to your imposing name. Better call it limp softy."

...

Su Li blandly watched the two who were about to start fighting and the surrounding hecklers.

They must be the sophomores and seniors of this academy.

Indeed it’s the least popular academy, sparsely populated with a few people. But despite the low numbers, their malicious intentions are far from lacking.

"You all talk crap. I’m a B-level Spiritual Power, I won’t lose to a little girl." Jingang looked around arrogantly.

With his B-level Spiritual Power, he could easily enter other planetary academies, but he chose not to.

In other academies, with his abilities, he would only be crushed, unlike here, where he is the pinnacle, the highest in combat power.

"Ming Lan, as long as you agree to be my girlfriend, I’ll forget your earlier offense."

"Get lost, just right, my C+ Spiritual Power is not much worse, let’s have a match."

Just as Su Li was watching the imminent fight, she suddenly felt her skirt being pulled hard.

She looked down and met a pair of resentful eyes.

The girl who had been lying on the ground had somehow crawled over.

"You...."

"You’re so pretty."

The particularly loud voice echoed in the ring-shaped building like stereo sound.

After saying this, Yun Jieyu looked down hurriedly, softly muttering, "Sorry."

She didn’t do it on purpose; she was just scared.

Those things hurt so badly when they hit, she never suffered such pain before.

"This year’s freshmen are so good, not only is there a girl, but two girls."

"Before, I thought that one was already pretty enough, who knew there was an even prettier one."

With Yun Jieyu’s loud exclamation, Su Li, originally shielded by Shui Wuyu and Xuanyuan Yi, was completely exposed.

Everyone’s eyes lingered on her dazzling face, showing infatuated gazes.

Jingang changed his previous actions, displaying a sinister smile at Su Li, like being watched by a Poison Snake, eerie.

"I declare, from now on you’re my girlfriend. The initiation ceremony is also optional."

Yun Jieyu lowered her head even more, almost folding to her chest.

That sentence had been said to her not long before, identical, not even a word changed.

It’s just.... he couldn’t live up to her.

In the past, the young gentlemen around her were either nobility or lords, and even with their favor, she never cared for them. How could she agree to someone so ordinary?

She just didn’t expect the low-level people of this backward planet to be so barbaric, attacking her without a word.

And that girl is also a lunatic.

Su Li raised an eyebrow, carelessly pointing at Yun Jieyu who shrank half of her body into their shadow, asking, "Did you say the same to her?"

"Bitch, all bitches." Ming Lan pursed her lips unhappily, her high cheekbones making her look rather harsh.

The whip whistled through the wind, lashing straight at Su Li.

Frightened, Yun Jieyu let out a small exclamation, trembling all over.

She hadn’t forgotten how painful it was when the whip hit. This woman’s cruelty rivaled her sister’s.

Yun Jieyu hurt all over, and guiltily glanced at Su Li, quickly widening the distance between them.

"Boss." Ouyang Lie’s fragile spiritual thread tried to materialize into a spiritual net to block the strike for Su Li.

But it was really too much for him.

As Su Li slowly pulled out a carving knife, Ming Lan’s snake whip was already about to touch her tender face.

This girl was so vicious, she aimed right at scarring her face.