Fantasy: Godly Signing in System

Chapter 11



C11 – Junior Student

“Hello, your body’s attributes are in line with the Junior Martial Apprentice standard. Please register with me.”

The female staff member came back to her senses and said to Yun Ling.

Yun Ling nodded.

He followed the female staff member and walked towards a certain place.

However, before he could take a few steps, a slightly surprised voice sounded in his ears.

“Yun Ling, it’s really you. I thought I was seeing things.”

Yun Ling was a bit confused. He looked over and saw a girl who was around his age.

The girl was quite good-looking. Although she was still a bit young, she could tell that she was a beauty.

Beside the girl was a fat, bald middle-aged man who looked to be around thirty-six or thirty-seven years old. There was a scar on his face, and he looked like a bully.

“Wang Jing?”

Yun Ling hesitated for a few seconds before he recognized the girl.

“I didn’t expect you to still remember me.”

A smile flashed across the girl’s face, but it was concealed by a hint of disdain.

“Xiao Jing, is she the one you often talk about, Yun Ling? The one who confessed to you in primary school and didn’t even care about you?”

The bald man laughed coldly.

“That’s right. She is very arrogant. She doesn’t even put me in her eyes. Luckily, Brother Leopard’s eyes are pretty good.”

Wang Jing started to act weird.

In primary school, Yun Ling had been very hardworking. He walked with two legs. If he had a Cultivation Talent, he would work hard to become a powerful martial artist. If not, he would become a rich man in Blue Star. Only then would he be able to take revenge.

Wang Jing had indeed confessed to him before, so he naturally would not agree to it.

The other people in the examination room all laughed.

They thought that Wang Jing had found a boyfriend in his thirties, and he was so proud of it. He was truly shameless.

However, they did not say anything. They just watched the scene in front of them with the mentality of watching a play.

“Yun Ling, Brother Leopard is an Intermediate Martial Apprentice. Oh right, why are you here?” Wang Jing looked at Yun Ling with interest. “Could it be that you are also a martial artist?”

“That’s right. The physical attributes of this gentleman’s body are in accordance with the attributes of Junior Martial Apprentice.”

The female staff said.

Wang Jing was shocked. She looked at Yun Ling in shock. She did not expect that Yun Ling was really a martial artist.

“So, so what? He is just a Junior Martial Apprentice. Brother Leopard is an Intermediate Martial Apprendice.”

Wang Jing tried to explain.

“If there is nothing else, I will leave first.”

Yun Ling and Wang Jing did not have any relationship. He did not want to get entangled with her.

He and the female staff prepared to leave.

“Brother Leopard, he, he, what right does he have to be so arrogant?”

Listening to Yun Ling’s words, Wei Hu crazily flirted with her.

Wei Hu laughed coldly, “Yun Ling, Little Jing is now my girlfriend. She confessed to you before, but you ignored her. Shouldn’t you apologize to her?”

Wei Hu did not put Yun Ling in his eyes at all. Although there was not much of a difference between a Martial Apprentice and a Martial Warrior, there was still a difference.

Listening to Wei Hu’s words, Yun Ling also understood. Wang Jing and Wei Hu wanted him to feel embarrassed, and Wang Jing also wanted him to know how wrong he was to not agree to her request back then.

However, it was impossible for him to apologize.

He did not dare to say that he was a Senior Martial Apprentice, but what right did an Intermediate Martial Apprentice have to act so arrogantly in front of him?

The speed of an Intermediate Martial Apprentice was indeed stronger than his, but so what? He only needed to use the Rushing Thunder Fist to easily defeat Wei Hu.

“Tell me, what would you do if I don’t apologize?”

Yun Ling knew that they were here to cause trouble, so he didn’t need to be polite.


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