Lin Han withdrew his hand in horror as he looked at the students, all of whom sensibly lowered their heads, signifying that they hadn’t noticed anything.

An awkward silence fell over the group of students. Even Su Feng frowned as he massaged his temples, not knowing what he could say to give his stupid teammate a way out of the conundrum.

“If not for the fact that you’re strong as an ox, I would have kicked you back to where you’d come from a long time ago!” Su Feng gritted his teeth as he muttered under his breath.

Just then, the academy bell rang, signifying that the period for self-study had officially begun, and it incidentally dispelled the awkward situation. Su Feng stood up with a light cough, nodded at Qin Ye, and then called out, “Form up!”

With a simple order, the Faculty of Combat students who were eagerly anticipating the first self-study class immediately arranged themselves in neat formations. Su Feng sorted through their ranks and arranged their positions. Soon, a square formation appeared in the middle of the gym.

Chk, chk, chk, chk! The flood lights came on with four soft clicks, and everything became bright.

The night breeze swept past silently, carrying with it soft traces of the directions given by the other instructors around. 

The entire setting and ambience was like a whip, spurring the instructors on and igniting the competitiveness within their hearts. Su Feng made his way forward to the front of the formation, glanced around and then began in a deep voice,...