The middle-aged man secretly went to investigate.
After a day passed.
When the instructor reappeared in the classroom and saw Fang Ming.
The instructor had automatically tagged Fang Ming as having a "Natural Battle Body" based on the results of the secret detection yesterday.
Natural Battle Body.
Born with infinite combat experience, an experience that ordinary transcendent beings could not acquire even after a lifetime of fighting.
...
With the instructor's focused attention, Fang Ming was regarded as a so-called Natural Battle Body, receiving both importance and resource allocation.
Fang Ming's true body, naturally formed upon ascending to the Divine Realm, had mediocre talent, neither good nor bad, placing him in the middle tier.
However, Fang Ming possessed high comprehension and extreme悟性 (wùxìng - comprehension/aptitude), avoiding detours in understanding cultivation techniques. Furthermore, in terms of cultivation, his perseverance was far greater than that of his peers.
In terms of cultivation, within half a year, he progressed at a rate several times faster than those in the lower-tier class.
In less than half a year, he had advanced from Qi Yuan Stage Five to Qi Yuan Stage Nine.
Not only did the instructor praise Fang Ming for quickly meeting the standards for promotion to the middle-tier class, but he also wouldn't have to remain in this class.
The numerous classmates in the lower-tier class also cast envious and jealous glances at Fang Ming.
Fang Ming was too dazzling.
Not only was his combat skill extremely high, but his cultivation speed also far surpassed that of many students in their lower-tier class.
How could this not make those students, who seemed to have little hope of leaving the lower-tier class, feel jealous and envious?
However, when the gap reached a certain level.
Although jealousy existed, envy multiplied several, even tens of times.
Fang Ming's appearance played a crucial role in this.
A boy who was skilled in combat, advanced rapidly in cultivation, was praised by the instructor, and possessed extremely high颜值 (yánzhí - attractiveness/looks), would naturally be welcomed by almost everyone in the class.
A heartthrob.
Fang Ming was that type of person.
...
A month later.
In the early morning.
An Ping came to the classroom alone to attend class.
Along the way, he walked alone, without interacting with anyone.
Upon arriving at the classroom and sitting for a while, after all his classmates had arrived.
An Ping did not see Fang Ming's figure, and felt a bit puzzled.
In his opinion, Fang Ming was exceptionally talented, possessing infinite combat experience, and also studied diligently and conscientiously, never missing a single class.
Many students in the lower-tier class had made excuses to skip several classes, but Fang Ming never had this bad habit. Even though his innate talent was excellent, he strived for the best in diligence and hard work.
Logically, it was already class time, and he should have arrived long ago.
Why was he not seen now?
Hadn't he just seen him leave the dormitory earlier?
An Ping felt something was amiss.
As a roommate, if he felt something was wrong, he could have directly asked Lin Feng and Huang Cheng.
However, ever since that incident, the three had become strangers and no longer associated with each other.
Normally, they didn't walk the same path from the dormitory to the classroom, nor did they travel together.
At this moment, An Ping naturally felt awkward asking them. Moreover, he knew that even if he asked, Lin Feng and Huang Cheng might not necessarily answer him.
"What exactly is going on?"
An Ping carried this doubt, and many students in the class also shared this doubt.
The instructor on the stage seemed to know the doubts in everyone's hearts.
He spoke with a complex expression: "Fang Ming reported to me yesterday that he has already cultivated to Qi Yuan Stage Ten."
"Qi Yuan Stage Ten. As long as he passes the academy's tests for strength, speed, and combat experience, he can go to the middle-tier class."
"With Fang Ming reaching Qi Yuan Stage Ten, he would naturally meet the standards in hard power indicators like strength and speed."
"As for his combat experience test... you all know that he would never fail in this regard."
"Therefore, today and in the future, Fang Ming will no longer attend classes in our class. He has been promoted to the middle-tier class."
As his words came out.
The instructor also felt a sense of relief.
Among the many underperforming students in the lower-tier class who constantly made excuses to skip class, finally, one person had left and been promoted to the middle-tier class.
It was not in vain that he had personally tutored Fang Ming and provided some cultivation resources, assisting Fang Ming in advancing from Qi Yuan Stage Five to Qi Yuan Stage Ten within half a year.
Having produced such a genius from his class, he could also hold his head high and use it as a topic of conversation with other instructors.
As soon as the instructor finished speaking, the students below began to discuss.
Promoted to the middle-tier class!
An Ping's heart trembled, and his face showed unconcealed shock.
He had cultivated to Qi Yuan Stage Ten so quickly?
In just a few months?
About seven months, nearly half a year.
In such a short period, he had advanced from Qi Yuan Stage Five to Qi Yuan Stage Ten?
How many cultivation resources had the instructor given him to achieve this?
An Ping felt jealousy, but quickly calmed down.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to acknowledge that Fang Ming possessed countless virtues: talent, diligence, and extremely strong combat skills.
It was reasonable for such a person to receive investment from the instructor.
It wasn't that he received cultivation resources through connections.
Even advancing from Qi Yuan Stage Five to Qi Yuan Stage Ten within half a year was the result he deserved, the result he had earned through his own efforts.
He truly had no right to be jealous.
Upon realizing this, An Ping deeply regretted his past actions.
If he hadn't made that mistake back then, why would he have to wait for the instructor to announce it to know that Fang Ming had gone to the middle-tier class?
If their relationship had been good, he would have gotten all the information directly from Fang Ming himself.
As roommates, it was only now that he learned of all this... Lin Feng and Huang Cheng probably already knew what was happening with Fang Ming, right?
But they didn't tell me...
Only I am learning this now...
An Ping was filled with regret.
As a noble descendant, he also knew that for someone like Fang Ming who had soared to prominence, forging a friendship with him would bring infinite benefits in the future.
An Ping had been enrolled for two and a half years, but had only advanced from Qi Yuan Stage Four to Qi Yuan Stage Six.
Yet Fang Ming had managed to advance from Qi Yuan Stage Five to Qi Yuan Stage Ten in half a year.
Purple Cloud Academy, as an academy, not only required students to study but also for most students, a goal upon entering the academy was to establish a network of relationships and make friends who could be helpful in the future.
However, An Ping, despite knowing this principle, had made his choice back then...
"Why did I have to open that door back then?"
An Ping deeply regretted it.
The dozen or so people who had rushed in after being subdued by Fang Ming had no further intention of retaliating.
And he was alienated from both sides, gaining no benefit from either.
He had considered himself wise for self-preservation, but had made the wrong choice.
In the end, he couldn't even manage relationships as well as the cold and aloof Huang Cheng.
...
After moving to the middle-tier class, Fang Ming's life at the academy was largely pleasant and peaceful, with the only change being a different badge on his academy uniform.