Outside of the house owner's place in Eleven City, Wang Hao and Qian Wanyang were surrounded by infuriated students.
"Apologize right now, or we will attack you together. Your mecha won't help you!"
"Let me tell you, I'm a level-seven Martial Master from a level-three planet. Do you know what will happen to you if you piss me off?"
"A good student from a level-three planet? Are you serious, bro?"
"Haven't the good students from level-three planets all been admitted by the main school? Why are you here?"
"Cough, cough. The rules of the test were changed this time, so I didn't get enough points."
"Then why do you call yourself a good student?"
"Don't worry about such minor details. Let's focus on this guy first!"
"That's right! I'm going to cripple him if he doesn't kneel and beg for mercy today."
"…"
Qian Wanyang sweated profusely. Had they done too great a job in distracting those people?
