Public Defamation

Cai Wensheng's words quickly gained the approval of the other students, who nodded in agreement. The exam requirements must have been lowered, or it would be impossible for someone to pass ten exams in such a short time.

The four written courses were loaded with content that required extensive memorization, and the six practical courses required constant practice to meet the necessary standards for passing.

"Only 70 points? No way."

However, when Kent heard this, he almost felt like he was going to spit blood. Why was his passing score set at 80? That seemed unfair.

So, he was the one who had been given a tougher graduation requirement? Why?

Thinking this, Kent's expression darkened slightly.

"Kent, don't misunderstand me. I speak bluntly. You're so clever, surely you passed according to the regular passing standards," Cai Wensheng, noticing the change in Kent's expression, quickly added. He feared he had upset Kent, as lowering the passing requirements wasn't something that would sound too good. If others heard it, they might gossip, thinking Kent's graduation exams lacked difficulty and were too easy, without much professional content.

So, Cai Wensheng immediately corrected himself, urging Kent not to take it to heart.

Kent's face revealed a hint of confusion. He didn't quite understand what Cai Wensheng meant with that statement.

"Why are you passing with just 70 points?" Kent couldn't contain his frustration. "Professor Ji told me that every exam needs to score over 80 to graduate early."

"80 points?"

Now, Cai Wensheng and the other students nearby were shocked. Not only had the exam requirements not been lowered, but the difficulty had actually been increased? And Kent had achieved it?

It was hard to imagine.

Though the difference was only ten points, the difficulty was exponentially greater. Even some top seniors in their fourth year wouldn't dare to guarantee they could get 80 points.

"Kent, is it true? Your passing score is 80 points?" Cai Wensheng asked, swallowing nervously.

"Yes," Kent said calmly, managing his emotions well despite the initial frustration.

Cai Wensheng felt a wave of inferiority.

It wasn't just him. Other students from the patrol program nearby also began to have similar thoughts and whispered among themselves.

"What? Kent is graduating, and his passing score is 80 points?"

Aside from the first-year students in Class A, when the news spread to the second, third, and fourth-year students, it felt like a thunderclap had gone off in front of them. Their hearts pounded wildly, followed by a defensive reaction—no way, this had to be a rumor.

"Graduating after only one year? This is just a stunt for attention. That kind of thing has never happened before. Besides, the graduation difficulty is high, and there are ten exams to pass. Kent couldn't possibly have passed them."

These upperclassmen immediately voiced their doubts, turning it into a joke.

Ye Qiugao also heard the news and, for a moment, his expression became unpredictable, filled with strong skepticism.

"Kent is graduating? Ha, ridiculous. This is all a lie to fool you fools. This is impossible when you think about it."

When others saw him speak out, their courage grew, and they followed his lead.

"Does he just say whatever comes to mind? Think about it—how could the passing score be 80? If it was, wouldn't that mean that many fourth-year students would fail to graduate?"

The doubts grew louder, and the noise was about to turn into a commotion. Before anyone could report the noise back, Kent's ears twitched. His hearing was so sharp that he quickly understood what was going on.

However, facts speak louder than words. In a few days, when he graduated, everyone would have to shut their mouths.

The challenge match on the stage was becoming boring again, so Kent simply closed his eyes and waited for the windstorm tournament to end.

The tournament lasted for three days, with a challenge match every day. This meant that everyone had one chance to challenge someone each day.

Kent had already defeated Huang Jintian and taken his first-place position, so there was no one left to challenge.

But that didn't mean he could leave, as others still had the right to challenge him, and he was obligated to accept.

"However, looking around the whole arena, I don't think anyone can defeat me," Kent thought as he began to immerse himself in practicing the Storm Battle Technique.

This martial skill was of a high level, and the difficulty of comprehending it was no small feat. But once he understood it and could execute it correctly, Kent would be able to accelerate his training using a memory gem.

Memory gems were designed for training close-combat techniques, but the Storm Battle Technique contained many wind-based mysteries, which required mental enlightenment. The memory gem was useless in such situations.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Kent, would you dare accept my challenge?"

Kent raised an eyebrow and looked in the direction of the voice. It was a familiar face—Ye Qiugao, a fellow student from his academy.

"Ye Qiugao, are you sure?" Kent asked, not even rising from his seat, his tone casual.

"What's with that attitude? Just because you've become number one doesn't mean you can look down on others. Huang Jintian, that idiot, lost to you because he was careless and overconfident," Ye Qiugao sneered with provocation in his voice. "Let me, Ye Qiugao, see just how strong you really are. Don't let the world be fooled by your holier-than-thou image."

"'Holier-than-thou'? Is that what people think of me?" Kent thought, feeling a bit taken aback. This perception of him was completely different from what he thought of himself.

"Alright, I accept your challenge."

Kent appeared calm on the outside, but deep down, he was quite vengeful. His pride couldn't be violated. If anyone crossed that line, there would be consequences.

The two walked toward the stage. Since they were in the same area, they walked down a corridor, one behind the other.

"Kent, I've seen many like you—arrogant, attention-seeking, shameless, and inconsiderate. You're nothing but trash. Others may not know your true nature, but I, Ye Qiugao, will expose it for everyone to see. Get ready to accept your embarrassing defeat," Ye Qiugao spat, full of disdain for Kent.

Kent, a person with a temper, couldn't tolerate being slandered in such a way. He had been trying to maintain his composure, but his anger surged.

"Ye, explain yourself clearly," Kent said coldly.

"Oh? You can't even own up to your actions?" Ye Qiugao sneered, "Since your skin is so thick, I'll accompany you to the end. Let me publicly expose your lies."