He dodged desperately, endlessly, refusing to let the examiner land even a single hit.
His logic was simple:
He didn’t need to win.
He just couldn’t lose.
But fate put him against the worst possible opponent—
a pampered, prideful academy princess who had never tasted humiliation in her life.
The rules were clear:
The examiner had to suppress her strength to Chrysalis‑tier and could only use three Mortal‑tier skills and one Chrysalis‑tier skill.
If the student defeated the suppressed examiner, they passed.
No ti limit.
Moni could accept being defeated while suppressed.
What she couldn’t accept…
was chasing a slum‑born student for half an hour
and failing to touch even the corner of his clothes.
It made her feel like a clown—
a monkey being toyed with.
So she snapped.
She stopped suppressing her strength.
She used her full Break‑Cocoon power to try to end the exam quickly.
But even then—
even at full strength—
she still couldn’t touch FangBro.
That humiliation broke her.
In a rage, she declared FangBro “unqualified,”
failing him on the spot.
“All the other examiners were afraid of offending her,” FangBro said.
“No one spoke up for .
“I didn’t break any rules.
“I didn’t lose.
“She was the one who violated the exam restrictions.
“But I ran to every departnt I could, begged every teacher I knew…
“Nothing changed.”
He appealed to higher authorities.
The result?
A punishnt.
“Exam attitude improper.
Negligent performance.
Disrespect toward examiner.”
His student status was preserved—
but he was banned from retaking the exam for three years.
Evan listened in silence.
He couldn’t fully imagine FangBro’s pain—
but he understood enough.
For a slum‑born student,
this was the sky collapsing.
“What happened after?” Evan asked quietly.
He knew the story couldn’t end there.
Not with the hatred FangBro carried.
FangBro pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes.
He offered one to Evan.
Evan declined.
FangBro lit one for himself.
It was the first ti Evan had seen him smoke.
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“My parents eventually found out I couldn’t graduate…
“We were the first in generations to have a college student.
“And not just any college—Rovan Academy.
“When I got the acceptance letter, my parents invited every relative, every neighbor.
“They were so proud.
“When they learned I couldn’t graduate…
“I can’t forget their faces.”
His voice trembled.
“My dad spent all his savings trying to pull strings.
“But he was a lifelong junk collector from the slums.
“What connections could he possibly have?
“He spent everything and didn’t even get past anyone’s front door.
“My mom…
“She fell sick from the stress.
“She died within a year.”
A giant rolling over can crush countless ants—
and never notice.
A powerful person’s mont of anger
had destroyed FangBro’s fragile family.
“I hated myself,” FangBro whispered.
“Hated that I didn’t kneel to Moni.
“Hated that I didn’t beg.
“Hated that I reported her.
“Hated that I didn’t swallow my pride and retake the exam the next year.
“But it was too late.
“My mom was gone.”
His eyes hardened.
“So I wanted revenge.”
He began stalking Moni.
Photographing her with multiple n.
Photographing her sleeping with married n.
Photographing her at group parties.
He leaked everything online.
It caused a massive scandal.
Even today, so people still have those photos saved.
Moni’s reputation was destroyed.
She resigned from Rovan Academy and fled abroad for two years.
Her family suspected FangBro—
but had no proof.
“Not long after…
“My dad died in a ‘car accident.’
“I never believed it was an accident.
“I survived several assassination attempts too.
“But you know —
“I’m hard to kill.”
He exhaled smoke.
“With no family left, I stopped caring.
“For two years, I fought them openly.
“Exposed every scandal I could find.
“Sotis I even livestread it.
“I loved seeing them furious but helpless.”
Evan blinked.
“That clean‑looking Monsan…
He was in that lizard livestream?”
“Yeah.
He hid well.
Never showed his face.”
FangBro laughed bitterly.
“But after two years, I realized sothing.
“No matter how many scandals I exposed,
I couldn’t topple their family.
“This world is ruled by strength.
Their family has soone on the verge of a fourth evolution—
a future Saint‑tier.
“That’s their foundation.”
“So I stopped.
Focused on making money.
If I want revenge…
I need to beco a Saint‑tier myself.”
Evan placed a hand on his shoulder.
“Interested in coming to Dongli with ?”
“Dongli?” FangBro frowned.
“You have connections there?”
“Not yet.
But those two won in the lab?
If I get them out, I will.”
FangBro hesitated.
“I’ll… think about it.”
“Think what?
With your abilities, you’re wasting your life as a small strear.”
Evan leaned in.
“You’ve made enemies in Rovan.
You can’t rise here.
You can’t even get a diploma.
How will you beco a Saint‑tier?When FangBro took his graduation combat exam years ago, he knew he had no offensive abilities.
He also knew that if he lost, he wouldn’t graduate.
So he did the only thing he could—
he dodged.
“Fourth‑tier extracts?
You can’t buy them.
You have to kill for them.
“Co to Dongli.
Dongli University is also a top academy.
I’ll make sure they give you a degree.
Bachelor’s?
No.
At least a Master’s.
“As for Tier‑4 extracts—
we’ll hunt them together.
“When I reach Butterfly‑tier,
the two of us can take down Tier‑4 beasts easily.
“And when you beco a Saint‑tier…
you can co back and slap Rovan Academy in the face.
Slap the whole country in the face.
“Show them they threw away a genius.”
Evan’s voice dropped, cold and sharp:
“Don’t underestimate a man who’s been broke and beaten—
he’s the one who’ll burn the world down when he rises.”
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