"A duel?" Gan Jing raised an eyebrow, feeling the expectant gazes from all directions. He glanced at Headmaster Fick, who hadn't left the vicinity, then lightly clenched his fist and fell into thought.

"Could it be, I slipped up? Did the Headmaster discover something?" Gan Jing stared suspiciously at Headmaster Fick, his mind rapidly flashing through various speculations: although this person was just the headmaster of a basic Warrior Academy, he was still a headmaster. The Kun Fighting Skill of the Gan family was known even to the Demon Race. Fighting against these two, if he carelessly used his Kun Fighting Skill out of habit, his identity would be exposed.

Safety first! Gan Jing quickly made a decision. He looked up at the two challengers and stretched his shoulders. The challengers immediately looked cautious and solemn, instinctively adopting a fighting stance.

Gan Jing looked at their postures, smiled, and shook his head. Was such caution necessary? Under the confused gazes of the crowd, he walked to the two of them and whispered, "If you want to fight me, fine. Meet me in the small woods behind our school after class this afternoon. Keep it quiet; I won't fight if too many people show up."

Zelda and Fabukaras looked at Gan Jing, utterly bewildered. What did this mean? Why did they have to fight in the small woods? Wasn't it all the same where the victory or defeat was determined?

The surrounding teachers and students watched Gan Jing's retreating figure with even greater curiosity, utterly perplexed by what the current eighth-ranked first-year warrior student had said that made the two challengers cease their confrontation.

"Gan Jing, Gan Jing..." Luolin swung his chubby arms, parting the crowd, and trotted over to Gan Jing. Under everyone's gaze, he walked alongside him and asked in a low voice, "What did you tell them?"

"I told them..." Gan Jing suddenly clamped his mouth shut, his eyes darting around Luolin suspiciously. "I just remembered, you come from a merchant family, so it's better not to tell you. Lest you sell me out..."

"Classmate..." Luolin, in full view of everyone, draped his plump arm over Gan Jing's shoulder, wearing an expression of deep distress. "You doubting my feelings for you like this truly hurts me."

Gan Jing also draped his arm over Luolin's shoulder, adopting an expression of immense reluctance. "Classmate, I still recall the multiple times you sold my whereabouts to Christine for the price of three copper coins, which led to her chasing me down demanding a duel."

"Classmate, those are all things of the past," Luolin's chubby face showed not a hint of shame; instead, it seemed to radiate a sacred light. He spoke with eyes like stars, "Our friendship, accumulated over time, has reached the eternity of a galaxy."

Gan Jing looked at Luolin’s almost pious expression and couldn't help but laugh inwardly. Others might not understand Luolin, but Gan Jing knew him all too well. The more magnanimous and composed his demeanor, the more it signaled he was hatching some scheme. However, an ordinary person seeing his outward expression would feel guilty.

Gan Jing had been tricked by Luolin several times before; seeing this expression now, he instantly knew the fat man's merchant nature had erupted again.

"Classmate, your eyes are full of distrust. This hurts me deeply..." Luolin shook his slightly oversized head. "I think the only way to make you feel my sincerity is to immediately introduce you to my little sister."

"I already feel your sincerity. As for your sister, let's just forget about it," Gan Jing glanced back at the dispersing crowd and whispered close to Luolin's ear, "I'll give you a chance to make money, but the news can't spread too widely. Just let the top-ranked students know. Tell them I will be fighting those two challengers in the small woods after class this afternoon."

Luolin's eyes lit up in an instant. His large ears twitched repeatedly, as if hearing the sound of copper coins clinking. The keen nose of a merchant immediately detected a money-making opportunity.

After Headmaster Fick's lecture that morning, coupled with challenges from both the sixth and seventh ranked students in the first-year warrior division, and Gan Jing's actions toward the school beauty during morning exercises, whose eyes weren't on Gan Jing now? Even the senior students were watching him. They all wanted to see what was so different about this warrior student who received special attention from Headmaster Fick.

"Remember now," Gan Jing said, clamping Luolin's neck as Luolin usually gripped his, whispering a warning. "Classmate, if too many people show up, I might not even go. You can wait to lose money and get beaten to death."

"No problem, no problem," Luolin patted Gan Jing's back with his chubby hand. "You have to trust my business acumen! If I can't handle this small matter, how can I become the wealthiest merchant on the continent in the future? We split the profits from this time fifty-fifty!"

"Forget it, it's all yours. As long as you never bring up me marrying your sister again."

"Classmate, I have principles! Making money is one thing, family relations are another. I won't ruin the great romance between you and my sister for a few copper coins."

Luolin's determined expression conveyed immense longing. Gan Jing sighed helplessly again. Was no one really interested in this fat man's sister? Did he have to push her onto Gan Jing?

During breakfast, in the spacious cafeteria, Gan Jing once again experienced the feeling of being famous. Because of Headmaster Fick, even his meals were constantly being secretly observed.

Breakfast, rest, classes.

Gan Jing propped his chin with one hand, struggling to keep his eyelids open while listening to Teacher Huan lecture. As a warrior, one couldn't be an uneducated lout. Even if he wouldn't be involved in matters of statecraft later, he still needed to understand certain military affairs.

The Magic and Warrior Academies, unlike other types of institutions, primarily aimed to send their graduates into the army and onto the battlefield, transforming them into soldiers! Supplying talent to the military!

The war between humans and the Demon Race had lasted for many years. As time passed, humanity realized one thing: deploying warriors with a certain level of martial power into the army did not immediately unleash their maximum potential.

The army was a peculiar entity, possessing its own laws, commonly referred to as military law. It also involved various other pieces of military knowledge, such as coordination, as well as specific environmental factors and secret codes that needed to be learned.

Insightful individuals discovered that instead of waiting until the warriors joined the army to learn these things, it was better to have them learn about many army-related matters while still in school. This way, upon entering the service, they wouldn't be clueless rookies but could integrate into the military system quickly, becoming units capable of exerting their full strength.

:Just woke up...B