"In your dreams! What do you think this place is, some third-rate academy in a small country? Let me tell you, this is the Holy Land for Martial Artists worldwide. If you want to become a student here, wait patiently for the summer enrollment exams!"
Simli said loudly, "A transfer student? Hmph, dream on. Do you have a letter of recommendation from a renowned martial artist?"
"Assistant Director Simli, please do not be impatient."
Mr. Afre stroked his chin, "Considering the academy's honor, it's worth pondering. What I'm concerned about now is whether you have the strength to defeat those two exchange students from Lorich."
Bai Pu said confidently, "I've watched one of the matches. There's absolutely no problem in defeating him."
Simli snorted softly, clearly not convinced.
Afre dared not believe it either. After all, Bai Pu was just a young boy. If he truly had extraordinary talent, he should have joined the two major academies last year.
