Chapter 390 Everyone Here is Trash
Qu Tong and Jun Li are both SSS-rank.
People with similar height and build can change their appearance through makeup and masks.
Qu Tong is an SSS-level, but she has never shown her special abilities.
SSS-level individuals are already rare, and the chances of two appearing at once, and both being accepted as disciples by Master Yuan, are even smaller.
Qu Tong always had an inexhaustible supply of medicine.
The two have never appeared together.
All the information points to that obvious answer.
"They are the same person!"
"What?" Lan Jianghong was a little slow to react.
“Junli and Qutong are the same person,” Lan Weiying repeated, her tone certain.
After being reminded, Lan Jianghong frowned and pondered for a moment before exclaiming, "No wonder!"
Thinking back on everything that had happened, his brow remained furrowed: "Qu Jianming and Jun Qiurong's talents were both mediocre, so how come their daughters have such a wide range of talents?"
This is exactly what Lan Weiying couldn't understand. "But Ouyang Lina and my great-aunt checked for me, and there's no problem with her identity."
Therefore, the possibility of impersonation has been ruled out.
Why hide such great strength completely?
Even the eldest brother publicly claims to have SS-level strength.
Why should she endure the humiliation of being labeled a "useless person" for so many years?
There must be something wrong if someone refuses to have a physical examination!
Her intuition is always very accurate!
"Grandpa, you should rest well. I have something to do, so I'll be going now."
Lan Weiying left a sentence, turned and left, her steps much faster than when she came. Her purple gauze dress billowed up, the hem brushing against the robot and bringing down a few pieces of debris.
*
A few days later, the First Military Academy held its final exams.
Xu An and He Zhou did not need to participate because they enlisted early.
As expected, Lan Weiying was unable to participate due to matters concerning the Lan family at the end of the month, and it was a foregone conclusion that she would have to repeat the year.
Qu Tong, unsurprisingly, achieved first place in both departments in her final exams.
Fei Wenxing and the others also passed the exam smoothly, living up to Qu Tong's daily training and the medicine he provided free of charge.
Because Qu Tong didn't get any grades in the midterm, even if she got first place in the final exam, her overall score would be dragged down, and she wouldn't meet the threshold for taking the exam at a higher level.
Fortunately, Han Song applied for a special channel for her.
This time, without the trouble caused by the Apothecary Guild, everything went smoothly.
The day Qu Tong went to take the exam, the scene was magnificent.
The examination room was packed with people; almost the entire school had come to watch Qu Tong take the exam.
Half of them came to witness her strength, and the other half came to admire the demeanor of a master of potions.
That's right!
Old Yuan also came to see her take the exam.
Old Yuan sat firmly at the head of the table, dressed in a long robe resembling a Zhongshan suit. His beard, which he hadn't wanted to cut, was neatly trimmed, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance.
At the principal's invitation, I gave a perfunctory speech.
His words were concise and to the point, and he appeared quite aloof.
But Yuan's high reputation was undeniable, and as soon as he finished speaking, the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.
Qu Tong, sitting in the audience, couldn't help but roll her eyes. She was just pretending!
Old Yuan didn't notice, and even gave her a look that said, "I'm rooting for you."
The exam process began quickly.
Unlike the previous doubts and ridicule.
This time, both the third-grade test takers and the students watching the competition were exceptionally excited and expectant.
The school is very trendy; it has built a forum specifically for teachers and students to communicate and learn together, which is displayed on a large screen whenever there is an event.
It features half live video and half live comments, just like a live stream, except you can't send gifts.
In the internet age, audience interaction is indispensable.
The once quiet comment section is now bustling with activity.
[Finally, I'll get to witness the Princess Consort's true abilities firsthand! What's going on? I'm more excited than when I took my own exam!]
Brother, you're not alone. Look back, there's a huge crowd of them.
Haha, only God knows how I managed to resist going home right after the exam.
Is the legend of His Majesty the God of War finally about to be recreated? I can't wait!
Honestly, I really want to see the third-year students get tortured.
I wonder what they think? Don't they feel like they've been screwed over?
As the barrage of comments grew more and more frequent, even third-grade students who were about to take an exam started using their personal computers to comment.
Absolutely not! It's our honor to witness the Princess Consort's abilities.
[Exactly, out of seven billion people in the country, how many are SSS-level? Losing isn't shameful; what's shameful are those who didn't even get a chance to play.]
[Hey! Why are you attacking our allies? The Crown Princess is alone; there's only one melee, and only fifty people can participate.]
[What's there to be afraid of! Just do it! Later on, I can brag about how I fought an SSS-rank opponent.]
Exactly, when one side's strength is overwhelming, who cares how pathetic you are?
[I'm willing to be tortured; I don't mind being tortured to the point of being completely broken!]
The third-year students were quite calm, because their mentors had already told them that the difference in physical fitness levels was obvious, and they should do their best and leave the rest to fate. Those who were ranked as princesses would have their scores increased even if they lost.
[What should I do? You're making me want to go up there and get beaten up by the princess.]
[The princess consort would be better off killing them instantly, before they get to enjoy themselves.]
Qu Tong glanced at the screen with boredom, speechless. Why would anyone be so eager to be beaten?
Soon, the quantum computer vibrated, and it was her turn to go on stage.
Qu Tong stepped onto the stage, her sharp gaze sweeping over Fei Wenxing and Cheng Yao, who were waving flags below.
If you dare to embarrass her again, you'll be in for a world of hurt after the competition.
Fei Wenxing and Cheng Yaogang had just opened their mouths wide, ready to shout, when they received a look from Qu Tong. They felt a chill run down their spines and quickly made a zipping motion.
Qu Tong then looked away and realized that of the fifty people on the stage, excluding her, the remaining forty-nine people all had their eyes fixed on her with predatory intent, without any prior discussion.
Qu Tong was only surprised for a moment, then smiled faintly and calmly raised her hand, "Come on."
There's no need to hide your strength; a chaotic battle poses no challenge for Qu Tong at all.
Whether it was a group attack or a series of challenges, Qu Tong could easily defeat her opponents and unsurprisingly remain on the stage until the end.
Aside from expending some mental energy, I didn't even break a sweat.
A thunderous roar erupted both inside and outside the venue, far more intense than when Mr. Yuan had just given his speech.
A female student from another department on duty enthusiastically handed her an energy drink and exclaimed, "Your Highness, you're amazing!"
"Thank you!" Qu Tong accepted the gift and thanked her politely.
Seeing Qu Tong put the potion back into her spatial storage, the senior student kindly reminded her, "Your Highness, aren't you going to drink it? There's another assessment by the instructor next round."
Qu Tong shook her head: "No need, thank you for reminding me."
Qu Tong only said one sentence, which was simple and understated, but it was still considered friendly.
However, it was misinterpreted by others into many different meanings.
The princess said: "Everyone here is trash!"
"A mere mentor like you isn't even worthy of me drinking your nutrient solution! It's a piece of cake!"
"Winning is easy enough, why would I need to go all out?"
"The princess is so arrogant, I love her!"
Qu Tong: "..."
All she wants now is to finish her exams as soon as possible and leave.
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