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He excitedly replays the video of Finn's fight over and over again, muttering to himself,:

"Indeed, my judgment was correct, Finn is definitely stronger than Charles! It would be great if they could fight each other."

Zane's current thought was singular: he wanted to regain his dignity in front of Charles.

Although the Taylor family couldn't directly take action against Charles due to Ezra's influence, if Finn could challenge Charles, it would have nothing to do with the Taylor family at all!

With this in mind, Zane plans to get closer to Finn and Shannon in the future,

and whether Charles ends up embarrassed in public depends on whether Finn is willing to challenge him.

"Charles, I wonder how long you can keep being so arrogant. Your presence in online discussions has dwindled significantly, and that just won't do!" Zane's eyes are darting around.

He suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Both Finn and Charles are young men, one hailed as a monster from Cyber Academy, and the other known as the strongest Level Four Beast Master.

What if he could leverage public opinion to draw attention to a battle between the two of them?

That would surely yield unexpected results!

No, that's not enough!

"If only Charles would sign up for Reaper's Scythe, he definitely wouldn't succeed in the challenge and might even die in the octagonal cage!" Thinking about that scenario made Zane uncontainably happy.

Without hesitation, he quickly gathered a group of people to discuss how to use public opinion to encourage Charles to sign up for "Reaper's Scythe"!

Early the next morning,

Charles had just gotten up and washed up a bit, and before he even had time for breakfast, a message from Celestine popped up.

"[Charles, please don't act impulsively.]"

Looking at the message on his phone, Charles was perplexed. What impulsiveness?

So he replied, "[What do you mean by impulsive? What's going on?]"

After a while, Celestine sent another message.

"[You don't know? That's good. Just focus on training these next few days and try not to pay attention to what's being said online.]"

Charles stared at Celestine's message in confusion, and before he could respond, messages from Jace, Camilla, and Zachary came pouring in.

All conveying the same message: to stay calm and not act impulsively.

This piqued Charles's curiosity about what was happening that had them all so concerned.

Without a moment's hesitation, Charles opened his phone and browsed through the online discussions.

It didn't take long for him to understand the reason behind it all.

For some unknown reason, a flurry of derogatory comments about Charles had suddenly emerged overnight.

For example, "[Charles doesn't deserve to be called a genius, he can only hide within Cyber Academy!]"

"[Finn and Charles locked eyes, revealing Finn's disdain for Charles.]"

"[What genius? If you're so capable, why don't you sign up for Reaper's Scythe?]"

"[The untold stories about Charles...]"

...

All these discussions revolved around the fact that he was hailed as a monster from Cyber Academy, yet lacked any impressive real-world combat experience.

Claims about his battles with the Serpent People were dismissed as mere theatrics, suggesting he had used underhanded tactics to weaken that Serpent.

Even previous fights were labeled as staged and fake by these critics.

The initiators of these discussions laid out so-called "evidence." and any passerby unaware of the truth would surely be convinced by their seemingly solid claims.

Charles felt not a single ripple of emotion, he truly didn't care what others said about him.

What he was thinking about now was who had the time to maliciously belittle him online, attempting to stir up conflict between him and Finn.

"Is it Zane? Or that Shannon?" Charles couldn't pinpoint exactly who it was.

But he was certain that someone was targeting him with ill intent.

That person clearly underestimated Charles's mindset, such slander was not enough to rattle him.

And before long, when Charles felt the time was right, he would return to the underground octagonal cage to sign up for "Reaper's Scythe."

At that point, all the negative comments would be rendered irrelevant.

"Perhaps getting me to sign up for Reaper's Scythe is their goal, thinking I would die in the challenge?" Charles sighed, realizing he was being underestimated.

When he arrived at the cafeteria for a meal.

Many students had expressions of outrage on their faces. They glanced at the calm Charles and couldn't tolerate the false statements they had seen online.

All these students pulled out their phones, constantly posting clarifications online, listing evidence that Charles was indeed strong and a genius.

However, before the things they posted could reach more viewers.

Some inexplicable individuals began to insult, defame, and even threaten them in the comments.

In front of the trial tower.

The staff at the front desk skillfully took out the testing crystal and said somewhat indignantly, "Charles, those who talk nonsense online should really come and see for themselves!"

"Or better yet, let them enter the trial tower and experience for themselves how powerful you truly are."

Charles remained calm as he stared at the testing crystal and slowly replied, "There's no need to worry, these comments won't last long. Soon enough, they'll realize how ignorant they are."

"Most of these people are mindless, they believe whatever they hear and get used to it."

The staff member was surprised that Charles was aware of the situation and, more surprisingly, had no anger about it.

Instead, he seemed incredibly composed. Nodding repeatedly in agreement with Charles's perspective, he said, "You're absolutely right. I wish I could see things as clearly as you do."

Charles smiled and then walked into the trial tower to continue enhancing his strength.

This time, there weren't many onlookers, everyone had grown accustomed to Charles's challenges.

Only occasionally did a student passing by stop to look at the large screen outside the trial tower, take a picture, and send it to the group chat, saying:

"[Charles is back again, this is the third day in a row! How powerful is his mental strength? Doesn't he ever get tired?]"

Soon, the group chat became lively.

"[It's not about being afraid of others having more talent than you, it's about being afraid they work harder than you!]"

"[I can't even envy him, it takes me a week to recover after one trip to the trial tower. Truly a monster.]"

"[Did you all notice? Charles's time on the second level of the trial tower has already made him second on the leaderboard!]"

"[I've noticed for a while now, I've become numb to it. Now I'm just curious when Charles will become number one.]"

At Cyber Academy, no one doubted that Charles could become the top of the leaderboard, what they were curious about was when he would break the record.

Compared to the people online, the students at the academy understood Charles's strength much better, after all, the trial tower was right there.

Anyone who thought Charles was weak could enter the trial tower, suffer mental strain, and emerge in disarray, quickly realizing the truth.

Just like yesterday, Charles spent the entire day inside the trial tower.

By the time he came out, the sun was nearly setting.

Today's gains were significant, he had comprehended 16 figures on the stone wall, and his understanding of combat techniques was progressing well.

Charles felt that by tomorrow, he could grasp over 20 figures with perfect progress.

This way, it wouldn't be long before he met the requirements to create his own combat techniques.

"A bit of a headache." Charles sighed.

He felt mentally fatigued, but it wasn't enough to give him a headache. The real source of his distress was that after days of training in the trial tower.

He increasingly felt that the trial tower lacked a sense of reality. It didn't evoke the life-and-death tension that came with real battles,

As if he had come to understand that even dying in the trial tower merely meant a short rest,

the sense of pressure and crisis had diminished greatly.

If that continued, he might struggle to meet the second requirement for creating his own combat techniques, which was to achieve complete understanding through life-and-death battles.

"I wonder if the ace-level Beast Master in the underground octagonal cage can push me to my limits." Charles thought to himself.

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He planned that if he couldn't achieve the creation of his own combat techniques in the trial tower, he would directly sign up for "Reaper's Scythe."

He wanted to see if he could accomplish the creation of his own combat techniques through real combat!

There were risks involved, for Charles, there was no perfect solution in this world. Every decision came with both good and bad sides.

If he could successfully create his own combat techniques, then everything would be worth it.

Soon it would be time for his one-on-one session with Teacher Ruby.

When he arrived at Classroom 306, Ruby was already waiting for him.

The beige trench coat wrapped around Ruby's voluptuous figure, and Charles took a glance, feeling a bit disappointed.

"Charles, you're here! Come, sit down, class is about to start." Ruby said. Today, she was wearing a different pair of glasses, yesterday, she had on gold-rimmed ones, but today she sported red half-rimmed glasses.

Paired with her mature and alluring face, it left Charles momentarily dazed.

At that moment, Ruby extended her fair hands and slowly unbuttoned her trench coat, saying, "It's getting a bit warm, don't you mind if I undo a button, Charles?"

Beneath the beige trench coat, the most eye-catching feature was a pair of black suspender stockings, accentuating the curves of Ruby's slightly plump legs.

Her red-soled high heels further highlighted her tall and graceful figure.

Charles nodded slowly, replying, "It's fine, teacher. I think I'm feeling a bit warm too, today's weather is definitely quite hot."

It was the evening of an autumn day,

and the evening breeze brought a slight coolness through the classroom window, yet it couldn't dispel the heat radiating between Charles and Ruby.