The Entry-plundering Demon Hunter

"Congratulations, you are now an official student of the New Star Martial Arts Hall!"

"Take good care of this student card. You’ll find it useful in many places in the future!"

After completing the various enrollment procedures, Yang Yong handed Lin Yi a black, gold-trimmed student card.

Lin Yi had seen this kind of student card before.

Zhou Qi had one.

Other than him, the cards belonging to Sun Tao, Hu Quan, and the others were all red.

In other words, among Coach Yang’s students, the only person who truly possessed a black card was Zhou Qi... No, now there was also Lin Yi.

"Thank you, Coach Yang!"

Lin Yi didn’t ask any questions and took the card, putting it away safely.

Yang Yong had a brilliant smile on his face.

The way he looked at Lin Yi now held a complex new light.

He was like an experienced hunter who had just encountered a prized quarry.

He could hardly conceal the joy in his heart.

GRUMBLE...

Suddenly, Lin Yi’s stomach rumbled.

Yang Yong glanced at him and chuckled. "You came straight from school, haven’t eaten yet, have you?"

"Go on, head to the cafeteria and get something to eat."

"Just swipe the black card in your hand. Don’t worry about the credit limit on it; eat as much as you want!"

With Coach Yang’s permission, Lin Yi certainly wasn’t going to hold back.

At that moment, he was like a mythical beast of gluttony unleashed upon the mortal world.

He wanted nothing more than to devour all the Demon Beast Meat in the cafeteria...

"Huh? Hey, does that guy look familiar to you?"

Hu Quan, who had been eating, happened to glance up.

He spotted a familiar figure with a tray, going from one service window to the next, piling on food.

Even though the Demon Beast Meat on his tray was already piled up high enough to form a small mountain,

he still showed no intention of stopping.

Hu Quan’s words caught the attention of Tong Ye and Sun Tao, who were at the same table.

They both turned to look as well.

The result: the hairs on their arms stood on end.

A chill crept up their spines.

That figure was all too familiar; he was the stuff of their nightmares for the past few days.

They had thought the two days of sparring were over.

And that they would never see him again.

Who would have thought... they’d meet again so soon?

Ever since sparring with Lin Yi, Sun Tao, who was known as the ’Madman,’ had been thoroughly stripped of his title.

Now, in front of Lin Yi, he was as proper and docile as a gentle lamb.

"Am I seeing things? I must be mistaken, right?"

He quickly raised a hand to rub his eyes and took another careful look.

His expression changed abruptly.

There was no mistake. It was Lin Yi.

The man he couldn’t wait to get away from.

For two consecutive days of sparring, he had been utterly dominated by Lin Yi in the ring.

Any sharp edges he once had were completely worn smooth.

In his eyes, he didn’t deserve the title ’Madman’ at all.

Lin Yi was the real madman.

A madman with extraordinary talent, at that.

As soon as he stepped into the ring, Lin Yi seemed to become a completely different person.

Frenzied, out of control... He had come close to injuring Sun Tao again on several occasions.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Lin Yi always managed to regain control just in time from his ’uncontrolled’ state.

This was how accidental injuries were avoided time and time again.

"Wh-why is he back again?" Sun Tao said, turning around in shock.

Hu Quan, Tong Ye, and Li Xuewen all just shook their heads lightly.

They subconsciously lowered their heads and began furiously stuffing food into their mouths.

"Hey, I’m talking to you! Don’t tell me Coach Yang called him back to train with us again?"

Seeing that none of them were paying him any mind, Sun Tao was clearly getting anxious.

But none of them looked up.

They just wanted to finish the food on their trays as quickly as possible so they could get out of there.

It was only then that Sun Tao noticed their strange behavior.

In an instant, he felt a chill slowly creeping up behind him. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

His heart immediately started pounding.

A bad feeling grew stronger and stronger.

He slowly turned his head, wanting to get another look at that person.

But it turned out Lin Yi was already right there, holding a tray piled high with Demon Beast Meat.

"We meet again. Is this spot taken? Mind if I sit here?"

Lin Yi walked over and greeted them with a smile.

Only then did Hu Quan and the others finally lift their heads.

"No, no, it’s free. Sit wherever you like..."

"Wait, why are you back again? Did Coach Yang ask you to come back?"

Tong Ye said with a dry laugh.

This was the question on the others’ minds as well.

They also wanted to figure out the purpose of Lin Yi’s return.

If Coach Yang really had invited him back to continue training with them...

...Then they’d take a day off tomorrow and skip the Martial Arts Hall.

They’d go to school, attend their academic classes.

Stay at school all day. They definitely wouldn’t be coming back here.

Lin Yi smiled and said, "No, I’m back this time with the same status as you all... a student!"

"A student?"

Hearing this, they all exchanged glances.

Sun Tao quickly asked, "You enrolled in the Martial Arts Hall?"

"Yep, I just finished the paperwork and got my student card!" Lin Yi took out his black card and showed it to them.

"Holy crap..."

"A Black Gold Card?"

"You’ve become one of the Martial Arts Hall’s specially cultivated disciples?"

When Sun Tao and the others saw the Black Gold Card,

their faces showed ever-increasing levels of astonishment.

Lin Yi swallowed a mouthful of meat and asked curiously, "This Black Gold Card means... I’m a specially cultivated disciple?"

"That’s right, a disciple!"

"Haven’t you noticed we all have red cards, and only you and Zhou Qi have Black Gold Cards?"

Lin Yi had already noticed that.

When Yang Yong gave him the card, he had faintly sensed it was different.

He just hadn’t expected the Black Gold Card to be related to being a disciple.

’What’s the difference between a disciple and a student?’

When Lin Yi voiced the question on his mind,

Hu Quan, Li Xuewen, and Sun Tao took turns explaining it to him.

"The Martial Arts Hall is divided into many tiers, mainly based on the coaches!"

"There are two gold-medal coaches, and the rest are regular coaches!"

"One is Coach Yang, and the other is Coach Wu. Their cultivation levels are about the same, and they each lead a Martial Arts training room!"

"We’re Coach Yang’s students—all the red card holders are!"

"But you and Zhou Qi are the Martial Arts Hall’s disciples!"

"You get to enjoy better treatment and resources than regular students, and enrollment is free... If you can become a Direct Disciple, that’s even more incredible!"

"That’s right! I heard our old Hall Master has a pretty high status in the New District and is even a member of the Martial Arts Alliance!"

"If you could become his Direct Disciple, the benefits would be unimaginable. You’d be guaranteed to become a new star in the world of Martial Arts!"

As they talked about the differences between students, disciples, and Direct Disciples,

their eyes were filled with envy.

Unfortunately, they weren’t qualified to become disciples,

let alone Direct Disciples.

But Lin Yi had just enrolled and was already given the status of a disciple.

It was clear how much the Martial Arts Hall valued him.

The perk of free enrollment alone was enough to make anyone green with envy.