Chapter 280 - Meeting Eastern University!

Ring, ring. Ring, ring.

Moss was looking up information on his phone when he saw Mill’s name, so he answered the call. Since the two had started university, they had been calling once daily. Mill’s call arrived as scheduled.

“I’m not disturbing, am I? How was your first day of classes? Did the food in the cafeteria satisfy you? Has the campus started selecting students for the first- and second-year student competition yet?” Mill’s concerned voice sounded from the other end of the call.

Moss could not help but smile when faced with a series of questions. “You aren’t disturbing at all. They have so many types of food here that I can’t try them all. It’ll probably take me a month to try them, even if I eat different things daily.

“Oh, I have something interesting to tell you. Someone openly challenged me in class today.” Moss told Mill about how Armand challenged him and how he defeated Armand, especially the part where Armand chewed garlic, which almost made Moss faint. It made Mill laugh out loud.

“Hahaha! This Armand person is pretty funny!” Mill’s hearty laughter sounded.

Moss asked, “Mill, I just found out today that this year’s competition will be in your school! You must be taking it very seriously, huh?”

“Yeah, you can say that. Still, only two first-year students will be able to participate in this year’s competition. Those of us on the secondary campus won’t have a chance,” Mill sounded disappointed as she said that.

She recovered instantly and continued, “You have to work hard, Moss. I believe I’ll see you in the competition this year. I’ll cheer for you when that time comes!”

“All right! I will work hard, Mill,” Moss said firmly, “Oh, Alan and the others are coming to the capital at the end of the month for a gathering. You should come too if you’re free.”

“Okay! I can go visit your school too when the time comes!” Mill sounded excited. She wished she could visit Moss now, but there were many things to do at the start of the semester, so she did not have the time.

Since Alan and the others would meet soon, it would not seem too deliberate if she went by herself.

“Okay, I’ll show you around then,” Moss was also excited after hanging up the call as it was his first time being so far from his close friends for so long. He missed them very much.

…

Many first-year students anticipated the national first- and second-year student competition as Kyoto’s in-school selection competition began. The school made this competition for first-year students.

The school had already determined the candidates for the second-year students to enter the preliminary list based on their all-around performance and various colleges’ recommendations.

There were two ways for first-year students to participate in the in-school selection. Firstly, the school invited the students ranked in the top 40 in the freshmen entrance exam. Secondly, they could register to participate.

This year’s selection competition was unprecedentedly lively. The entire Long Sheng field was packed, probably because of Becky’s excellent explanation of it during the open class.

Of the 108 first-year students in Kyoto, 90 participated in the competition. Simultaneously, to show the importance of this competition, President Monte told the deans of the Great Five and the elite professors in each college to attend.

He also invited one of the elite experts, Academician Brian, to be the primary judge. Monte even pushed aside everything and participated in the school preliminaries.

Since the school had invited 40 students who participated in the second round, the remaining 50 quickly passed their one-on-ones to decide the 25 students who would enter the second round.

When the first round ended, Morales, who had won, approached Moss and expressed his thoughts, “My awareness has improved since I started following you, Boss Moss. I wouldn’t even pay attention to such activities in the past, let alone participate in a competition.”

Moss smiled, pinched Morales’s belly rolls, and teased, “It’s best to be diligent. Besides feeling better, the rest of your body is a burden. Your success rate in chasing girls will increase if you lose another 30 pounds.”

“Be gentle with me, Boss Moss! I-I’ll lose weight, okay?!” Morales grimaced and kept dodging Moss’s pinches. “Still, I can’t become a lightning bolt just by eating less.”

Moss stopped pinching Morales and said thoughtfully, “I believe in you, Morales.”

While the duo chatted, the host, Sofia’s sweet and clear voice, sounded, “Since 65 contestants remain in the second round, we must draw lots and choose someone who will go directly to the next round.

“Then we will continue choosing contestants who will go into the next round one-on-one. Finally, we will choose five contestants…” The staff carried a large number box to the stage as she spoke.

Then Sofia invited the dean of the Equipment Academy to the stage, and he went to pick players who would enter the third round. He selected ball 001, and the field erupted with excitement.

“He has both strength and luck! As expected of the number one student!”

“It’s best if Noel doesn’t have a chance. Otherwise, whoever fights him will be unlucky.”

“Everyone is looking forward to this!”

…

Amidst the crowd’s discussion, Moss stepped onto one of the four arenas. Coincidentally, his opponent this round was Armand. All the first-year students knew what had happened between them, so they were excited about this second duel.

Especially the students who thought it was a pity that Armand had lost. They hoped he could reclaim himself. The match was exhilarating, but Armand ultimately lost again.

Although he had lost the match, many remembered him. They even gave him an appropriate nickname, “Garlic Man!”

At that point, the name Garlic Man became increasingly famous. Of course, it was mainly because of his matches with Moss. However, these were things to come.

It was also the deans’ and professors’ first time witnessing Moss’s matches with their own eyes, so they ensured to observe him. The professors in the guest seats were at least intermediate levels and above.

Their observational abilities were not something the students could compare to, as the professors had noticed many details in Moss’s match.

“Moss is constantly conserving his strength.”

“He’s fighting as if he has everything under control.”

The deans of the Great Five, Academician Brian and Monte, watched with great interest. Burton and Monte were smiling the entire time.

“Congratulations once again, Dean Burton. Moss is indeed an excellent seedling.”

“Moss’s final attack was accurate. If he had been rougher, even I would have gotten fooled.”

“He can win quickly but is still keeping a low profile. Such a student is rare, indeed.”

“His maturity doesn’t match his age!”

…

The Great Five were shocked and expressed their opinions. At that moment, the overjoyed Burton had one question, “What is Moss’s true strength?”