Philip took the token from the butler and stroked it carefully. He could feel the energy radiating from the token. The word ‘Hobart’ on the token felt very oppressive. “Thank you very much.” Philip thanked the butler, put the token in his bag, and left. Philip planned to visit Arthur and reach an agreement with him. Since he asked Philip to look for him in Highford, Philip could hardly refuse. Clementine and Montel followed Philip excitedly. Since they learned the news, they had been longing to go to Highford. They were very curious about this Practitioner Academy, not that they wanted to attend it. For a powerful force to dare to establish a Practitioner Academy, were they using so many techniques and resources to groom talents for other forces? No one could figure out the purpose behind this academy. Some people even suspected that the academy was used to create practitioners in batches as horrible experimental subjects. After all, there was a lot of commotion abo
Obviously, Mr. Hobart was not there to study. Maybe he was going to be a teacher or a consultant. With Mr. Hobart's ability, it was ridiculous for him to be a student. “Let's sign up and sneak in.” Philip gave them some camouflage pills. They had to maintain their current disguise until they found Mr. Hobart. Since Kronos was searching for them everywhere, they could enjoy a moment of peace if they entered the Practitioner Academy. Philip also kept in touch with Wynn to make sure they were okay. As long as Kronos did not lay a finger on his family, they could resolve this slowly. If they dared to attack Wynn and the others, they would be dead! After Philip ended the call with Wynn, he led Clementine and Montel to the registration office. They changed their appearance to look like young teenagers. Most of the registrants were young people, and some even wanted to register their young toddlers. The three of them mingled in the crowd without a hitch. Very soon, the
The guide was puzzled at the relaxed state of Philip and the others. “Everyone in our class is out of breath. Why are you three so relaxed?” He could not figure out the deal with these three. They did not feel tired after hurrying for half an hour. Even an assistant like him felt a little out of breath! Clementine and Montel smiled. Compared to the speed imposed by Philip, this was nothing. When they went through the mountains, the speed was much faster, covering thousands of kilometers in a few hours. This proved the physical strength and energy level in their bodies. At first, Clementine found it difficult to keep up, but she gradually practiced with Philip. Under normal circumstances, she could easily outlast these little losers. Montel was smart enough to notice the other party’s suspicion and sighed. “Buddy, you have no idea how difficult it was for me to keep up just now. I just want to perform my best on my first day in the academy. I used every ounce of my ene
Everyone in Class 4 was in misery. Facing the insults from the others, they did not even have the strength to stand up, let alone fight back! Philip and the others slumped on the ground and ignored those clowns. They did not forget their purpose, and causing trouble was not on the agenda. Horton, the trouble-making leader of Class 1, felt upset at their indifference. Class 1 was not so aggressive at first. Everyone simply wanted to attend school in peace. Under Horton's instigation, they became very arrogant and agreed to work with Horton to find fault with Class 4. Horton led them to Philip. For some reason, he hated the looks of this guy. The guy in front of him was young and handsome, also a practitioner in the first zone, which made him very jealous. Horton was already in his 30s and had just entered the late stage of the second zone. In the past, he thought he was amazing. He entered the Practitioner Academy to lord over everyone. After he entered Class 1, howe
Philip shrugged at Horton’s meaningless rage. He did not care about the bald guy’s age. As Horton was about to teach Philip a lesson, all the teaching assistants returned to their positions. They asked everyone to return to their seats. No one dared to mess around and quickly did so. Philip and the others stood aside, unfazed. An old man appeared on the field, and he looked exactly like a short gnome. Many people wanted to laugh, but they knew that only a big shot would appear here, so it was better to respect him. “Dear students, I’m your supervisor. To help everyone get used to this academy as soon as possible, we have decided to adopt some common university standards, including the division of classes and the titles of teachers and officers, all of which you should be familiar with.” The gnome kept talking, and many people soon became sleepy. They were not interested in the common standards of other universities, but since the Practitioner Academy adopted that meth
The academy was still in the starting stage, so certain things were not in order. Philip was not concerned about the academy’s future development. He just wanted to find Mr. Hobart as soon as possible. “Young Patriarch, why don't we ask the supervisor later? Although he’s not very strong, his position still means something. We should get some clues by asking him.” Montel wanted to ask the supervisor, but Clementine stopped him. “Are you stupid? That gnome is obviously up to no good. Messing with him is asking for trouble.” Clementine disliked the gnome very much. He kept looking at the women while he was talking, and his gaze made them uncomfortable. “Can't you see that he looks a lot like Horton? They must be family. People like them can probably make your life worse than death,” Philip said with a smile. Everyone smiled thoughtfully. No wonder the gnome looked familiar. They realized it with Philip’s reminder. After the assembly, everyone returned to their assigned
The night passed quickly, and everyone gathered at the field early the next morning. Everyone looked at each other drowsily, obviously not fully awake yet. Even Class 1 was no exception. Most of them were office workers or students, and no one was used to getting up at five in the morning. As everyone kept yawning, Horton’s mind raced. They would be allocated to different classrooms today, and he wanted to take this opportunity to crush Philip. Horton approached Philip. He had a height of 1.6 meters but a courage that did not match. “You guys haven't withdrawn from school yet? But then again, you’re considered quite good in your class. As number one…” Before Horton could finish speaking, a punch hit his face. The punch was full of energy and sent Horton flying. Everyone was dumbfounded. Only Montel and Clementine smiled calmly. They knew about the plan and were not surprised at all. Instead, they felt that Philip did not hit hard enough. “That punch is too wea
Although they hated Horton, everyone knew that he was not to be trifled with. Many people also noticed the similarities between Horton and the supervisor. Maybe they were related. With that realization, fewer people were willing to get involved. Horton challenged Philip. He could not wait any longer. He wanted Philip dead at once! Of course, Philip would not refuse his request. Killing Horton was not a big deal to him. After the two applied for the death match, everyone voluntarily cleared a huge space for them. Montel and Clementine watched the excitement in the crowd and kept a lookout for Arthur Hobart. They had seen Arthur’s photo and knew what he looked like. Although he was old, they could never forget his energetic appearance. The fight between Philip and Horton was about to start. He stared at Horton amicably without any nervousness. Horton looked at Philip triumphantly with a hint of disdain. He had learned two martial arts skills from his uncle. Althou