Approximately three thousand years ago, Earth was a world dominated by technology, divided into developed and developing nations. Then overnight, everything changed. Satellite images showed the planet had doubled in size. New landmasses emerged between continental plates. People questioned why—and began exploring. They discovered bizarre phenomena. No—more accurately, anime worlds had come back to life! Some of these realms allied with modern nations; others clashed violently. One truth was undeniable: the world had undergone a grand fusion. Magical firearms and enchanted explosives emerged, perfectly compensating for magicians’ weakened combat abilities caused by Mana-Lock Cards. Low-to-mid-tier magicians suddenly gained formidable power.
Boss Yue strode into a remote jungle, approaching armed soldiers. "Today’s academy war is our heist," he declared sternly. "Once I plant the anti-surveillance bombs inside the academy, I’ll fire a signal flare. You storm in immediately. Understood, brothers?"
"Yes, sir!" the soldiers roared.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Class Showdown: D Class versus F Class!" A beautiful girl in a bunny suit announced, her voice bright. "High stakes await both sides. I’m Li Miao. First, let’s welcome our special guest commentator!"
"Student Council President! Fourth-year S Class! Academy’s strongest—Senior Ling Ling!"
The crowd erupted. Men, women, everyone screamed: "Senior, let us bear your children! Your little brother is our future brother-in-law!" Ling Ling’s eye twitched. Dark veins pulsed on her forehead. She nearly snapped.
"Vice President! Fourth-year S Class! Senior Mu Qi!"
Cheers dimmed slightly, but Mu Qi remained unfazed.
"Vice Dean Ye Chen!"
Thunderous applause drowned out Ling Ling’s earlier reception. *Of course*, Ye Chen sighed inwardly. *Who wouldn’t applaud a superior?*
"President, your thoughts?" Li Miao prompted.
"Yeer will win! Yeer will win! Yeer will win! He’s the handsomest! D Class is just trash!" Ling Ling cheered wildly, wearing a shirt plastered with Yeer’s chibi face.
"Thank you, President! Vice President?"
"Objectively, D Class vastly outmatches F Class in overall strength," Mu Qi analyzed calmly. "But in forest combat, tactics can tip the scales. F Class wouldn’t propose this match without confidence."
"Thank you! Vice Dean?"
"This tournament cultivates healthy competition among students," Ye Chen stated. "It also gives freshmen a chance to unwind. I have high hopes for both classes."
"Contestants, take your positions!" Li Miao announced.
"Let’s go, class," I told the F Class students behind me.
"Here comes F Class!" Li Miao’s voice surged with excitement. "Led by Lin Ye! Full of spirit—what surprises will they bring? Let’s watch closely!"
A voice cut through the stands:
"Bro-in-law, fight hard! I’m rooting for the underdog!"
"Bro-in-law, don’t let that Yang Honggang bastard become our brother-in-law! Our goddess would cry!"
Lin Ye’s temples throbbed. "Stop calling me ‘bro-in-law’!" he yelled.
Silence fell—then louder shouts erupted:
"When bro-in-law gets angry, he looks just like his sister! So handsome! Marrying him wouldn’t be bad!"
"Yeah! He’s got fire! I like it!"
Lin Ye fell silent. *Can popularity run in families?* His gaze drifted to another section of the stands—and froze.
A stunning beauty with deep blue hair watched him quietly. Her eyes held the same warmth as his sister’s. But when she noticed his stare, her expression turned neutral.
*Yang Qianlan.* His first love. Her words echoed in his ears: *"You? Did you really think my kindness meant love? Ha! I was practicing for Young Master Ouyang—he likes gentle girls. You were just a tool. Don’t flatter yourself, F-Class trash."* His heart had shattered that day. Only his sister’s transformation—and another person’s arrival—had saved him from despair. *I’ll use her as a stepping stone to grow stronger.*
*But just now… her look was like she wanted to devour my sister. Must be my imagination. A gold-digger like her would never like me.*
We reached the forest training ground’s prep zone.
"Now—D Class enters!" Li Miao announced. "Led by Yang Honggang! Their aura radiates pure dominance!"
Boos erupted from the stands:
"Get lost, toad dreaming of swan meat! Our goddess is off-limits!"
"Check your reflection before aiming that high!"
"A D Class student marrying our goddess? In your dreams!"
Yang Honggang merely shrugged, ignoring them completely. His indifference only fueled the crowd’s fury.
He stopped at the opposite edge of the forest, locking eyes with Lin Ye. "Bro-in-law," he called, smirking. "Been a week. Ready to practice calling me ‘brother-in-law’ yet?"
I stayed silent. Yang Honggang took the hint and shut up.
"Rules are simple," an official announced. "Twenty minutes to prepare in the forest. Battle begins when time’s up. Defeat the opposing boss to win. Clear?"
"Clear!" both classes shouted.
The war had begun.
