I Possess the Spirit of Yan and Huang

"Su Ye—number of opened acupoints: zero! Once again, last place in the entire school!"
Counselor Cai Weisong announced the results angrily, and the gaze of the whole class fell upon a handsome youth who seemed almost half-asleep.
"As a repeat student in the Senior Year Spiritual Energy Class, you can't even compare to the freshmen. How dare you stay at Yangcheng First High School? You should just quit!" Cai Weisong slammed the results sheet of the Spiritual Martial Assessment onto the desk, gritting his teeth.
Hearing this, Su Ye looked up, a flash of determination passing across his thin face. He clenched his fists silently, saying nothing.
"Do you think silence will save you? The assessment form says you have a tattoo on your back! Take off your clothes right now and let everyone see how you ignore school rules!" Cai Weisong had long wanted to kick this useless student out, and now he finally found his chance.
"Are you sure you want to see?" Su Ye stood up at once.
"Stop talking nonsense. The administration is here! Don't say I'm wronging you!" Cai Weisong pointed outside.
Indeed, two directors from the Academic Affairs Office stood in the corridor outside the classroom.
Clearly, there was no avoiding a confrontation today.
"See for yourself!"
Su Ye strode to the podium, turned his back to the crowd, and took off his shirt in one swift motion.
Immediately, the classroom erupted in shocked cries, and several books were knocked to the floor.