Martial Saint!
Chapter 112 - 0102 A-level talent

Chapter 112: 0102 A-level talent

"How about it? Any issues with the contract?" Martial Artist Chen Ye patiently waited without rushing.

Ji Xuantong asked, "Is Class A the highest standard for talents in your company?" From Old Ji’s perspective, five hundred thousand a year is not much. Diaoist Science and Technology is too rich, only Divine Martial Technology is comparable in this field in China.

Having thought a bit, Chen Ye smiled and said, "The regular investment talent categories in our company are mainly divided into four levels, corresponding to the four classes of Martial Arts Universities—A, B, C, D. Class A is equivalent to top class; such talents in our view are akin to the rare top-class ’root bone’. Of course, besides the regular, there are irregular ones; above Class A, there is Class S, even SS... But such talents are nearly on the par with Martial Bone Dao Embryos. To be honest, with Chenzhou’s current performance, we are not yet ready to make that bet."

Old Ji frowned upon hearing this and said gravely, "Didn’t I see Martial Bone Dao Embryos when I studied at Dragon City Martial Arts University? With Chenzhou’s performance of breaking through to the sixth rank within a year, he is in no way inferior. I suggest upgrading to Class S!" As a master, it was natural for him to fight for Lu Chenzhou’s rights. It was just boasting, and anyway, it wasn’t illegal.

Chen Ye slightly awkwardly laughed and said, "Don’t rush it; the Class A rating is only temporary. This contract means our company will definitely lose money initially. Let me be honest, five hundred thousand a year is quite a lot; it’s enough to buy a house in the suburbs of Su City. Think about how many ordinary people struggle for decades, saddled with mortgages, draining their families, just for a house? Not to mention, if Mr. Lu can break his limits and become a Martial Artist in his early twenties, without you even mentioning it, our company’s Diaoist Talent Project team will proactively promote Lu Chenzhou to Class S rating. After all, we’re actually seeking a Martial Artist, not just an ordinary fighter. If Chenzhou’s future performance is even better, SS class or even higher ratings are not out of the question; we have the funds."

Ji Xuantong’s tone softened, "You speak a lot but still show doubt in my disciple... Well, I won’t worry anymore. Chenzhou, do you think you can handle it?"

Lu Chenzhou pondered for a while, "I agree." He needed money now. He wanted to take Bright God No. 1 monthly, arrange for Nourishing Organ Medicine, Golden Jade Ointment, repay Qin Zheng’s five hundred thousand, and buy a better Void Blade. He wanted so much, but he only had a few hundred thousand in savings. He also desired the Class S talent evaluation, but it was reasonable for them to feel he didn’t yet deserve it; he would just have to change that in the course of their cooperation. Anyway, he was determined to secure that money.

Ji Xuantong: "Well, I support you. Perform well in university." Old Ji believed that Lu Chenzhou would soon prove Diaoist Science and Technology wrong and make them willingly offer the Class S contract... This was called ’Do not underestimate the youth in poverty!’

Lawyer Tian said, "Master, I need to leave now; there’s still work at the firm."

"Don’t rush, leave after signing." "Okay..." After signing, Lu Chenzhou took his original contract. "Xiao Lu, remember to keep it safe."

Lawyer Tian reminded him. Chen Ye extended his hand. "Congratulations, Mr. Lu. From today onwards, we are not only business partners, but also comrades-in-arms. In the field of business competitions, your name represents Diaoist Science and Technology’s name! I have a premonition that one day you will become a glory of our Diaoist Science and Technology."

Ji Xuantong waved his hand dismissively, "Alright, stop blowing your own trumpet; you’re still hesitant to offer a Class S contract... Chenzhou, let’s go, I’ll take you back to school for classes."

Lu Chenzhou shook hands with Chen Ye, "Thank you, President Chen and the company, I’m pleased with our cooperation." On the way back to school, the old couple also called to check on various things.

Li Xianghua asked, "A big company won’t cheat us ordinary folks, right?" Lu Guoping: "I’ve had it checked, Diaoist Science and Technology is also state-owned, it’s fine. Five hundred thousand is just a small amount for such a company. Sooner or later, Chenzhou will earn it back for the company. Not to mention anything else, just take this tournament, if it wasn’t for Chenzhou’s brilliant performance making it to the top of Su City’s hot events and attracting so many ticket purchases, how would they make money?"

Lu Chenzhou responded, "Mom and Dad, you don’t need to worry, just focus on practicing your boxing and keeping healthy at Master’s house. Remember to drink the medicine I bought for you; your Qi-Blood is hoped to breakthrough level one."

They had worked hard for half their lives; it was time they enjoyed some peace.

Dragon City High School, at the school gate.

"Go on in, study hard!"

Ji Xuantong looked at Lu Chenzhou, his eyes filled with emotion.

A year ago, Lu Guoping had come to him, endlessly praising Lu Chenzhou’s diligence and eagerness to learn, reluctantly paying 60,000 for 30 classes. Normally, classes at Flying Swallow Martial Arts Hall started from 72 sessions, one per week. Moved by compassion, Old Ji had finally agreed to Lu Guoping’s request.

The wheels of fate had begun to turn, and Old Ji had discovered Lu Chenzhou.

"Thank you, Master, for all your trouble these past few days."

"That’s enough politeness. No matter whether others respect you or not, you must always maintain your confidence! What others think is bullshit; I’m the greatest!"

"I understand."

Watching Old Ji drive away, Lu Chenzhou’s heart was similarly filled with emotion.

He returned silently to his classroom in Dragon City Campus. Everyone was in the middle of class, cautious not to be loud, but their excited expressions revealed that they could hardly contain themselves. Sure enough, as soon as class ended, a crowd surged around him, teasing and joking.

"Holy crap, isn’t that the number one in Su City?"

"Xiao Lu, when are you going to become the national champion?"

"Welcome, Champion Xiao Lu, to bless Dragon City with your presence."

"Enough said, it’s your treat!"

"Where’s the Wenda Car? Show it to us."

People bantered back and forth.

"What are you all doing? Get to the training field and practice your punches. All you think about is treating others, acting like people in society, such a bad habit!"

Yu Zheng rebuked them, driving the crowd away.

He said earnestly:

"Chenzhou, now that the competition is over, calm your mind and seriously practice your fist technique. The school doesn’t forbid students from participating in commercial competitions, and cooperating with commercial companies. However, teachers in the past have seen students who initially had a good mindset for Martial Arts Cultivation, but after gaining fame from competitions, they gradually became arrogant and too concerned with fame and fortune, even to the extent of impeding their Martial Arts Cultivation. This is missing the forest for the trees. Remember, real strength is the foundation; fame and fortune are just accessories. Of course, I’m not trying to discourage you; I still wish you to win the championship!"

In Martial Arts Cultivation, root bone, comprehension, resources, and luck are one aspect.

Attitude and willpower are also crucial subjective factors.

Yu Zheng seldom met a top-class talent like Lu Chenzhou, especially with a low-class root bone. Knowing how rare this was, he hoped Lu Chenzhou wouldn’t fail.

"I will never forget the teachings of my teacher!"

"Good, go then, celebrate with your classmates. Forget treating them; save your money to buy some medicine, that’s much better. They’re just teasing; don’t take it seriously."

Yu Zheng turned and left.

Lu Chenzhou went to the training field and shared his experiences and insights from the competition with his classmates. There would be many more official and commercial competitions in the future, and everyone would have a chance.

Wang Gang ran over from next door, excitedly saying:

"Chenzhou, you’ve once again seen the importance of Hard Qi Gong, right? Balancing internal and external training, no one within the same rank can match you, that’s invincibility! Hehehe, once I master the ’Iron Crotch Skill’, I’ll teach it to you.

This life-saving divine skill is a must for every man!"

Lu Chenzhou asked doubtfully:

"What level have you reached?"

Wang Gang scratched his head:

"Just a beginner."

"Then keep practicing. When you’ve mastered it, I’ll consider learning the ’Iron Crotch Skill’. This isn’t just any fist technique; learning it wrong could ruin my life."

...

At 2 PM.

Hong Fu arrived at the training field for the fist technique class, a smug look on his face.

"Didn’t I tell you? Tiger Form suits you best."

A classmate asked:

"Teacher, can I switch to learning Tiger Form?"

Hong Fu glared at him.

"Are you sure Tiger Form suits you? The best style is the one that suits you!"

After class, he took Lu Chenzhou to the office.

"So, are you ready to start learning first-class Martial Arts?"

"I’m ready!"

Lu Chenzhou had long wanted to learn, but had been busy striving for ranks. Now, with the winter exams safely passed, the dust had settled, and it was time to start learning. He had also witnessed the formidable power of "Black Dragon Eighteen Hands" and "Spring and Autumn Palm."

Hong Fu smiled:

"First-class Martial Arts shouldn’t be learned too early or too late. With your current talent, you need to start learning ahead of time to have a unique skill by your side when you enter university!"