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Chapter 162 - 0139 San Zhen Lingyun (3k requests for monthly ticket and subscription)

Chapter 162: 0139 San Zhen Lingyun (3k requests for monthly ticket and subscription)

Lu Chenzhou clenched his fist and said,

"Senior sister, I’m sorry for just now."

Ji Xuantong said,

"There’s nothing to be sorry for. If you’re outmatched in sparring, just go and practice."

Ji Feiyan had been brash and outspoken since she was young. He never indulged her; encouragement should be given when due, and reprimands when needed—there will always be higher mountains beyond this one, and stronger people among the strong.

Ji Feiyan was not a sore loser either.

Her junior brother was from the genius class. Although he was young, losing was nothing to be ashamed of.

Realizing this, she said with full vigor,

"Junior brother, let’s battle again next time!"

Losing a match does not mean losing spirit.

"Hahaha, okay."

After resting for a moment, Shi Ruyu said,

"Junior brother, are you still okay? If not, I won’t go on."

At school, she would often seek out Lu Chenzhou for sparring.

Feeling a steady flow of vital energy, Lu Chenzhou said,

"Come on, senior sister."

"Okay."

The battle with Shi Ruyu was much simpler; although she too had amassed great strength over time, her power was only at the Eighth Rank, on par with Lu Chenzhou’s energy. However, her "Heavenly Spider Entangling Silk Strength" was a bit tougher to deal with than Ji Feiyan’s "Aging Willow Aiding Wind Strength," so it took several hundred moves before she was defeated.

Shi Ruyu had anticipated this. After concluding the match, she said with a smile,

"I concede."

Lu Chenzhou said,

"Thank you both for holding back."

Ji Feiyan sighed resignedly,

"Well, I certainly didn’t hold back."

Accepting her defeat wholeheartedly, she suddenly said cheerfully,

"Junior brother, since you’ve won, you should prepare yourself for a fight against both your senior sisters."

Lu Chenzhou was ready to test his limits by practicing Arhat Skill.

Ji Xuantong looked at the sky and said,

"Let’s stop here, it’s almost five o’clock, let’s go eat."

He invited the core students who were on good terms with the Martial Arts Academy to the gathering, also as a way of further winning over the hearts of the students and expanding their networks.

At the banquet, Du, Qin Zheng, and Old Zhang all attended. Qin Zheng had not seen Lu Chenzhou for a while and greeted him with a hug upon meeting him, not forgetting to tease,

"Lu the Genius, it’s really hard to get an audience with you now."

"The president, have you reached Third Rank yet?"

Lu Chenzhou’s question silenced Qin Zheng.

It was as lethal as Qingtian Cang’s soul-searching question to Ji Xuantong.

Qin Zheng vowed confidently,

"I will definitely reach Third Rank before finishing high school!"

Looking at Du who was eating in silence, Lu Chenzhou asked,

"Du, good luck on your Martial Arts college entrance exam in a few days."

Du smiled honestly and replied,

"Thank you, Brother Lu."

Compared to the carefree Qin Zheng, Du had a stronger sense of pride. In the face of a prodigy like Lu Chenzhou, he always felt as though there was an invisible thick wall between them.

It was not because of Lu Chenzhou’s attitude, but because of the disparity in their status.

Regardless, being admitted to Pingjiang Martial Arts University was a victory in and of itself.

After a satisfying meal, it was six o’clock.

Ji Xuantong said,

"Let’s head home while it’s still light, call me if anything happens."

Du and the others thanked the Master for his hospitality and left one after another, leaving only the Three True Inheritors. Ji Xuantong, reflecting on the past two years and looking forward to the future, said with emotion,

"I won’t say much, I hope you three siblings will be as close as flesh and blood, and from now on, at Dragon City Martial Arts University, support and look after each other, secure your position, and strive for greater heights!"

Ji Feiyan said boldly,

"The head of the Three Truths Association will certainly soar above the clouds!"

Ji Xuantong glanced at her and said,

"You’re like someone prepping for a postgraduate exam, always with a catchy phrase on your lips."

He looked at Lu Chenzhou and said sincerely,

"Chenzhou, you’re from the genius class, so please take good care of both your senior sisters when you’re at school... especially Ji Feiyan. Even though she’s four years older than you, her maturity isn’t quite on your level. Have her learn from you, especially that indomitable spirit of yours!"

Ji Feiyan protested,

"I am quite mature."

Lu Chenzhou said,

"We’ll take care of each other."

Shi Ruyu looked at Lu Chenzhou with a smile.

It had always been she who looked after Lu Chenzhou.

Well, now it seemed she was the one who needed to be taken care of.

Ji Xuantong took out his Dragon City One Card.

"All three of you, bring your One Cards over."

Ji Feiyan asked with suspicion,

"What for? I don’t need your money, I can earn my own."

Ji Xuantong gave her a stern look, and Ji Feiyan obediently took out her card. Lu Chenzhou and Shi Ruyu, however, hesitated. Seeing this, Ji Xuantong said with a smile,

"With your talents and conditions, you don’t really need my teachings. Given my talent and age, I would be satisfied if I could Break the Second Shackles. I saved some great merit in my earlier years, which I don’t really need now. Today, I’ll give each of you a hundred great merit as your startup fund in Su City Dragon Martial, and after that, I’ll leave you to yourselves."

A hundred great merit was a million.

Lu Chenzhou and Shi Ruyu looked at each other, neither daring to accept.

Ji Xuantong spoke with a hint of seriousness,

"Don’t waste time; finish early and head back to school."

Ji Feiyan had already received the transfer notification for 100 great merit; she understood her father’s intention—through this action, he wanted Lu Chenzhou to take good care of her in the future.

She joked with the two of them in a teasing tone,

"You guys take it down; my dad is rich."

Ji Xuantong coughed and said,

"Not rich, but I can still afford 300 great merit."

Lu Chenzhou and Shi Ruyu had no choice but to comply.

"Thank you, master."

Apart from thanks, they had nothing to say.

To repay a master’s kindness, one must act.

[Great Merit Balance: 115 points]

Lu Chenzhou looked at the Dragon City app; he had never been so wealthy before—a true Martial Artist indeed. Even though his master had left school many years ago, he still possessed substantial wealth.

"Alright, Ruyu, take them back."

Ji Xuantong turned and left the private room, settled the bill, and returned to the Martial Arts Academy. To him, three million was not a small sum, but he felt the money must be spent. In today’s age, nothing showed a teacher’s kindness better than giving money—a means to win over hearts and minds.

In the car.

Lu Chenzhou and Ji Feiyan sat in the back seat.

Elder Martial Sister looked at the silhouette of her father at the door, her eyes moist.

After taking a tissue from Lu Chenzhou, her emotions uncontrollably poured out. Ji Feiyan was clever and vivacious, with a flamboyant personality, but she was still just a girl loved dearly by her father from a young age, not adept at concealing her feelings.

"Alright, let’s start a new life!"

Shi Ruyu pressed the accelerator, and the black car drove into the distance.

Ji Xuantong stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the city’s horizon with his weathered eyes.

...

Days passed by.

Upon arriving at the branch school, Ji Feiyan was full of enthusiasm. At the main school, teeming with experts, she was timid, but at the fledgling branch school, she aimed for the top twenty. The Three True Inheritors agreed to spare half an hour each day to exchange skills and progress together.

Lu Chenzhou was happy with this arrangement. He currently lacked suitable sparring partners and yearned for hearty battles. Although the people in the genius class were strong, they were essentially strangers—he didn’t want to bother them, nor did he want to expose too much of his strength. His two elder martial sisters were the perfect partners. The proficiency of his Tiger Spirit Divine Striking Fist improved steadily each day.

August 4th.

The Du family’s Martial Arts college entrance exam concluded, and they were smoothly accepted into Pingjiang Martial Arts University. He shared the good news within the Martial Arts Academy group, where Ji Xuantong and the Three True Inheritors all sent their congratulations.

"Keep up the good work; being a Martial Artist is promising."

"I’ve spent four years at Pingjiang Martial Arts University; if Du Martial Brother has any issues, ask me."

"Du family, keep it up."

The concern of everyone warmed Du family’s heart.

He posted on social media to express his excitement:

[Flying Swallow Sea Flying, Unrestrained!]

...

August 8th, 9:00 AM.

Lu Chenzhou closed his eyes and breathed deeply, sending the tiger into the mountain, concluding his cultivation of Tiger Spirit Divine Striking Fist. Looking in the mirror at his well-built body covered in a bronze membrane, he clenched his fists and circulated his energy.

Thud, thud, thud!

A muffled metallic clanging sound resounded like a pestle against a bell.

"Tiger Spirit Divine Striking Fist and Hard Qigong are indeed a perfect match. With Divine Striking, my physical strength can briefly increase a level."

He measured his Qi-Blood; he wasn’t far from Ninth Rank. According to Chen Ye’s information, there would certainly be Ninth Rank cultivators at the Jiangnan talent competition. As for Tenth Rank, it was highly unlikely—Acquired Enlightenment seekers found it too difficult to Break Ten before the age of 18.

"As long as there is no Tenth Rank, I’m 80% confident of winning the championship."

Given that he cultivated both internally and externally, Lu Chenzhou was very confident.

"Chenzhou, hurry up! The orientation ceremony has started; you need to give a speech."

Old Tian’s phone call came, and Lu Chenzhou quickly dressed and rushed over.

Up to now,

The enrollment at Su City Dragon Martial branch school had ended. This summer class recruited over 300 students, many from the Fangshan campus. It wasn’t just from Dragon City High School; students willing to pay penalties for breach of contract also came from 23 other schools. Moreover, many came from Pingjiang Martial Arts University or other regular Martial Arts University-affiliated high schools.

Lu Chenzhou, as a model of inspiration, was specifically called upon by Principal Wang to speak in the auditorium. The principal seemed to take a keen interest in him, and he felt some anticipation.

He couldn’t also be wanting to take him in as a True Inheritor, could he?

...

In the auditorium,

Over a hundred new students sat there, full of anticipation and excitement. Huang Hao was among them; he dedicated himself to practice, cutting off unproductive social interactions, living in his own martial world. Finally, before the college exams, he entered Sixth Rank and was accepted into Su City Dragon Martial branch school from Pingjiang High School with outstanding results. Among these 100+ new students, he ranked among the top.

He took a selfie at the opening ceremony, with the word "Dragon City" just visible; he blurred out other parts and posted it on social media after a long hiatus.

[The dragon does not dwell with the snake: Dream come true at Dragon City Martial Arts University!]

By this time, Principal Wang had already finished the official opening speech.

"Now, let’s welcome our school’s inspiring student Lu Chenzhou to give a speech."

The audience began to applaud, and Huang Hao joined in.

But suddenly, he felt something was amiss.

"Lu Chenzhou? Is he Qin Zheng’s friend?"

Curious, he looked on until that nearly forgotten face appeared.

The man wore a Taihang Soaring Dragon Training Suit, walking with a vigorous and distinguished air, imbued with the indomitable spirit of martial arts, like a young tiger just leaving its den.

Lu Chenzhou cleared his throat and said, "My name is Lu Chenzhou, two years ago, I was just an ordinary student at Wanhua High School, and I am very honored to..."

Huang Hao was stunned in his seat.

"It really is him..."

He had thought Lu Chenzhou had long given up martial arts.

He was incredulous, overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

As he strove alone, someone had already transformed into a dragon.

After a moment, his heart lightened and he smiled.

This is the charm of a Top-Level Martial University after all, to be able to compete on the same stage with these hidden "dragons" and "crouching tigers" is indeed a fortunate thing on the long path of martial arts!

Coming to Dragon City was the right choice!