The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 642 - 292: Gilded?

Chapter 642: Chapter 292: Gilded?

The atmosphere in the Training Room was great.

Most of those who studied martial arts here were wealthy second-generation kids.

In Tianyue City, they weren’t the top of the top, but they could certainly be considered second-tier.

Spending hundreds of thousands or even millions on their hobbies each year came with no pressure.

For them, martial arts were just that, a hobby.

If they got tired, they would rest, unlike Qi Yuan, who was few and far between in his serious obsession.

So, when it was said that Qi Yuan was going to participate in the Martial Arts Competition, no one was surprised.

They came to Mingwu Martial Academy for fun, treating it as a casual pastime.

Qi Yuan... was different.

"We have several members from our academy participating in the Martial Arts Competition this year as well, they’re different, they’re elite seeds," Wang Shiqiao said, eyeing Qi Yuan with a teasing expression.

"What’s their best achievement?" Qi Yuan asked.

"The best we’ve had is top twenty in Tianyue City, but sadly, only the top ten qualify for the national-level Martial Arts Competition.

But don’t look down on this top twenty; without gene potions or advanced weaponry, they would be considered heroes of a city in ancient times!"

As he spoke, a look of envy appeared in Wang Shiqiao’s eyes.

Naturally, the pure natural limit of a human body was always popular.

It was even more coveted within certain circles.

"Seems like our academy’s students are a bit weak," Qi Yuan couldn’t help but lament.

"You better hope those elite members don’t hear you say that, or they’ll give you trouble.

A few of these elite members are tough cookies, counted among Tianyue City’s big shots." While speaking, Wang Shiqiao’s expression was one of desire.

Qi Yuan was uninterested in this and focused on cultivating his Mingwu Resonance Fist instead.

But Wang Shiqiao kept on talking like a chatterbox.

"The strongest person in our academy is named Xu Tiehua, and his Mingwu Resonance Fist has reached the ninth level.

Even the eldest senior brother might not be his match.

Not only is his martial prowess fearsome, his family has significant connections.

You know, a bigwig in Tianyue City died yesterday, it was... the Black Crystal Count.

In a few days, the Count’s funeral will take place and it’s going to be low-key, with only a small select group invited.

All attendees will be none other than Tianyue’s topmost elite.

And Xu Tiehua... he’s qualified to attend the funeral of the Black Crystal Earl!"

Qi Yuan, who was originally practicing his Mingwu Resonance Fist, paused for a moment.

Then he heard Wang Shiqiao say, "Jealous, huh?"

The students around certainly looked envious.

They might have had some money, enough for a carefree life, but the gap between them and the true elite of Tianyue was still vast.

"Xu Tiehua is different from us."

"If he can make it into the top ten of the city-level Martial Arts Competition, with his family’s influence, he could easily land a military post."

"We’re just bunch of slackers."

These students were open-minded, seeing their life as nothing ambitious, just getting by the days.

To them, they were naturally envious of hard-working geniuses like Xu Tiehua.

Of course, to the academy’s staff overhearing their conversation, it sounded rather grandiloquent.

The employees, earning salaries of six to seven thousand a month, would need to scrimp and save for twenty or thirty years to afford a decent house in Tianyue City.

The socioeconomic gap in Qin Yuan Nation was wider than that between humans and dogs.

An average person’s hard work throughout their life might not even secure a living standard better than that of a rich person’s dog.

Qi Yuan tuned out these conversations.

As he practiced the Mingwu Resonance Fist, his blood seemed to boil subtly.

Thick sweat appeared on his back, only to vanish without a trace soon after.

It was at this moment Qi Yuan’s Mingwu Resonance Fist entered the fourth level.

"Hmm... still just a bottom-feeder with the strength of five."

Qi Yuan didn’t notice any significant improvement in his combat abilities.

But for a normal person, the strength gained from being a martial artist would suffice to take on one or two punks of the same weight class.

That is, if those punks weren’t armed with knives.

"So, I need at least to reach the seventh level to be considered... a certified martial artist?"

It wasn’t enough to simply practice martial arts techniques to be a martial artist; to obtain a Martial Artist Certificate, one had to meet the national standards.

These standards varied for each martial arts school and academy.

The rules were set by the Martial Arts Association.

For instance, to be recognized as a martial artist with the Mingwu Resonance Fist, one had to reach the seventh level and get the Martial Artist Certificate.

The certificate was similar in function to the various occupational licenses from Blue Star’s past life.

If you wanted to be a martial artist coach or run a martial arts academy, you had to have a Martial Artist Certificate.

Mingwu Martial Academy had hundreds of students, but only fifteen had the Martial Artist Certificate.

Though an average person training hard every day could obtain it within three years.

But the problem was... many were too lazy to train.

"At this rate, could I obtain my Martial Artist Certificate in another half a month?" Qi Yuan thought to himself.

After absorbing the essence blood of a Mutated Sea Beast, Qi Yuan’s martial arts talent had increased significantly.

His speed of cultivation had also quickened.

Besides, he used to practice immortal cultivation.

What might take ordinary people a year, he could achieve in half a month, which was quite normal.

Once he broke through to the seventh level and became a true martial artist, Qi Yuan could then use secret items to make his breakthrough.

"Looks like I need to find some time to contact Kuang Huan and ask about the secret items," he mused.

For Qi Yuan, this was a leisurely game.

If something could be handled by NPCs, why bother doing it himself?

Time flew by.

Qi Yuan kept practicing, clearly out of place compared to the other students present.

A short distance away, Wang Shiqiao was lounging on a sofa, playing with her phone.

Then a woman’s voice called out, "Little Qian, you’re not seriously falling for that guy, are you?"

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