He hoped the organizers wouldn’t ban him for it.
...
In the changing room, Lu Chenzhou changed into casual clothes.
A tall figure walked in; it was Ricken.
He spoke in his usual, overly dramatic tone:
"Lu... one day, I will challenge you again, the Holy Image King who roams the wilderness of Arica will set foot on this land of formidable warriors!"
Lu Chenzhou smiled and said,
"Then I’ll be waiting for your challenge."
He was looking forward to their next confrontation.
What kind of deanor did the legendary Holy Image King possess?
...
The Wenda car was driving on the road.
Shi Ruyu was driving to the Martial Arts Hall.
Suddenly, Ji Xuantong in the back seat said,
"Chenzhou, Ruyu... I’ll just give this car to you two to use from now on. Let Shi Ruyu drive it to the university; it will make traveling more convenient for you in the future."
Shi Ruyu asked,
"Master, what will you drive then?"
Ji Xuantong casually replied,
"I bought a Wenda 9. Thanks to Chenzhou, I got a 10% discount from Daoist Science and Technology for the top-end model. Chenzhou, rember to get your driver’s license next year."
Old Ji now truly regarded his two True Disciples as his own children.
A second-hand Wenda 6, even outdated and depreciated, was still worth a good several hundred thousand in the market. He had a limited edition collectible model and he offered it without any hesitation.
"Understood, Master."
There was a mont of silence from Old Ji, then he spoke softly,
"I’ve had you as my True Disciples for over a year... To be honest, with my current strength, I’m probably not a match for your talents. If you need to change your True Inheritor Master in the future, just let know. Being a True Inheritor is just a title; if you wish, you can still call Master, and if not, that’s fine too."
Old Ji’s words carried a touch of sadness.
These were his true feelings.
Both of his disciples had bright futures ahead, especially Chenzhou, who was boundless in potential. It was inevitable that stronger persons would take notice and wish to take him on as a True Disciple. According to the law, as the first True Inheritor Master, his consent was required before any change could be made.
Shi Ruyu said with a smile,
"That won’t happen, Master. As you know, once we enter Martial Arts University, we can exchange Great rit for all the resources we need. Being your True Disciples is our fortune."
"That might be, but being a True Disciple does have its benefits."
Lu Chenzhou thought of Master Wang from Fangshan.
He had once wanted to take him as a True Disciple, but he had refused.
"It’s all thanks to you, Master, for leading this far; I’m not interested in changing."
Lu Chenzhou stated firmly.
Old Ji felt very gratified inside, but still said,
"Anyway, it’s up to you both to decide in the future; I won’t stop you."
...
June 1.
When Lu Chenzhou woke up, he saw a notification on his phone: [Your account ending in 9527 has received a paynt of 200,000 yuan (remark: prize money), the current balance is 240,000...]
According to the regulations, martial arts competition prize money that doesn’t exceed 500,000 yuan isn’t taxable, but any amount over 500,000 requires a 20% inco tax to be paid. So well-funded organizations might even cover the tax to leave a good impression on the talents... Daoist Science and Technology did just that.
"At least this eases my imdiate financial pressures."
Lu Chenzhou’s quick advancent in breakthroughs, in addition to the Martial Arts Tree, required a monthly provision of abundant Martial Arts Supplents; without investnt, there was no way in martial arts.
He had enough for 39 Great rit points to last until the August competition. After earning the prize money, he could continue to cultivate peacefully at school, without considering taking on missions.
Experience in martial arts was necessary, but safety always ca first.
Lu Chenzhou glanced at the calendar; in two months, he would face the martial arts college entrance exam. After the sumr, the school would welco a new batch of outstanding freshn, and competition would beco even more fierce.
In the afternoon.
Old Tian sent a ssage, asking everyone to get ready. The date for the practical training had been set. On June 9, the eight students from the genius class needed to go to Stone Lake Police Departnt to finalize the plan. The operation would start that night and end before the morning of the 10th.
A sense of urgency gripped Lu Chenzhou.
The day had arrived; he might have to face cultists with supernatural powers. He stroked the protective gear underneath his training clothes and looked towards the Martial Arts Tree.
[Arhat Skill: Small Success (98%)]
"I must achieve the Copper Buddha Arhat Body within a week."
Wang Gang had been too busy preparing for the sumr exams to help with cross-training recently. Relying on the Cross-Training Robot was ineffective, so Lu Chenzhou needed to find a new partner.
...
At the lakeside of Stone Lake, villa No. 13.
Lu Chenzhou knocked on the door.
Soon after, a young woman in pajamas opened the door.
"Hello, I’m looking for Mr. Chen."
"Honey, soone is looking for you."
"Who is it?"
"Don’t know."
Step, step, step!
The heavy footsteps approached, seemingly carrying the weight of a thousand jun, as a burly man with a buzz cut, standing about one ter ninety in height wearing a sleeveless shirt, appeared at the door.
He looked at the youth before him and asked,
"You looking for ?"
"My na is Lu Chenzhou."
"The one from the genius class?"
"Yes."
"You want to learn Hard Qi Gong, or Dragon Form Fist?"
"Hard Qi Gong."
"The tuition for Hard Qi Gong is quite expensive, 1 great rit for 1 hour."
Iron Pine Dragon Chen Jiu, the only teacher at the branch school who specialized in Hard Qi Gong.
Scarcity breeds value, one lesson for one great rit isn’t expensive.
Moreover, this man has the strength to Break Second Shackles.
Lu Chenzhou clenched his teeth and determinedly said,
"Okay."
"Co on in."
Lu Chenzhou arrived at Chen Jiu’s ho, which was cozy and simple. Twin babies were on the floor, playing with building blocks—too young to learn Martial Arts even if an Immortal were to teach them.
Chen Jiu said,
"I don’t have many Hard Qi Gong techniques, just ’Iron Armor Skill,’ ’Iron Head Skill,’ ’Iron Shield Skill,’ ’Iron Arm Skill,’ ’Iron Leg Skill,’ ’Iron Sand Palm,’ ’Arhat Body,’ ’Eighteen Arhats Golden Body Skill’...
Which one do you want to learn?"
Lu Chenzhou said,
"Mr. Chen, I’d like to ask for your help with arranged sparring."
"What skill are you cultivating?"
"Arhat Skill."
"What Realm?"
"Approaching Great Success."
"For sparring, it’s actually cheaper. You’re trying to Breakthrough, right?"
"Yes."
"Show what you’ve got; let’s see your level of Fire Control."
Lu Chenzhou lifted his training clothes to reveal his upper body, radiating a faint black light. The blackness was more tallic than when he’d first attained Small Success.
Chen Jiu, who had long since perfected his Arhat Skill, scrutinized Lu Chenzhou’s upper body, tapping it occasionally like one would check a waterlon.
"Breathe, close your mouth, channel your Qi!"
"Okay."
Lu Chenzhou imdiately breathed and circulated his Qi, veins bulging, muscles swelling.
Thump, thump, thump.
After feeling around a bit, Chen Jiu nodded slightly and said,
"Not bad. Here’s what we’ll do, you pay 50 great rits, then co here for two hours every day to spar, and I can get you to Great Success within a month."
Lu Chenzhou said,
"...Mr. Chen, I don’t have that much money. How about this, I pay you 14 great rits, and you spar with for a week, two hours each day."
He was worried that if he paid for too few lessons, Chen Jiu might not feel it’s worth his ti.
So he simply opted for the rate of one great rit per hour.
Chen Jiu looked at Lu Chenzhou and after a mont of silence said,
"If you’re looking to Breakthrough, one week definitely won’t be enough. I perfected my Arhat Skill long ago. Within Su City, including the Evil Tiger, there’s hardly anyone better at Hard Qi Gong than , and I consider myself to have so talent for Cross Training. It took a month to Breakthrough. I’m not telling you this to take those few great rits of yours."
He then showed his own card:
[Great rit Balance: 8422.]
So rich, Lu Chenzhou couldn’t help but think.
He knew Chen Jiu wouldn’t cheat him for money; those who could teach here were the finest Martial Artists, both in terms of ability and moral character.
But he truly was broke.
Lu Chenzhou earnestly said,
"Mr. Chen, I really don’t have that much money. Let’s just try a week for now. If it’s not enough, I’ll continue the lessons later... I hope you can understand."
He felt there was a chance he could Breakthrough in a week.
Chen Jiu sighed slightly.
"Alright... forget 14 rits, just give 10."
Chen Jiu understood the difficulties students faced, especially ones like Lu Chenzhou, who switched paths halfway and didn’t have a chance to accumulate great rits. From the way he spoke, he didn’t seem wealthy.
Helping even a little counts, creating good karma.
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