Two days later, June 7th.
It was a day off, and Lu Chenzhou, who hadn’t been ho in a long ti, visited the Stone Lake Garden. Li Xianghua prepared a table full of dishes, while Lu Guoping was gazing out from the balcony.
"Ha ha ha, this campus should be completed soon."
He was naturally thinking about the new branch campus of Dragon City Martial Arts University.
"Stop looking. You’ve checked it out a dozen tis today. Co and eat."
"Coming, coming."
At the dining table, the family was in high spirits.
"By the way, Mom, I need to take an exam this afternoon to qualify as a Basic Boxing coach. It will be over quickly, then I’m headed to the Martial Arts Hall, and I’ll go straight back to university tonight."
"You’re planning to work part-ti as a Basic Boxing coach?"
"Yeah, I’m already at Fourth Rank cultivation. It’s more than enough to teach ordinary people. You won’t have to worry about my living expenses anymore; I can stand on my own."
Lu Guoping asked,
"Will it interfere with your own practice?"
"Not at all, I’ll only be teaching four or five classes a week. Plus, I’m only finding students near ho. I won’t travel far—that’d just waste ti."
"That sounds good."
...
At 3 PM, Lu Chenzhou went to the Flying Swallow Martial Arts Hall.
He had arranged to et Old Zhang there.
"Brother Lu has arrived!"
"Why call him brother? Call him the champion!"
Everyone joked.
Du, who had been training, wiped off his sweat and ran over,
"Chenzhou, it’s been half a month since you’ve been here."
They were unaware of Lu Chenzhou’s killing.
"I’ve been a bit busy with school recently. Has Old Zhang arrived?"
"He’s already here, in the Master’s Martial Arts Room."
"Alright then, I’ll wait."
"Don’t just wait, how about practicing a bit?"
Du clenched his fists in preparation.
Lu Chenzhou smiled,
"Sure, why not."
Du embarrassedly said,
"Just don’t use your Dark Force, and don’t go easy on . I want to see how big the gap between us is... Oh, and I’m taking the Pingjiang Martial Arts University exam tomorrow."
"Congratulations in advance on passing!"
"Heh heh heh, I feel pretty good about it."
Both stood steady on the posts and prepared to start. Du had actually made a lot of progress in the last six months, but he was still far behind Chenzhou. However, his Qi-Blood had reached 1.9, and he was close to breaking 2—the Fourth Rank’s standard being 2.07.
"I’ll still use the Sea Sweeping stance."
" too."
Hearing this, a spark of hope ignited in Du. Chenzhou’s main form was Tiger, and by using Swallow Form, he might be able to... hold on for a while.
The sparring began, and Lu Chenzhou, not using any Dark Force, moved like a real swiftlet riding the winds, with a fierce and rapid onslaught.
Du’s expression drastically changed.
"So fast!"
He tried his best to resist but beca increasingly disordered.
"Returning Swallow Beak!"
Lu Chenzhou pivoted and side-struck with one move, knocking the sweat-drenched Du off the wooden post. Du regained his stance but stood there sowhat doubting his life.
"Thirteen seconds..."
He had only lasted 13 seconds.
"Don’t be discouraged. Even though I didn’t use Dark Force, the Fourth Rank’s Qi-Blood isn’t sothing your Third Rank can contend with. Plus, my ’Sea Sweeping Body’ form has reached Small Success, and your movent technique still has many flaws, especially in the Cutting and Sweeping Steps—you could practice those more."
Du was speechless. Lu Chenzhou was really a freak.
Monts later, he gratefully said,
"Thanks for that."
"Damn, Chenzhou, are you even human?"
Qin Zheng had returned from the restroom just in ti to hear about Chenzhou’s ’Sea Sweeping Body’ reaching Small Success... they had started learning on the sa day, but he had only just gotten proficient. As president of the Martial Arts Society, he felt worlds apart from his good brother.
Lu Chenzhou gave a slight smile and said,
"Mr. President, when are you hitting Third Rank?"
He also often peeked at the Martial Arts Society chat group. Li Linling had already been admitted to Su City University and would have more ti to practice Martial Arts now. It was said that she was confident she could achieve Third Rank this year, while Qin Zheng was still at Second Rank, a bit inferior.
Qin Zheng sighed,
"Don’t ntion it, I’m neither good at studying nor at Martial Arts training. I’m a failure, and I might as well just go back ho and take over my dad’s business."
Others gave him disdainful looks.
Well, that’s so Versailles syndro speaking.
Soon, Old Zhang ca out, laughing heartily,
"Long ti no see, ’Martial Fanatic Xiao Lu’!"
’Martial Fanatic Xiao Lu’ was the nickna given to Lu Chenzhou in the ’Mortal Bone’ video, and his inspirational story had touched many young boys and girls. Lu Chenzhou’s account ID on the Mortal Bone app was also "Martial Fanatic Xiao Lu," fitting his "persona."
"Chenzhou is kind of a little internet celebrity now."
"What celebrity, it doesn’t sound nice."
Everyone had naturally seen that video. Qin Zheng, fearing that no one would comnt and the topic would fizzle out, had his housekeeper register several accounts to hype it up.
Lu Chenzhou said,
"Old Zhang, I have obtained my coaching certification."
Old Zhang exclaid joyfully,
"Great, from today you can start to look for students on the app. Our app doesn’t have many users yet; it hasn’t ford a community atmosphere. As it gradually grows, soone like you, who has been a champion in exchange matches, will be highly sought after."
Lu Chenzhou nodded.
"Mm, I’m just doing it as a part-ti leisure activity, not expecting to make a lot of money. If there are students, I’ll teach; if not, it’s fine. I still need to thank you for your help."
Old Zhang said,
"Don’t ntion it. By the way, what do you plan to charge initially?"
Lu Chenzhou asked,
"Would 400 per session be okay?"
Old Zhang paused, then said with a wry smile,
"Chenzhou, aren’t you undervaluing yourself?"
"Is that too low?"
"Yeah, those ordinary boxing coaches at Martial Arts Halls, even so regular fitness coaches charge two to three hundred per session. And you’re only asking for four hundred?"
"How much then? Five hundred?"
"Let think about it, you’re from Dragon City High School, you’ve mastered Dark Force, won a district exchange match championship, and you’ve got a real inheritance from a Martial Artist... start at 700 per session. But to attract clients initially, 600 per session is okay."
"600... is that high? Our Martial Arts Academy charges only 1000 for ordinary students." Lu Chenzhou seed hesitant, sowhat lacking in confidence.
Old Zhang explained,
"That’s different, my man. Ordinary students at the academy, aside from public classes, are just under the assistant instructors, not taught personally by the master. If you want personal guidance from the master, it starts at a minimum of 2000."
Lu Chenzhou thought about it.
"Alright, 600 to start with, and if it doesn’t work, I’ll lower the price."
"Don’t worry."
Old Zhang had done plenty of market research and was very confident. The two chatted a bit more, then Old Zhang went off to handle his busy schedule. With the product launching, there was a lot to do.
Lu Chenzhou then went to see Ji Xuantong. Ji Xuantong was of course aware of the project Old Zhang was working on. Initially, he didn’t pay it any mind, but seeing Old Zhang’s determination, as a friend, he provided so help he could afford.
He spoke earnestly,
"Chenzhou, I don’t object to these activities, just don’t let them hinder your Martial Arts Cultivation. These little gains now are insignificant compared to your future."
"I understand, Teacher."
"How’s your cultivation lately?"
Lu Chenzhou updated Ji Xuantong on his recent progress.
Old Ji’s face, which had been rather tense, now relaxed.
"Not bad!"
Ji Xuantong took out a gift box from a large cardboard box and handed it to Lu Chenzhou.
"Teacher... what’s this?"
"The Champion gift box from Martial dicine Factory No.6."
"I’ve already received the True Inheritance gift box; how can I accept this?"
Lu Chenzhou glanced at the box, the retail price was again over a hundred thousand.
This was too valuable.
"Take it, and from now on don’t refuse anything your master gives you, understood?"
Ji Xuantong’s expression turned stern as he pushed the box toward Lu Chenzhou.
Lu Chenzhou hurriedly accepted, imdiately showing his respect to Ji Xuantong.
The initial registration fee of sixty thousand, he had already earned back several hundred thousand.
He scanned it.
[Champion’s large gift package, custom-made for disciples! Martial dicine Factory No.6, understands the deep care of masters around the world! Contains 8 boxes of Qi Boosting One and 1 box of Bone Strengthening One.]
"These dicine factories are really good at coming up with ways to make money."
The world was a place of human relationships; gifts were often required, especially in the Martial Arts community. Lu Chenzhou could only strive harder in his cultivation to not disappoint his master’s kindness.
Ji Xuantong knew that Lu Chenzhou felt burdened, he said, "Just focus on your training! Win a few more championships later, and help advertise our Martial Arts Academy."
Old Ji also felt sowhat guilty; he thought that if he hadn’t invited Lu Chenzhou to the contest last ti, there wouldn’t have been the subsequent incidents, so he wanted to make ands. He decided that if there were competitions in the future, he must personally take his disciple to and from school.
Old Ji suddenly rembered sothing and asked,
"By the way, didn’t you ntion before that you wanted to learn Hard Qigong?"
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