Chapter 5: The Martial Arts Bureau’s Attention
Urban Martial Arts System
âThis week, Ping is definitely pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. I have seen it a long time ago. This kind of wealthy family has countless resources. Even if it can be piled up with a resource pile, how can it be wasted?â
âYoung Master Zhou, I have no eyes. Your thigh still lacks pendants? If they are missing, do you want to see if I am suitable?â
âWhere is the one who said that he is going to eat shit? Come out!â
If you succeed, you will be regarded as the truth even if you fart. The candidates who had mocked Zhou Ping took a 180 degree turn. But the proudest was not Zhou Ping, it was Fu Xueyi.
âI already said that Young Master Zhou will definitely be admitted to Qingyang University. You scumbags dare not believe it? Young Master Zhou, I remember the person who said that he wants to eat shit. Do you want to catch him to let him fulfill his promise?â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Fu Xueyiâs words caused a person in the crowd to tremble and sneak away.
âForget it. I have to forgive people. I donât want to argue with them.â Zhou Ping waved his hand.
âYoung Master Zhou is really magnanimous.â
âYoung Master Zhou is of noble character.â
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Countless flattery came right after, making Fu Xueyi shy.
âBy the way, didnât you say that Li Xiaoyi and Young Master Zhou made a bet? If Young Master Zhou bet 10 billion, then what did Li Xiaoyi bet?â someone suddenly asked. The crowdâs curiosity was aroused.
Fu Xueyi glanced at Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping nodded. Fu Xueyi immediately stood up proudly. âYoung Master Zhou and Li Xiaoyi made a bet that if Li Xiaoyi loses, she will let Young Master Zhou do whatever he wants for a month.â
As soon as Fu Xueyi finished, the crowd erupted.
âThis is the end of Li Xiaoyi.â
âItâs too much for me to bet against Young Master Zhou. Is it miserable?â
âMy goddess⦠Huhuhuâ¦â
Li Xiaoyi had always been the school goddess, and countless peopleâs hearts were broken.
âItâs going to be fun next week.â
âSchool Goddess! If I could have this figure and face, I am willing to offer ten years of my life!â
The school goddess that was originally aloft was no different from the ruined willow on the side of the road in the eyes of everyone. The eyes of countless people looking at Young Master Zhou were full of envy and hatred.
Li Xiaoyi wanted the ground to swallow her. She, who was originally arrogant, now only felt despair. She wanted to escape, but where can she go after signing the martial contract?
âYou havenât been admitted to Qingyang University. What are you proud of?â Li Xiaoyi lashed out at Zhou Ping, but there was still a bit of pride.
âLetâs continue the next test,â Zhou Ping ignored Li Xiaoyi like a wailing dog.
âUhmm, we have to wait for the test.â The principal smiled bitterly.
âWhy?â Zhou Ping frowned, unsatisfied. Although Zhou Pingâs tone was very flat, it still made the principal uneasy.
This is a peerless genius! A peerless genius from this school. Zhou Ping is very likely to be the schoolâs highest honor in the future, and maybe it will make the school a key school in the future. If he is dissatisfied with anything and says something unfavorable about the school, then everything will be over.
âItâs the Martial Arts Guild. They attach great importance to Young Master Zhou. After receiving the call, they decided to send someone to oversee the next test,â the principal carefully explained, afraid that Zhou Ping might be dissatisfied.
âIn that case, wait a moment.â Zhou Ping did not embarrass the principal, which let the principal breathe a sigh of relief. Fu Xueyi cleverly brought a chair, but the principal kicked him away.
âHurry up, whoever, go and bring the carved red sandalwood chair in my office. There is also tea, and I will bring my best red robe. I will make tea for Young Master Zhou myself.â
Two teachers in the crowd quickly went out. Within half a minute, chairs, tea leaves, and a whole set of tea sets were brought over.
âYoung Master Zhou, please sit down.â The principal squeezed Fu Xueyi away, put the chair behind Zhou Ping, and picked up the tea set. âI have learned from tea ceremonies. I ask to serve tea for Young Master Zhou.â
The principalâs flattering performance, the act of making tea, was quite pleasing to the eye.
Zhou Ping had just two sips when a group of people rushed into the martial arts field.
âMan? Someone who can smash the tester with one punch?â The principal was shocked after seeing who was leading it.
âDirector Zheng, why did you come in person?â The principal hurried to meet him.
âIf I donât come, I am disrespecting the genius.â Director Zheng held the principalâs hand in excitement. âWhere is the peerless genius? Let me see him.â
âDonât get excited. Heâs here.â The principal quickly brought Director Zheng to Zhou Ping.
âThis is Young master Zhou. He is a peerless genius who smashed the tester with one punch. His grandfather is a member of the National Standing Committee, and his father is the mayor of Yu Qing.â
âMember of the National Standing Committee? Mayor of Yu Qing?â Director Zheng was taken aback.
Member of the National Standing Committee. That meant the leader of the country. Also, the mayor of Yu Qing was incredible. Yu Qing wasnât just a city. It was a municipality directly under the central government, and its status was higher than the average provincial capital, second only to the capital, Yanping City.
âIt turns out that Young Master Zhou is a wealthy man. I didnât know that. This is due to my negligence.â Director Zheng looked at Zhou Ping with respect. I thought he was a great genius, but I didnât expect that he had a rich background. The two of those together represent the prosperity of a family for hundreds of years.
âWhen will we continue testing?â
âI brought the latest tester from the Martial Arts Guild. This tester is much more advanced than the one in here. It will definitely be able to accurately test Young Master Zhouâs strength.â Director Zheng pointed to the tester he brought.
âThis tester can have up to five hundred points and is especially prepared for martial arts masters.â
Ten represents the strength of an adult who had not practiced martial arts. Five hundred represents the ultimate strength of fifty people. Director Zheng is full of confidence. After all, a person who possessed the strength equivalent to that of fifty people was already a real martial arts master. No matter how talented Zhou Ping was, he was just a high school student. It was impossible for him to possess the strength of a martial arts master.
âOh? Five hundred points?â Zhou Ping was also interested. After practicing God-level Iron Shirt, Zhou Ping didnât know how strong he was.
âLet me try!â
Zhou Ping didnât wait for the other staff to get ready. He went and punched the tester.
Boom!
The tester was destroyed.