High Martial Arts Era

Chapter 62: Temporarily Classified as Grade A

Crack~ The cabin door opened fully, an automatic locking mechanism preventing it from closing abruptly. Then, a staircase slowly extended from the doorway, landing steadily on the playground.

A middle-aged man in a black martial arts uniform and a young man in a suit appeared at the doorway, following the steps down.

"You must be Professor Ming, a pleasure to meet you," the vice principal extended his hand.

The middle-aged man in the martial arts uniform gave a polite smile, "Hello."

Then, the middle-aged man turned his gaze to Xu Bo, standing nearby, "Xu Bo, long time no see."

"Senior Ming," Xu Bo greeted with a touch of respect, "I didn't expect you to come."

Xu Bo knew how formidable this middle-aged man was. He appeared to be in his forties but was actually eighty years old, a powerful source martial artist and a renowned professor at Jiangbei Martial Arts University, highly respected in the province.

Xu Bo had once met him briefly. Martial artists have excellent memories, and once they meet someone, they rarely forget.

"Haha, why wouldn't I come?" Senior Ming smiled, "I'm here not just to see you, but to check on the future talents of Jiangbei Province."

They conversed like old friends.

"These must be the students your school is recommending this year," Senior Ming's gaze turned to Li Yuan and the others, his eyes flashing with a sharp glint.

Boom! Boom!

As his gaze swept over them, Li Yuan instantly felt a powerful oppressive force, his heart pounding.

It felt like an ordinary person encountering a tiger staring at them from three meters away in the wild.

His soul was about to explode!

Fortunately, Li Yuan's mental strength had already reached level 15, and he had been tempered by the burning sun in his mental palace day and night, his will becoming exceptionally strong.

He remained unfazed!

In contrast, the other nine students, except for Lin Lanyue and Gu Qianghan, subconsciously took two steps back.

Some students even let out a cry before realizing nothing was wrong, lowering their heads in embarrassment.

"Psychic pressure?" Li Yuan thought.

He recalled from his "Basic Martial Arts Course" book that the stronger a being's vitality, spirit, and will, the more they naturally exuded a biological magnetic field that oppressed weaker life forms around them.

This is what ordinary people refer to as 'aura.'

"Not bad, all good seedlings," Senior Ming's aura returned to normal as he smiled.

"You're too kind, Senior Ming," the vice principal responded politely.

Whoosh!

Senior Ming stepped forward, his figure appearing phantom-like as he crossed ten meters to stand before Lin Lanyue.

Everyone immediately looked over.

"Senior Ming," Lin Lanyue greeted respectfully.

"Lin Lanyue?" Senior Ming's voice softened, "It seems the Lin family is producing another outstanding heroine."

"You know me, Senior?" Lin Lanyue was slightly surprised.

"Yes," Senior Ming smiled, "Years ago, I collaborated with your father. I have great respect for him."

Everyone around was astonished, their eyes fixed on Lin Lanyue. They could tell from the conversation that her father was quite extraordinary.

"Senior Ming's attitude is surprisingly good," the vice principal and the senior year director were both surprised.

They did not know the true background of Lin Lanyue. The 'family information' she presented was optimized.

"Thank you, Senior Ming," Lin Lanyue said modestly.

"Work hard," Senior Ming smiled.

Then he turned to Li Yuan, standing nearby, "What's your name, student?"

"Li Yuan," he responded respectfully.

"Li Yuan?" Senior Ming smiled, "I'll remember that. Li Yuan, if you don't choose one of the top five universities, Jiangbei Martial Arts University's 'Martial Artist Class' will always welcome you. I'll keep a special training contract ready for you."

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

"Li Yuan is that strong?" Gu Qianghan looked at Li Yuan curiously.

Other students were equally stunned.

A spot in the Martial Artist Class at Jiangbei Martial Arts University? Most students present didn't care much about that.

As top ten students in their grade, their goals were the top five universities.

But to have a special training contract reserved specifically?

This meant Senior Ming had high expectations for Li Yuan, believing his potential far exceeded that of the other students present.

"Li Yuan didn't score higher than us in the mock exam," some students exchanged confused glances, wondering if Li Yuan's strength was far beyond theirs. But none dared to show it.

"For me? Reserving a special training contract?" Li Yuan was also taken aback.

Could Senior Ming, like Master Wan, also sense the uniqueness of his mental strength?

"Li Yuan, thank Senior Ming," Xu Bo urged quietly.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior," Li Yuan said respectfully.

"Haha, no need to be so polite," Senior Ming laughed, then addressed all the students, "I know your goals are the top five universities, but you can also consider Jiangbei Martial Arts University as a backup choice."

"Furthermore, observers from the top five universities will be present at this event."

"I hope you all strive hard during these five days."

"Alright, board the aircraft."

...

As the aircraft departed, the vice principal couldn't help but ask Xu Bo, "Do you know who Lin Lanyue's father is?"

"No," Xu Bo shook his head.

"And Li Yuan?" the senior year director was curious, "In terms of grades, Li Yuan doesn't even match Lin Lanyue. Why is Senior Ming so partial to him?"

"Maybe he wants to adopt Li Yuan as his godson," Xu Bo joked.

The senior year director was speechless.

...

Inside the aircraft, besides Senior Ming and a few teachers from Jiangbei Martial Arts University, there were already a dozen students seated. Judging by their school badges, they were from other schools in Guanshan District.

"Looks like they're from First High School."

"They have so many spots, our school only got two."

"Don't complain. Their tenth-ranked student probably has better grades than your top student."

Students from other schools murmured among themselves.

"Sit according to your numbers and fasten your seatbelts," the young man in a suit instructed.

Lin Lanyue, Li Yuan, Gu Qianghan, and the others sat in two rows according to their grades.

Li Yuan, ranking sixth in the grade, sat opposite Lin Lanyue.

"Thanks for yesterday," Li Yuan said softly to Lin Lanyue.

"It was nothing," Lin Lanyue nodded.

Gu Qianghan was curious, "Sis, what happened with you and Li Yuan yesterday?"

"Sit down and shut up," Lin Lanyue said coldly.

Gu Qianghan dared not ask further.

"Li Yuan, have you awakened your martial spirit?" the short-haired, sturdy youth sitting in the middle looked at Li Yuan with curiosity and a hint of fighting spirit.

Other students also looked at Li Yuan curiously.

They remembered the scene earlier where Senior Ming treated Li Yuan differently.

"No," Li Yuan shook his head.

"Not awakened?" the sturdy youth was puzzled, "Then why did Senior Ming..."

"I don't know," Li Yuan shook his head.

The sturdy youth frowned, about to ask further.

"Dong Haifeng," Lin Lanyue suddenly spoke coldly, "Didn't anyone teach you not to pry into others' privacy?"

"Lanyue, you?" Dong Haifeng's face changed.

"Lanyue is what you call her?" Gu Qianghan was displeased, "Use her full name."

Dong Haifeng was stunned, looking at Lin Lanyue by the window. She had closed her eyes, clearly not wanting to engage with him.

"Got it," Dong Haifeng muttered.

Then, his gaze swept over Li Yuan, a faint trace of disdain in his eyes.

But he said nothing more.

Disliking someone doesn't require words.

"Dong Haifeng?" Li Yuan, with his strong mental strength, sensed his emotions.

Dong Haifeng, whose martial arts grades were consistently in the top three of the grade, was comparable to Gu Qianghan.

Li Yuan didn't know why Dong Haifeng disliked him but didn't care.

"I'm not a Blue Star coin, I can't be liked by everyone," Li Yuan shook his head slightly, "Even Blue Star coins are called the source of all evil by some."

...

Jiangbei Martial Arts University, in its most central area, had a towering steel war fortress over 300 meters high, exuding a strong sense of technological prowess.

From a distance, it looked like a futuristic steel city.

Inside the steel city, in a small conference room, over ten men and women in uniform sat in a circle.

Their uniforms bore a badge with a towering mountain emblem on the chest.

"The students for the invitation event will arrive this afternoon."

"These eighty-eight students are our main targets for this visit. Try to persuade them to apply to Kunlun Martial Arts University," said a bald, burly man, around fifty years old, sitting at the head of the table.

"We've quickly reviewed their profiles. Each target has been assigned to you."

"Three S-level targets."

"Thirteen A-level targets."

"Seventy-two B-level targets."

"Prepare detailed assessment reports. Once you determine a student meets the B-level criteria, interview and sign them immediately. Understood?" the bald man asked in a deep voice.

"Understood," everyone responded in unison.

"Any additions?" the bald man asked.

"Dean Li," a gentle voice suddenly spoke, "I would like to add another assessment target."

Everyone turned to look.

"Old Fan?" Dean Li looked over.

The speaker was an unremarkable-looking elder in his sixties.

It was Fan Jin, a teacher from Kunlun Martial Arts University's 'Eighth College.'

"Who?" Dean Li inquired.

"Li Yuan," Fan Jin replied.

"Li Yuan?" Dean Li pondered, "A student from First High School in Guanshan District, Li Yuan?"

"Yes," Fan Jin nodded.

"His martial arts skills are decent, A-level standard, but other aspects are average, not enough for B-level," Dean Li shook his head.

He was thoroughly familiar with the profiles of over a thousand students participating in the invitation event.

"The information is incomplete," Fan Jin said directly. "I'll add two points."

"First, his skills are top-notch, already in the top thousand of the Blue Star youth rankings, meeting the S-level standard baseline."

"Second, his mental strength talent is exceptionally strong, comparable to a level-15 martial artist," Fan Jin stated.

The teachers present were all astonished.

"Is the information reliable?" Dean Li's eyes lit up as he asked.

"Reliable. Last October, he signed a B-level contract with Starlight Martial Hall," Fan Jin confirmed.

"Alright, temporarily classify him as A-level, and prioritize his assessment," Dean Li said to Fan Jin. "Old Fan, you're in charge."

"Five days later, I want a detailed assessment report on him."