Martial arts training is inherently a process of continuously tapping into the potential of the human body.
In this process, some individuals might awaken extraordinary abilities that surpass the imagination of ordinary people.
These individuals are referred to as innate martial artists.
"There is only one possibility: some innate martial artists, upon the awakening of their abilities, experience a surge in their vitality index. This aligns perfectly with the changes seen in Lu Sheng."
"As for his ridiculous combat power, far beyond that of a normal martial artist, it should be attributed to the innate ability he has awakened, perhaps something like strength," Xiao Yuhe mused, his thoughts clear. The doubts he had about Lu Sheng were completely dispelled, leaving only a feeling of relief and secret joy.
As a sixth-tier martial artist, Xiao Yuhe was fully aware of the immense value an innate martial artist holds.
If one in a thousand regular people might become an official martial artist, then one in a thousand martial artists might not even be born with innate talent.
Just imagine how rare such individuals are.
Not to mention someone like Lu Sheng, who possessed extraordinary innate talent.
Xiao Yuhe had been the president of the White River City Martial Artists Association for nearly eight years. He had thought that this was the peak of his life—serving as president for a few more years before retiring.
But now!
Xiao Yuhe saw a glimmer of hope for promotion!
"If... If I can properly nurture Lu Sheng, and help him reach a certain height, the rewards he brings me might just allow me to climb even higher..."
Xiao Yuhe wasn't obsessed with power, nor was he a power-hungry man.
What truly mattered to him were the resources that power could bring.
If he could rise another level, the resources he could access would be far beyond the meager resources available to a mere president of White River City's Martial Artists Association.
With these resources, Xiao Yuhe would have the chance to step into the realm he had always dreamed of.
Seventh-tier, Grandmaster!
"If I had enough resources, why would I need to waste my days stuck in an office writing reports? To hell with that godforsaken desk!"
Xiao Yuhe had grown tired of the routine. The mere sight of the word "god" made him sick.
At the thought of this, Xiao Yuhe could hardly contain his excitement and joy. He quickly gave instructions to his secretary.
"Hurry, arrange a car for me! I'm going to personally visit Lu Sheng's house. I need to thank his parents for raising such a fine son..."
"Understood, President."
...
Ni Shuang stood outside the martial hall, pacing back and forth, her expression showing signs of irritation.
A young man, wearing a uniform from the Hongchuan Martial Hall, came running in breathlessly.
"Senior Sister Ni..."
"Well?" Ni Shuang's eyes lit up, and she asked eagerly, "Any news?"
The young man wiped the sweat off his forehead and nodded, saying, "Yes. His name is Lu Sheng, a student from White River No. 3 High School. He's a senior this year. His father works as a laborer at 'Shenxing Logistics,' and his mother works as a cashier at Jia Jia Fu Supermarket. He has a younger sister, and they live in Building 15 of the Bilan neighborhood..."
"Good!" Ni Shuang clenched her fist with a look of delight on her face.
The young man, seeing her reaction, was puzzled. Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked, "Senior Sister, what do you want with this Lu Sheng? Did he offend you?"
"If you ask me, he's just a kid. There's no need to push him this hard..."
"Shut up!" Ni Shuang snapped, interrupting him with irritation.
What was this nonsense? Was she the type to go after a kid out of some petty grudge?
The young man wisely kept quiet, not daring to speak further.
After all, Ni Shuang was the martial hall master's daughter and incredibly powerful. No one in the hall could match her strength. She was the undisputed senior sister.
At that moment, Ni Shuang received a phone call.
"Got it."
She hung up the phone, her handsome face reflecting a mix of emotions.
The call had come from her friend at the Martial Artists Association.
"I knew it would be quick, but I didn't expect it to be this fast..." Ni Shuang took a deep breath, her expression returning to calm as she walked outside.
"Take me to Lu Sheng's house. By the way, tell the junior brothers to buy some gifts, something suitable for parents and a young girl about sixteen or seventeen. Make sure they're a bit expensive..."
...
"Mr. Zhong, tomorrow I must see the student you mentioned, Lu Sheng, in person.
The school board won't approve the scholarship without seeing his grades with their own eyes. Moreover..."
The vice-principal pushed his glasses up and coldly added, "As I understand it, this student, Lu Sheng, has not attended school for nearly two weeks.
Have you contacted his parents?"
Zhong Zhenguo frowned and said, "Vice-principal, do you still not believe what I'm telling you?"
"Is that report card you submitted really enough?" The vice-principal shook his head.
Zhong Zhenguo's eyes flashed with anger, but mostly, there was helplessness. He had always thought he held some sway at the school, but now he realized that in the eyes of the school board, a mere second-tier martial artist like him wasn't important at all.
He was just an ordinary practical instructor.
There were plenty of people who could take his place.
After a brief silence, Zhong Zhenguo finally conceded.
"Alright, I promise that Lu Sheng will return to school this week. But at his request, would it be possible not to inform his parents?"
"No," the vice-principal coldly refused. "It's already a serious violation for him to miss school for over a week. I haven't expelled him yet, which is already showing you some favor.
And, Mr. Zhong, I must remind you that your handling of this situation is all wrong.
You're basically covering for a troublemaker. Do you realize that...?"
Zhong Zhenguo wanted to say more, but the vice-principal raised his hand, signaling he didn't want to hear it anymore.
Zhong Zhenguo stood up.
"Well then, I'll leave now, Vice-principal."
The vice-principal gave a dismissive grunt, not even looking up from his paperwork.
Zhong Zhenguo sighed softly and turned to leave.
At that moment, someone burst through the door with great enthusiasm.
"Good news! Big news! Ha-ha..."
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