My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Liangjiang County.
Inside the Confucian and Taoist College.
A certain great scholar looked at the many chaotic students and shouted angrily:
"What is there to be proud of? Have you read all the books of sages?!"
"Zeng Anmin is such a talented person, but he is still sitting in his seat and concentrating on studying. What about you?!"
The students immediately fell silent.
The great scholar said coldly:
"The ranking of this college entrance examination has been determined."
"Zeng Anmin's test paper won the first place among the three counties. The title of the test paper was "My Father, the Governor."
"Ask more people for advice!"
The scene was instantly quiet.
Everyone looked at Zeng Anmin.
The look in his eyes was strange and ambiguous.
Zeng Anmin was too busy to deal with them.
He was completely immersed in his gold finger panel at this time.
The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at the plug-in:
(Prismatic) High-end Power: Your combat power is always one level higher than your martial arts realm.
(Prismatic) Ancestral Dragon's Covenant: Consumes lifespan to improve martial arts realm.
(Prismatic) Artifact Forge: Obtain a martial arts artifact every eighty years, and obtain one immediately.
(Gold) Warrior's Heart: For every 9 feet of distance from the target, the power of your martial arts aura becomes [-]% stronger.
"Brother, my father is a Confucian sage, why do you insist on making me become a crude warrior?!"

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