Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 42 Light
Zhang Xinglie continued: "Unfortunately, many people regard me as a freak."

"My brain has been different from many people's since I was a child."

"I always stubbornly think about one problem after another, and I must think deeply about it. So much so that in the early elementary school, even in exams, I was too lazy to answer those seemingly simple questions, which was a waste of time."

"Because I spend a lot of time thinking, or I use my brain for thinking instead of daily actions, I don't get a lot done."

"He can't tie his shoelaces properly, he can't button his shirt correctly, he doesn't know how to wipe his runny nose, he looks like a fool who can't take care of himself."

"But actually, I don't care at all. I haven't cared about such things since I was a child."

"I think some people are really stupid. They always do meaningless stupid things, including adults. I don't even bother to say a word to them. Later I found out that married couples are also like this."

Everyone laughed, especially the adult alumni.

"I am weird, but in comparison, Zhou Leng is also weird, even weirder than me."

"Because he never thought it was a problem that I couldn't tie my shoelaces well, he would wipe my nose for me, he said, he thought I was awesome."

"He thinks I'm smarter than others."

“When someone laughed at me, he would always stand beside me and glare at them.”

"So even though I am the eldest senior brother in No. 8 Middle School, I was just Zhou Leng's younger brother in the first and second grades of elementary school."

"I still don't understand why he's so weird. Just think about it, so many adults and children think I'm weird, as if the whole world is judging me, but he's a child and he doesn't care at all."

“Thinking about it now, it’s as if I was despising the world, but when the world beat me, I had no way to stop it. Zhou Leng dared to resist.”

"I was a little touched at the time, but I still thought he was a fool, a strange fool."

Some people laughed.

"Later, I grew up slowly. To be more precise, I began to actively correct my intuition and use reason to learn how to survive in this world. Slowly, I became more and more normal."

"For me, these things are not difficult. It just depends on whether I am willing to learn them."

"When I was in the fifth or sixth grade, I became a little genius. I excelled in both literary and martial arts. By the sixth grade, I was invincible in all the elementary schools around me."

"The adults and children who used to treat me like a fool have changed their attitude towards me. No one dares to laugh at me anymore. Do you think Zhou Leng will become my little brother?"

"He is still that weird idiot. His studies and martial arts are average, but he never follows me like those so-called younger brothers."

"In his eyes, I will always be a friend who grew up with me, a friend named Zhang Xinglie."

"Whether I was mobbed with snot running down my nose or I was beating up a bunch of seniors by myself, in his eyes, I hadn't changed."

"Besides that one oddity, he's pretty normal."

"He comes from an ordinary family, and I've never seen him take any pills."

"He has an average personality. He doesn't usually treat people well and doesn't have much emotional intelligence."

"He is an average student and his grades are generally OK, neither high nor low."

"His martial arts skills are average. He has a small advantage, but he is not a genius."

“No one around him had any expectations of him.”

“But I think he will be different in the future.”

"I didn't know why I thought so, until President Lu called me and said that Xihai Wuda cancelled Zhou Leng's qualification for supplementary admission."

"I was beyond angry."

Zhang Xinglie narrowed his eyes slightly.

"At first I didn't understand why I was so angry, because when I was a kid I wasn't angry even when I was laughed at and insulted. I've encountered many, many things, but I didn't get angry."

"I sat and thought and thought, but I couldn't figure it out."

"It wasn't until I woke up the next day that I finally figured it out."

Zhang Xinglie slowly scanned the entire audience.

"Because, when I was the most ordinary or even clumsy, his eyes penetrated the high walls intertwined by countless people and saw the light in me."

"Now, he has clearly radiated his light, but he is blocked by the wall of Xihai Wuda."

"I suddenly realized, is it possible that everyone actually has light in them, but it is also blocked?"

"So, I came back from Xiongcheng and stood here."

"Just so that more people can see the radiance of Zhou Leng."

"Also, the light of more ordinary people can be seen."

Principal Lu clapped his hands vigorously.

wow...

Almost everyone applauded with all their might, and the louder the applause was than any previous applause.

Xu Qingjin lowered his head, wiped the corners of his eyes, raised his head, smiled, and clapped.

Hu Yi clapped his hands, tears streaming down his face.

Principal Lu moved his lips and said loudly: "Please invite Zhou Leng to the stage to receive the award. This award is not the Progress Award, but the school's newly established 'First Zhou Leng Progress Award'."

wow...

The applause was loud.

The three Xiantians stood up, and everyone followed suit. The students of the original Class 3 looked at Principal Lu in disbelief. The Zhou Leng Progress Award meant that every class of students in the Eighth Middle School would be famous for this name.

"Go up and receive your award quickly." Teacher Sun Xiong whispered.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath and walked onto the podium.

Principal Lu handed the crystal trophy of the "First Zhou Leng Progress Award" to Zhang Xinglie.

Zhang Xinglie laughed and handed the trophy to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng took it.

The two men raised their right arms, struck their hands together, and then clasped them.

Principal Lu stood between the two of them, and offstage, camera shutters clicked continuously.

The crowd cheered.

Principal Lu took out another gift box and announced into the microphone: "As the first winner of the 'Zhou Leng Progress Award', the Eighth Middle School Committee has decided to give Zhou Leng a special reward of one Yuan-boosting Pill to commend his record of improving by 60,000 places!"

After saying that, he handed the Bu Yuan Pill to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng took the gift box and bowed to express his gratitude.

Before leaving the stage, Zhang Xinglie walked to the microphone again with a frivolous smile on his face.

"I can't answer President Lu's question. I don't know if Zhou Leng is worthy of Xihai Wuda."

There was silence.

"But I know that Xihai Wuda is not worthy of Zhou Leng."

After Zhang Xinglie finished speaking, he walked off the stage with Zhou Leng.

Some people in the audience admired Zhang Xinglie's dominance, some shook their heads slightly, and some looked at Principal Lu helplessly.

After the commendation meeting, Zhou Leng thanked Principal Lu privately.

After giving some instructions, Principal Lu asked Zhou Leng to see Zhang Xinglie off and not to delay his flight.

So Zhou Leng accompanied Zhang Xinglie into the car.

"Go to Yulongwan Community." Zhang Xinglie said.

"Not going to the airport?"

"It's not easy to come back, and my relatives are waiting for me. Besides, today's flight to Xiongcheng is in the evening."

Zhou Leng said: "I have delayed you for a long time this time."

Zhang Xinglie smiled and said, "No delay. Did I perform well on stage?"

"You're good at everything you do, but you praise me a little too much." Zhou Leng said.

"No, I'm holding back."

"Hmm?" Zhou Leng looked at Zhang Xinglie.

Zhang Xinglie sat with his arms and legs spread out, looking ahead, as if lost in memories.

After a long while, Zhang Xinglie said, "You are also familiar with Gao Haoda and the others."

Zhou Leng nodded. Zhang Xinglie had his own circle of friends, all of whom were admitted to the top ten martial arts schools. They often played magic sports together, and Zhou Leng occasionally participated.

"Half a year ago, you fell ill. Gao Haoda knew that you and I had a very good relationship, so he asked me why I didn't give you some pills so that you could recover faster."

"I said, what you lack is not the elixir."

Zhang Xinglie turned his head and the two looked at each other.

Zhang Xinglie grinned.

"What you lack is an opportunity."

"When you finish the entrance exam and walk to the podium with a perfect score of 9, when your brilliance is seen by others, the time has come."

The car stopped.

Zhang Xinglie said, "You still have to go to the party, don't worry about me."

Zhou Leng got out of the car and helped Zhang Xinglie with his luggage.

Zhang Xinglie pushed the suitcase, took three steps, and suddenly turned around, looked at Zhou Leng with a bright smile.

"Zhou Leng, do me a favor."

"Ah."

"Promise me first."

"I promise."

"Please keep climbing up the martial arts path and move higher up the leaderboard. Help me prove that Xihai Wuda is not worthy of you."

"it is good!"

Zhang Xinglie, as majestic as a lion, turned around with a big laugh, strode forward, turned his back to Zhou Leng, and waved.

Zhou Leng looked at Zhang Xinglie's back, with tiny sparks of fire flickering in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)