High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 3 Sun Chan Hall

The next morning.

Qin Feng woke up.

After washing up and eating the breakfast his father had prepared, he opened his wrist terminal and found the contact named "Sun Chantang".

[Qin Feng: Hello, Master Sun. I'm Qin Feng, introduced by Wang Ming. I'd like to enroll in the martial arts school.]

I received a reply less than ten seconds after the message was sent.

[Sun Chantang: Come to the martial arts school at 10:00 AM today. The address is 7th floor, Building B, Industrial Zone No. 3.]

The reply was concise and to the point.

Qin Feng: Okay, I'll be there on time.

After putting away his terminal, Qin Feng said goodbye to his father and then went out to take the maglev bus to Industrial Zone No. 3.

Industrial Zone No. 3 is located in the far suburbs of the city, in stark contrast to the bustling city center.

The sky here is always gray, and huge pipes coil between buildings like steel pythons, with the smell of machine oil and metal dust permeating the air.

Large cargo shuttles hummed with a deep rumble on the low-altitude airway, while on the ground, workers in blue or gray overalls could be seen hurrying along everywhere.

Qin Feng found Building B according to the address.

This is a towering multi-purpose building with a rugged metal exterior, making it look more like a huge factory.

He entered the building and took the freight elevator to the 7th floor.

The elevator doors opened, and a breathtaking view unfolded before us.

Unlike the rugged industrial area downstairs, this place has been completely opened up, forming a huge space of over 3,000 square meters.

The ground is paved with black high-strength composite material, and one wall is a floor-to-ceiling window that offers a panoramic view of the industrial area outside.

On the other side of the wall, there are all kinds of training equipment hanging.

Gravity chamber, reaction force tester, punching target... it has everything.

The four large, flamboyant metal characters “Extreme Martial Arts School” hang on the wall directly in front of you. The characters are vigorous and powerful, exuding an aura of iron-blooded ruthlessness.

There were already more than a dozen people training in the martial arts gym. Shouts and the clanging of equipment filled the air, creating a vibrant and energetic atmosphere.

Qin Feng walked to the front desk, where a young staff member greeted him.

"Hello, I'm looking for Master Sun."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Yes, around 10 o'clock."

"Okay, please wait a moment. Master Sun is inside. Please wait in the rest area with the others."

The staff member pointed to an area not far away.

Qin Feng thanked him and walked over.

There were several metal benches in the rest area, and two people were already sitting there.

When he saw one of the faces clearly, he was momentarily stunned.

The man was dressed in a clean tracksuit, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and had a refined demeanor. He was none other than his homeroom teacher, Li Weiguo.

Li Weiguo also saw him and was equally surprised.

"Qin Feng? What are you doing here?"

"Teacher Li."

Qin Feng greeted him politely, "I... am here to register for the martial arts school."

Li Weiguo nodded, his eyes showing little surprise, but rather a hint of understanding.

He pointed to the two boys beside him.

"Liu Xiaoli and Zhou Heyuan have made the same choice as you."

Qin Feng looked over and, sure enough, it was a classmate.

Like him, Liu Xiaoli was also a "poor student" who was advised to drop out due to his low vitality index.

He was thin and looked somewhat reserved, giving Qin Feng a shy smile.

The other Zhou Heyuan, however, was completely different from them.

He had a well-proportioned physique and smooth muscle lines. Although his grades were among the "poor students," everyone knew that he was simply lazy and didn't put his mind to his studies. His father was a Level 2 certified martial artist, and his family was well-off.

"Qin Feng, you're here too."

Zhou Heyuan took the initiative to greet him, his attitude very easygoing, "I thought you would go directly to a vocational school."

"I want to give it another shot."

Qin Feng answered.

"Ambitious."

Zhou Heyuan smiled and said, "I was forced to come by my dad. He said if I didn't work hard, he would throw me into the mines on the industrial planet to mine."

Listening to their conversation, Li Weiguo said, "Since you've decided to pursue the path of martial arts, you must be prepared to endure hardship. This isn't a school; no teachers will be chasing after you. How far you go depends entirely on yourselves."

His tone was the same as when he was in school—calm yet serious.

"Yes, Teacher Li."

Liu Xiaoli and Qin Feng both nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Teacher Li, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Heyuan voiced his doubts.

Li Weiguo adjusted his glasses and calmly replied, "I'm a part-time coach here to supplement my family's income."

This answer caused Qin Feng and the other two to fall silent for a moment.

On an educational planet like Qiming, a middle school teacher's salary is not low, but Li Weiguo still needs to take on part-time jobs, which shows how much pressure he is under.

Li Weiguo seemed to see through their thoughts and continued, "In martial arts cultivation, resources, companions, methods, and location are all indispensable. This applies not only to you but also to us. Alright, sit down. Master Sun should be out soon."

He walked over to Zhou Heyuan and patted him on the shoulder.

"Your father has high expectations for you. You have a good physical foundation, so don't waste your talent."

"Understood, Teacher Li."

Zhou Heyuan responded.

After encouraging Zhou Heyuan, Li Weiguo glanced at Qin Feng and Liu Xiaoli, but didn't say anything more. He just nodded and sighed, "It's a bit of a waste of money for you to come. Why bother?"

After saying that, Li Weiguo turned around and went to instruct the other trainees.
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The three waited quietly for about ten minutes.

A metal door deep inside the martial arts school slid open silently, and a tall figure stepped out.

The man was nearly two meters tall, with a muscular build like a black iron tower, and his bronze skin reflected a metallic sheen under the light.

He was wearing a black, tight-fitting vest, his bulging muscles filling it out completely, exuding an explosive sense of power.

His fists were covered with thick calluses, and his knuckles were particularly prominent, clearly the result of years of hitting hard objects.

What is most striking is his prominent Adam's apple and the unusually developed muscles on both sides of his neck, which give his entire profile a fierce aura, like a Muay Thai fighter who has experienced countless life-or-death battles.

He is Sun Chantang, the master of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy.

Sun Chantang's gaze swept across the entire room, finally landing on Qin Feng and his two companions.

"You three, are you here to register?"

His voice was deep and hoarse, like metal rubbing together.

"Yes, curator."

Zhou Heyuan was the first to stand up and answer.

Qin Feng and Liu Xiaoli also quickly got up.

Sun Chantang's gaze swept over the three of them one by one.

"Your introducer should have already explained the rules of the martial arts school. I'll repeat them again."

Sun Chantang spoke slowly, but every word was clear and forceful.

"The regular class is taught by the martial arts school's official instructors and focuses on the in-depth explanation of the Imperial Basic Body Forging Method. It costs three thousand Imperial coins per month."

He paused, then held up one finger.

"I will personally teach you, at a cost of 10,000 Imperial Coins per session. I will only teach you once, and each person will only have one chance. I will point out the path that is most suitable for each of you based on your individual circumstances."

(End of this chapter)