Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 158 Are you going to see her or me?
The next day!

The sky is clear and the air is fresh!

Zhao Rui officially took office as the head martial arts instructor.

He not only had social masters like himself under his command, but also four military masters.

It is estimated that his department has the highest combat strength in the entire military.

Having taken on this task, Zhao Rui naturally wouldn't do it carelessly.

He gathered all the master instructors early in the morning to discuss the training content.

"Whatever you say, that's what we'll do. First of all, we can speak with confidence."

As soon as the topic was being discussed, a grandmaster made a sarcastic remark.

Upon hearing his words, the masters present smiled knowingly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rui felt a chill in his heart; it seemed these people harbored resentment.

“Instructor Sun is right. Since I am number one and have been given this position by Commander Meng, I should naturally have the confidence to do so. However, I am a rather democratic person, and it is good to discuss some things together.”

Zhao Rui smiled faintly, then stood up, walked to the side of the grandmaster named Sun Qinzong, and said, "I am very happy that Grandmaster Sun is so supportive of me. I also have some personal words to say to Grandmaster Sun."

After saying that, Zhao Rui got up and walked out of the conference room.

The crowd exchanged glances, but after a moment, they revealed disdainful smiles.

As expected of someone young, they couldn't handle being provoked.

This so-called intimate talk clearly indicates a desire to go out and have a private chat, and the outcome is predictable: either give in or make a scene.

Regardless of the reason, if Sun Qinzong showed the slightest disobedience, Zhao Rui's prestige and authority would be completely destroyed.

A little kid like him, trying to lead and command everyone, doesn't he even take a piss and look in the mirror?

Do you think you are Xu Wenlei of the Dharma Realm?

Even if it's Xu Wenlei, everyone still outwardly complies but inwardly defies him; who truly wants to be this instructor?

Why give up being a big shot to become a "soldier" in the military, subject to this and that?

I can't turn against Xu Wenlei, and I can't take my anger out on you either.

The group exchanged glances, all tacitly waiting to see what would happen.

On the contrary, the four grandmasters from the military camp had solemn expressions; they still valued Zhao Rui quite a bit.

Although young, his teaching was clearly beneficial to the military and he was earnestly fulfilling his responsibilities as a soldier.

Moreover, I heard that this kid once single-handedly covered the rear and saved many soldiers.

Based on that alone, they considered him one of their own.

While everyone in the conference room was lost in their own thoughts, Sun Qinzong sat casually in the head instructor's office not far away.

Looking up at Zhao Rui, he smiled faintly:

"What are we talking about? You have no right to talk to me. You're the leader, you make the decisions."

When Sun Qinzong was thirty, he was an unpopular junior leader in a unit directly under the imperial court.

I thought that once I got to the military camp, I would be in a different place and have a lot of influence.

As a result, once they arrived, they not only had to be willing to do manual labor, but they also had to be managed by the younger staff.

I've been holding back my anger for a long time.

Besides, this isn't just his opinion.

Seeing this, Zhao Rui was not annoyed. He slowly walked to the door and closed it.

Then she walked up to him and looked at him with a smile.

Sun Qinzong looked back defiantly.

He scoffed inwardly, "What? You think I'll back down just because you glare at me?"

That's all the young guy is capable of.

Just as he was feeling smug, his soul suddenly trembled, and an overwhelming pressure, as if the sky were pressing down on him, instantly descended upon his consciousness.

Before he could react, his entire soul was plunged into darkness.

"Obey me, submit to me!"

A voice rising from the depths of his heart, as if it were attached to his very bones and marrow, resounded throughout his consciousness.

"I obey you, I submit to you!"

A moment later, Sun Qinzong opened his eyes. As soon as his gaze met Zhao Rui's, he quickly lowered his head.

He said with a slightly respectful tone, "Chief Instructor, did you need something from me?"

His words seemed to have forgotten what had just happened.

"Hmm, would you support me becoming the head instructor?"

"I'm sure, no, I absolutely support you! I don't know about others, but I admire you, Chief Instructor, immensely."

Sun Qinzong immediately spoke with righteous indignation, as if he had always been a staunch supporter of Zhao Rui.

Seeing his performance, a hint of amazement flashed in Zhao Rui's eyes, and then he nodded and said:

"Okay, let's go back and continue the meeting."

After saying that, he turned and left the office.

He simply couldn't be bothered to deal with these masters who were used to being treated like royalty, or to engage in any political maneuvering.

He directly used a combination of demonic techniques and the Six Enchantresses of the Immortals, employing a two-pronged approach to influence his senses and perception of himself.

Unlike directly confusing a person's mind, this method subtly manipulates the other person's consciousness through the technique, gradually changing their judgment and perspective on a certain matter.

There are no aftereffects, and they are not easily detected.

Zhao Rui was just testing the waters, but the results were surprisingly good.

As expected, the Heavenly Demon Technique has a unique talent for bewitching people's minds.

Seeing Zhao Rui leave, Sun Qinzong quickly got up and followed him closely.

In the conference room, everyone was eagerly waiting to see what would happen, but after a while, they didn't hear any unusual arguments.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, they heard footsteps and then saw Zhao Rui and Sun Qinzong walk in one after the other.

Sun Qinzong looked perfectly normal and sat down in his seat.

"I just discussed it with Emperor Qinzong, and he still agrees with my opinion. Isn't that right, Emperor Qinzong?"

Zhao Rui looked at Sun Qinzong and said with a smile.

"Yes, I've always felt that Chief Instructor Zhao is very good at teaching students, and I fully support him."

Sun Qinzong spoke with a calm demeanor and a smile on his face.

There was no unusual expression on his face.

Everyone was stunned by his words.

People aren't stupid; they can tell from micro-expressions whether someone is being sarcastic or not.

It was clear that Sun Qinzong was genuinely praising Zhao Rui.

"How could their attitude change so drastically in such a short time? Were they bewitched?"

The masters narrowed their eyes, unsure of what to do.

Seeing this, Zhao Rui smiled and said, "Is there anyone else who has a problem with me? Let's talk it over privately and win people over with good character!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces twitched, and they no longer dared to underestimate this young man, Zhao Rui.

Although we don't know what methods he used, the fact that he was able to gain Emperor Qinzong's approval so quietly is quite an incredible feat.

The nail that sticks out gets hammered down; now that the one who stood out has been silenced.

They naturally wouldn't cause trouble; they planned to observe the situation before making a decision.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Zhao Rui's eyes sharpened, and he said, "Since everyone has no objections, then let's proceed with the training content and plan as I have devised!"

What democratic meeting? Zhao Rui had already finalized the plan last night.

Instead of wasting time with these people, it's better to just give them a clear plan and have them follow it.

As for who performed poorly, the soldiers naturally have their own judgment.

This time, no one objected to Zhao Rui's suggestion; they all nodded silently.

Soon, the vigorous large-scale martial arts training spread from the military headquarters to all officers and soldiers throughout the entire military region.

Each school has a grandmaster martial artist stationed there to teach the Myriad Thunder Technique.

Zhao Rui personally took charge, visiting every regiment headquarters to make his presence felt as the chief instructor.

At the same time, outstanding soldiers are selected and regularly sent to the military headquarters for special training.

Under his organization, a vigorous wave of martial arts training swept across the entire military region.

This training lasted for more than six months!
At this point, Zhao Rui had about a month left before he could complete his military service.

The training mission for all soldiers in the military region has already achieved its established goals.

"Are you interested in staying in the military? Our army needs someone like you. Going back would mean going back to school, which would be too tiring."

In the army commander's office, the army commander looked at Zhao Rui, who had come to report on his work, and his tone was full of smiles.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Commander. But I'm still a student, and I'd like to learn more."

Zhao Rui politely declined the leader's invitation.

"You young people always have your own ideas, but the doors of the military are always open for you..."

The army commander chatted with Zhao Rui for a few minutes before letting him leave the office. For the next period of time, Zhao Rui was relieved of his duties and responsibilities.

He calmly prepared to leave the military.

Not only him, but all the other grandmasters were like this.

The training mission has been completed, and the individual strength of the soldiers has made a qualitative leap.

They deserve a lot of credit for this.

Now that they have successfully completed their mission, they can step down and leave.

Just a few days ago, a new batch of Grandmaster martial artists enlisted and will replace Zhao Rui and others, being assigned to various units.

"Brother, when I go to school, will you be able to come back?"

Just as Zhao Rui was peacefully waiting to be discharged from the army, his younger brother Zhao Ke called.

It turns out he's about to start school.

While Zhao Rui was training soldiers, his younger brother Zhao Ke finished taking the college entrance examination.

Unfortunately, his grades were average, and he only got into a regular key university.

He failed to become Zhao Rui's junior.

According to Tian Yaru's tattling—this is the effect of his dating life.

Zhao Rui had also discussed this matter with his younger brother, who verbally agreed readily, but it didn't have much effect.

Some things are determined by individual circumstances, and one cannot control them for a lifetime.

Especially matters of the heart.

If he interferes too much, and the woman ends up becoming his sister-in-law, that would be a terrible mistake.

We can't keep bringing up how your brother broke us up back then, saying he didn't like me and insisted on separating us every time we meet.

That puts Zhao Rui in an awkward position as the uncle.

Fortunately, the final result was not bad; at least it was a top-tier university.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao Jincheng were fairly satisfied with the result.

After all, now that his youngest son has also entered the world of martial arts, he may not necessarily have to rely on academic qualifications to make a living in the future.

Unlike Zhao Ke's "not doing his proper job".

Tian Yaru was much more determined and eventually succeeded in gaining admission to the Law School of Dongqi University.

He became Zhao Rui's classmate.

Unfortunately, he was discharged from the military in October, so he couldn't make it in time to take the two of them to school.

"OK then!"

"Come visit me at school after you get discharged from the military!"

Zhao Ke gave a few instructions and then hung up the phone.

……

Dongqi University!

Tian Yaru walked into the campus of Dongqi University alone, carrying her suitcase.

At this moment, the campus was filled with new students, their faces beaming with joy.

"Junior, you're a freshman, right? Do you need any help?"

"Hi, can we get to know each other? I'm also a freshman."

Along the way, Tian Yaru encountered many students who offered her help.

But she rejected them all.

Just then, a commotion broke out.

Tian Yaru couldn't help but glance over and saw seven or eight students carrying suitcases heading towards the reception point.

"They're freshmen from the Martial Arts Academy!"

"so hot!"

"I heard that this year's admission standards are the highest ever. Those below level eight aren't even eligible to apply!"

Discussions arose one after another.

Tian Yaru was slightly envious, but unfortunately her skill level was too low. Even though she had already entered the martial arts path, it had been too short a time, and with the college entrance examination approaching, she was only at the second level at this moment.

"It's a pity that Brother Zhao Rui isn't at school. I think he's the captain of the martial arts team!"

Tian Yaru shook her head slightly, picked up her suitcase, and walked over.

As she approached, the martial arts freshmen who had been waiting in line couldn't help but turn their heads to look at her.

The boy's eyes lit up slightly.

I didn't expect to have such a beautiful martial arts girl enroll this year. Looks like university won't be so lonely.

The girls were somewhat annoyed; girls who are too beautiful always tend to arouse public outrage.

Tian Yaru walked up to them, but instead of queuing up like them, she went straight to the reception table.

"Excuse me, is Senior Sister Qin Rui here?"

Tian Yaru glanced at the senior student who was processing the formalities at the table and asked softly.

"I am... are you Tian Yaru?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a pretty girl walked out from behind the awning behind the table.

This person was naturally Qin Rui.

Qin Rui glanced at Tian Yaru and couldn't help but hum.

Little sister,
Zhao Rui's younger sister.

Little Green Plum!

Although she was unhappy, she still greeted them warmly and led Tian Yaru out.

"Who is this person? He actually got personally picked up and dropped off by a senior sister from the martial arts team. Does our martial arts team have someone like this?"

The martial arts academy freshmen queuing up were all stunned.

Tian Yaru was unaware that she had come to see someone, but was mistaken for a martial arts student.

At this moment, she was also sizing up Qin Rui.

She's a very pretty and capable girl, and since she's from a martial arts academy, she must be very skilled in martial arts.

She is very likely Zhao Rui's girlfriend.

Otherwise, why would Zhao Rui arrange for her to receive him?

"Sister, you're so beautiful! Brother Zhao Rui always praises your elegant demeanor."

Tian Yaru opened her mouth and started making things up.

"Really? He really said that?"

Qin Rui was slightly delighted. Zhao Rui actually praised her in front of her, which meant that this girl was not Zhao Rui's childhood sweetheart.

"You're just like him, so tall and beautiful. And so gentle."

Qin Rui also started making things up.

"No, you're prettier, sister."

"My younger sister is pretty too."

The two women instantly became best friends who hit it off.

Qin Rui then personally accompanied Tian Yaru through the enrollment procedures and escorted her to her dormitory.

After finishing all that, she took out her phone and called Zhao Rui.

"Your childhood sweetheart is all taken care of. You can focus on your military service!"

"What do you mean 'my little childhood sweetheart'? You're just talking nonsense. I'll be going back in less than a month."

"When you come back, will you see me first, or your childhood sweetheart?"

"I won't see anyone!"

Zhao Rui hung up the phone without saying a word.

Time flies, and it's already the end of September!

The time for Zhao Rui and his generation of martial artists to retire has finally come.

They each wore a big red flower and boarded the train home.

Outside the train carriage were hundreds of soldiers seeing them off, as well as some military leaders.

With a whistle, the train slowly began to move.

"Instructor Zhao, have a safe journey!"

The bright red banner and the soldiers' clear voices left a mark on Zhao Rui's heart.

Looking at the soldiers outside the window, I suddenly felt a sense of reluctance.

Zhao Rui waved his hand vigorously.

I bid a solemn farewell to this year of military service.

(End of this chapter)