Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Zhao Jie frowned, pondered for a while, and then said, "Judging from your steady and powerful steps, you must have already mastered the basics of the Stone Stake Technique."

"To have mastered both stance training and palm techniques is quite rare."

Just as Zhao Jie was thinking that Wang Sheng wasn't too bad and decided to give him some cultivation resources, a voice suddenly came from the side room.

"Wang Sheng, do you really want to compete with me?"

Lin Shu walked out of the side room with a sullen face.

It turned out he had been eavesdropping in the side room.

Wang Sheng's expression remained unchanged as he calmly stated, "If a martial artist does not contend, what is the point of martial arts?"

"In chaotic times, how can one survive without fighting?"

Zhao Jie's eyes lit up; he hadn't expected Wang Sheng to say something so interesting.

Lin Shu's face darkened further, but with his master Zhao Jie present, he couldn't be too forceful or domineering, otherwise he would appear too arrogant and leave a bad impression on his master.

Lin Shu thought for a moment and then said, "How about this, Junior Brother Wang? I know you're worried about the chaos that may come in the future and want to learn martial arts for self-defense."

"How about this? Use all the resources on me first to help me break through to the Dark Force realm. Then, I can protect you and also help you break through to become stronger. What do you say?"

"After all, I have superior physical constitution. And you, you only have inferior physical constitution."

Lin Shu emphasized the last sentence, wanting his master Zhao Jie to understand this principle.

What's the point of cultivating someone with such inferior talent?

Shouldn't we focus on nurturing this genius with superior aptitude?

Zhao Jie seemed lost in thought and remained silent.

But at this moment, Wang Sheng seemed to have heard some huge joke; his cheeks twitched, and he was a little overwhelmed.

A breakthrough first leads to a subsequent breakthrough? Becoming stronger first leads to further strengthening?

"impossible."

"These are my resources, and I will not give up a single penny!"

"Please, Master, make this decision!"

Wang Sheng firmly rejected Lin Shu's suggestion, and seemed quite angry.

Lin Shu was slightly taken aback when he saw Wang Sheng's furious expression.

He didn't say anything insulting or provocative, did he?

"Why!"

Zhao Jie sighed softly.

"All right."

"Since Wang Sheng is unwilling, then let's proceed according to the normal rules."

Although Lin Shu has good talent, it's not worth Zhao Jie risking a reputation for bullying his disciple for a few resources.

As for chaotic times, when real chaos arrives, even if one or two hidden forces are added, can they stop the general trend?

"Wang Sheng, from this day forward, you are my disciple, Zhao Jie. You will receive five taels of silver and one Red Blood Pill each month. If you advance to the Ming Jin or An Jin level, you will receive even more generous rewards."

"Yes, Master Xie!"

Wang Sheng knelt down to express his gratitude.

Resources worth ten taels per month have been obtained.

That's 120 taels a year.

Wang Sheng's parents worked as servants in the Li family, earning only twenty or thirty taels of silver a year.

This became the treatment for martial artists, no wonder so many people are eager to learn martial arts.

Seeing this, Lin Shu's face turned even longer than a donkey's, but he dared not say anything more or refute his master.

Lin Shu will definitely hold a grudge against Wang Sheng.

Afterwards, Wang Sheng received further instructions from Zhao Jie, as well as careful instruction on the Great Stele-Smashing Hand technique.

This can be considered the first time Zhao Jie has meticulously taught Wang Sheng since he became his disciple.

In such a short time,

Wang Sheng benefited greatly from this.

On the panel, the Great Monument Smashing Hand skill has changed from Beginner (1/300) to Beginner (7/300).

Half a day of instruction is equivalent to three days of hard work and cultivation by Wang Sheng.

By the time Wang Sheng came out, it was almost dark.

There are only a few disciples left in the outer academy.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Wang."

Li Hu was a kind and honest man. When he saw Wang Sheng come out of the inner courtyard, he cupped his hands slightly and smiled.

"Thanks to my senior brother's care, I am where I am today."

Wang Sheng returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

As for the other formal disciples, they ignored Wang Sheng and continued their cultivation on their own.

Zhao Jie has more than eighty formal disciples.

But according to what Zhao Jie just said, nearly half of these disciples have already chosen to graduate, either by joining Zhao Jie's business partnership or by choosing well-paying jobs.

Although they have completed their training, they will immediately obey orders from Zhao Jie.

After all, Zhao Jie was not only their master, but also a master of the Transformation Realm, who was renowned throughout the entire Ershui City.

Moreover, people who do not respect their teachers and value etiquette will not be well-liked anywhere.

The remaining half of the formal disciples practice martial arts and cultivate in this martial arts academy.

Some formal disciples are already qualified to graduate, but if they are not short of money, they can still continue to practice martial arts full-time.

There are also more than a dozen formal disciples who are still in the beginner stage or have just entered the Ming Jin stage, and are far from being able to graduate.

Wang Sheng did not finish his cultivation today and hurriedly returned home.

A side room in the Li family mansion.

When Han learned that Wang Sheng had entered the martial arts path and become a formal disciple of the martial arts academy, she was so excited that she cried and laughed, hugged Wang Sheng tightly, and shouted that her son was a genius and that he was a reincarnation of a heavenly soldier.

Wang Sheng felt somewhat embarrassed and didn't know how to dampen Han's excitement.

Several of Li's servants who lived nearby heard the commotion and gathered around.

When they heard that Wang Sheng had actually entered the realm of martial arts and become a formal disciple of the martial arts academy, their eyes widened in shock. They then bowed and scraped repeatedly to congratulate him.

"Incredible! Incredible! The Wang family is really going to produce a martial arts champion!"

"I always thought this Wang Jiasheng was extraordinary and destined for great things, and today I've seen it come true."

"Sister Han, don't forget us when you become successful!"

"Brother Sheng, this is the last fish left in the kitchen. Take it. Anyway, none of the important people in the mansion will eat it."

No matter how envious and jealous the Li family servants and maids who had gathered there were, on the surface, they no longer dared to offend the Han family.

The masters of every martial arts academy are all important figures. Their disciples, while not exactly able to walk with impunity, are essentially like government officials in disguise, far superior to ordinary people.

His martial arts academy uniform alone was enough to frighten many ordinary people into staying away and not daring to provoke him.

Moreover, once martial arts academy disciples reach the Ming Jin level, they possess almost superhuman strength.

Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people, martial arts academy disciples have long been synonymous with power.

Han gradually composed herself and began to receive the servants and maids who came to offer their congratulations.

"Sister Han, this is the money you paid for my laundry before. I hope you can forgive me this time."

A fat woman secretly slipped a small piece of silver into Han's hand.

To supplement her family's income, Han often took on the job of washing clothes, earning one coin for washing five pieces.

However, in the Li family's logistics department, the fat woman who had a little power didn't want to give Han any money and wanted Han to wash clothes for free.

however,

When the news of Wang Sheng's entry into martial arts spread, the fat woman immediately backed down and returned everything, even adding a considerable amount.

"Okay, okay. It's good that you've paid."

Mr. Han was extremely excited.

She knew that if the news of her son becoming a disciple of the martial arts academy hadn't come, the money would most likely never have been returned.

At this time, the Li family members in the Li household also heard that a servant's son had actually started practicing martial arts.