High Martial Arts: Integrating with Super AI, Unrivaled and Unstoppable!

The door was suddenly kicked open.

Zhao Xiaokun rushed in, his voice trembling and panting:

"Boss! Boss! Something terrible has happened!"

Impatient shouts immediately came from the cubicle from Jiang Qilin.

Interspersed with this were the faint, intermittent breaths of a girl.

"What's the rush? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Zhao Xiaokun swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Lowering his voice, he almost whispered in her ear:

"Boss, I saw... I saw the new sister-in-law, Lin Banxia..."

She...she was walking with a man, and she even followed the vice principal into the venue!

"Um?"

Jiang Qilin's voice instantly turned as cold as ice.

The next second, a furious growl exploded, shaking the air:

"Who dares to lay a hand on my woman?"

"No, I don't know him."

Zhao Xiaokun quickly shook his head, his body trembling slightly:

"He looks like a man in his thirties, but he seems like an unknown nobody."

"Lin Banxia?!"

Jiang Qilin sneered, his tone full of contempt and resentment.

Gritting his teeth, every word was barbed:

"Hmph! She always acts like a pure and virtuous saint, but I can't even get her to agree to a meal!"

So that's what she likes? Is she starved for love? Does she like older men?

He pushed the woman away from his arms.

The woman, a stunning beauty and the former school beauty queen, was pushed so hard she stumbled.

Jiang Qilin roughly straightened his wrinkled shirt, buttoning it up quickly.

His face was so dark it seemed to drip water, and a fierce aura emanated from him.

"Let's go and meet this 'uncle'."

"I'd like to see who dares to steal my woman, Jiang Qilin's woman."

The venue was already packed.

The crowd was bustling, and the noise rose and fell.

Vice Principal Zhao Yucai stood on the stage, microphone in hand, and announced loudly:

"Dear teachers and students,

Today we are honored to have with us the president of Zhiqun Technology—

Mr. Lu Xuan will be giving a special presentation on Super AI!

The audience erupted in cheers.

Whispers filled the air, rife with skepticism and disdain.

"Lu Xuan? Who's that? Never heard of him."

"Wasn't it usually industry leaders who shared their insights before?"

Why did they hire such an unknown guy this time?

"Is Lu Xuan someone who got in through connections?"

These days, who still does their own technical work?

"Look, he has a younger sister with him."

Wow, so pretty! Is he here to pick up girls?

Lu Xuan stood on the side of the stage.

He stood tall and straight, with a calm expression.

It was as if all those discussions were just passing by, having no effect whatsoever.

Lin Banxia stood beside him, her fingertips nervously gripping the hem of her clothes.

His knuckles turned white, and he spoke softly, his tone hesitant:

"Brother Lu Xuan, they..."

Lu Xuan turned his head and gently patted the back of her hand.

His palms were warm and steady, his tone was calm and soothing.

"It's alright."

Just then.

The crowd was suddenly pushed aside.

Jiang Qilin, leading Zhao Xiaokun, charged headlong into the front row.

He looked up and his eyes locked onto Lu Xuan on the side of the stage.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and the shock on his face froze instantly.

Gritting his teeth and speaking in a low voice, each word venomous, his eyes blazing with fury:

"It's him?! It was that old bastard!"

"You ruined my plan to be a hero and save the damsel in distress last time, and you still dare to give a speech at the school today?"

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Xiaokun beside him.

His eyes were sinister and chillingly cold as he whispered the orders:

"Go and invite Professor Zhang Jingming to the meeting. Tell him I have something important to ask of him."

Let him have a proper "consultation" with this Mr. Lu during the Q&A session.

Zhang Jingming is a leading figure in academia.

He has been deeply involved in the field of super AI for decades and enjoys extremely high prestige.

He would listen to a student simply because Jiang Qilin's surname was Jiang—the Jiang of Jiangling.

In Jiangling, the Jiang family is the most untouchable force.

Jiang Qilin is the eldest son of the Jiang family.

Lu Xuan stepped onto the stage with composure.

His steps were steady, without the slightest sign of panic.

His gaze remained calm as he slowly swept across the entire room, and he spoke in a steady voice:

"AI is a tool, while super AI is a civilization-level variable."

It will no longer be an aid to our work, but will redefine the way we do things.

The arrival of super AI will not render general intelligence technology obsolete.

They are those who are still using the mindset of the intelligent era to deal with the problems of the super-intelligent era.

"When the wave of super AI truly arrives, it will show no mercy to anyone who is still watching from the sidelines."

The stage will only be reserved for those pioneers who grasp the key to technology early and dare to define the rules.

The sound was clear and resonated throughout the venue.

Calm and powerful, every word resonates.

The murmurs from the audience gradually subsided.

Many people frowned, listening intently, their eyes shifting from skepticism to focus.

"Wow, you've got something special. That's a pretty novel idea."

"Indeed, they're much more practical than those bosses who only make empty promises."

"But who knows if he just read from a pre-written script?"

Just then.

Zhang Jingming slowly stood up from the crowd.

He pushed up his glasses; the reflective lenses obscured the emotions in his eyes.

His face held an arrogant scrutiny, his tone authoritative and brooking no argument:

"Mr. Lu's speech was indeed excellent, but I have a question I would like to ask."

Regarding the consistency issue in distributed systems under high concurrency scenarios

The solution you just mentioned could potentially lead to data rollback in extreme cases.

How would you like to resolve this?

The entire room fell silent instantly.

You could hear a pin drop; even breathing became softer.

All eyes turned to Lu Xuan.

Wait and see him make a fool of himself, see him speechless.

Jiang Qilin crossed his arms, a playful look on his face.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he waited for Lu Xuan to be embarrassed.

Lu Xuan nodded slightly, his demeanor composed.

Without the slightest panic, he spoke with clear and logical reasoning:

"The problem that Professor Zhang Jingming mentioned does indeed exist."

However, our company has already implemented a three-phase commit protocol combined with distributed locks.

Combined with snapshot isolation levels, the rollback window is compressed to the millisecond level...

He discussed everything from theory to practice.

From algorithms to practical applications.

Every sentence is precise, watertight, and logically rigorous.

Zhang Jingming's expression gradually turned serious.

The initial arrogance and disdain gradually faded away.

Instead, I felt a deep sense of surprise:

So that's how it can be done!

Lu Xuan looked at him, his tone calm, and asked indifferently:

"Professor Zhang Jingming, I also have a question I'd like to ask you—"

In a cross-regional deployment scenario, how can we ensure consistency while...

How can we minimize the impact of network latency on business operations?

Zhang Jingming was stunned.

His lips were pressed tightly together, his brows furrowed, and he was lost in thought.

There was a full half-minute of silence.

He slowly shook his head, his tone tinged with defeat, his eyes filled with helplessness:

"I don't have a mature solution to this problem yet."

Lu Xuan smiled faintly.

The plan was explained in detail, with unique insights and a direct hit on the key points.

The moment the words fell.

Thunderous applause erupted in the hall.

It was a continuous, deafening roar.

"No, what is he saying? I can't understand a single word!"

"Even though I don't understand it very well, that doesn't stop me from saying 'Awesome! 666!'"

"Turns out he didn't just rely on his writing; he actually has real talent! I'm impressed!"

"Even Zhang Jingming was stumped. Just who is this President Lu?"

Zhao Yucai stood up excitedly and led the applause.

His palms were red from clapping, and his tone was full of praise:

"Mr. Lu truly lives up to his reputation as an industry leader; his sharing today has been incredibly insightful!"

Lin Banxia tilted her little face up.

Looking at Lu Xuan on the stage, his eyes were full of admiration.

The starlight twinkled, and I couldn't help but smile, letting out a soft sigh of admiration:

"Wow, Brother Lu Xuan, you're amazing!"

Jiang Qilin stood in the crowd, his face ashen.

He was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his fingertips were clenched so tightly that they turned white.

Furious and exasperated, he lowered his voice and growled, filled with resentment:

"Damn it—!!"

This kid actually managed to stump Zhang Jingming.

This time, instead of embarrassing him, he actually managed to impress him!

Lu Xuan stood on the stage.

Despite the applause, he remained calm and composed.

Without a trace of pride, he spoke calmly:

Thank you for listening, and thank you for your applause!

The road to super AI is still long; I'm just taking the first step.

Applause erupted again.

Like a tidal wave, it swept across the entire venue.

In the corner, Chen Panfeng stared intently at the stage.

Half of her face was still swollen and red.

His eyes churned with intense jealousy and resentment, his hatred overflowing.

The fingernails dug deeply into the palm, almost embedding into the flesh, drawing blood.

He clenched his fists tightly, his throat forcing out a suppressed whisper, each word dripping with jealousy:

"Why? Why is he always superior to me?"

On what grounds?

Why is it that no matter how hard I try, I can't catch up with him?

"Lu Xuan, one day I will crush you completely under my feet!"