Gao Wu: From a poor man in the outer city to a martial saint of the ten directions

Yellow-level martial arts!

These four words really hit my sore spot right now!

What I lack most right now is a killing move that can unleash power many times over!

If I master a Yellow-level martial art and then enter the simulator again, I will definitely have a fighting chance against that black-clad genius Li Tian!

But amidst his joy, Wei Xiu's extremely pragmatic mind quickly returned to calm.

"Sister Xiaoling, how much is the tuition for the preparatory students? I can't afford the tens of thousands of yuan a year fee for the first floor."

"Also...can I continue my work as a sparring partner?"

Wei Xiu spoke with extreme caution, as if both matters were matters of life and death.

However, in Xiaoling's eyes, it seemed that Wei Xiu was obsessed with money, and she was so angry that she laughed and glared at him.

"Don't worry! Your probationary period is six months, during which tuition is completely free!"

"Furthermore, as long as you can break through 500 Yuan Power to become a quasi-martial artist during this period, you can be directly promoted to a full-fledged martial artist!"

"As for sparring partners, that's extra money you earn through your own skills, and the martial arts school naturally won't interfere."

"Alright, your blue cadet uniform and ID card are in the bag. Hurry up and go to the changing room to change and join the ranks. Instructor Li has an important lesson to teach later!"

"Understood! Thank you, Sister Xiaoling!"

Finally relieved, Wei Xiu grinned and headed towards the student changing room at the back of the corridor, carrying his bag.

……

The locker room was empty at that moment.

Wei Xiu walked to the bench, unzipped his canvas bag, took off his clothes, and found the locker containing the key.

But just then...

boom!

The locker room door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Huo Quan walked in slowly.

The two locked eyes, and his brows furrowed instantly, his tone arrogant and sarcastic.

"Huh? Wei Xiu? What are you doing here?"

"Are you blind?! This is a locker room for trainees only! Who gave you the right to come in, you stinking sparring partner? Get out!"

Wei Xiu paused, then slowly turned around.

But Wei Xiu's eyes remained unmoved; he looked at Huo Quan as if he were a comical clown.

He didn't refute her, but simply bent down, took out a brand-new blue martial arts uniform from his canvas bag, and unfolded it in front of Huo Quan.

The silver badge on his chest, signifying his status as a student of the Dome Martial Arts Academy, gleamed blindingly under the incandescent light.

"I'll change into these clothes now," Wei Xiu said coldly, asking indifferently.

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Gah!

Huo Quan was like an old duck whose throat had been choked, suddenly falling silent.

His eyes were fixed on the blue martial arts uniform, his eyes began to twitch violently, and his face looked extremely ugly!

"You...you actually became a student?!"

Squeezing out those words through gritted teeth, Huo Quan's heart was instantly filled with turbulent waves!

How...how is this possible?!

I know the rules of the martial arts school better than anyone. There's only one explanation for a sparring partner with less than 500 Yuan Power being able to wear this suit.

That means he was specially recruited by the higher-ups!

A strong sense of jealousy and a deeper sense of crisis instantly gripped Huo Quan's heart!

This Wei Xiu is not only ridiculously strong in actual combat, but he is also receiving preferential treatment in terms of resources from the martial arts school!

If he really participates in the special training class selection next Monday, I will definitely be trampled under his feet!

No! We absolutely cannot let him participate in the selection!

Huo Quan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. With a dark face, he walked to another row of wardrobes, turned his back to Wei Xiu, and began to take off his clothes.

Like everyone else, he was also preparing to give it his all tonight.

However, just as Huo Quan loosened his belt and was about to take off his trousers...

Out of the corner of his eye, he subconsciously glanced at Wei Xiu to his left and right.

At that moment, Wei Xiu also took off his pants, preparing to change into the loose trousers of his martial arts uniform.

But, just that one glance!

Huo Quan was frozen in place, his hands completely locked on his belt buckle!

What is that?

What happened?!

How come it's so big?!

Is he a human being or an animal?!

Huo Quan's pupils seemed to explode with the force of a magnitude 10 earthquake, his gaze unable to leave the shadow between Wei Xiu's two strong thighs!

Huo Quan felt a sudden dryness in his throat, and an indescribable sense of inferiority instantly washed over him like a bucket of ice water poured over his head!

He looked down at himself again, and his cheeks instantly turned bright red, almost to the point of bleeding!

At this point, he not only dared not change his clothes, but he also dared not even breathe too hard!

He was terrified of attracting Wei Xiu's attention and losing face in this silent battle that was a matter of male dignity!

"Um?"

Wei Xiu had already changed his trousers and tightened his belt.

But when he turned around, he saw Huo Quan standing there like a wooden stake.

This guy spent half a minute unbuckling his belt, what is he standing there for?

However, Wei Xiu only had a fleeting doubt in his mind and was too lazy to pay attention to this clown.

After putting everything into the locker, Wei Xiu walked out of the dressing room with a calm gait.

Clang!

Only after the locker room door closed again did Huo Quan collapse onto the bench like a dying fish, his legs giving way.

"Damn it! Wei Xiu, as long as I have a breath left in my body, I will never allow you to coexist with me in this world!"

He muttered something sinister to himself, then slammed his fist on the chair, his eyes filled with resentment, jealousy, and a deep sense of powerlessness...

……

When Wei Xiu returned to the training hall, all the students had finished their training and were lined up in several neat square formations in the center of the field.

Wei Xiu was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, because the seriousness was somewhat similar to that of the school in the morning.

"Old Wei! Over here, over here!"

Lin Qi stood at the edge of the second row, tiptoeing and waving frantically at Wei Xiu.

Wei Xiu strode over and squeezed into the empty seat next to him.

"Sister Xiaoling just told me, congratulations Lao Wei! From now on, we're officially fellow disciples!"

Lin Qi lowered his voice and nudged Wei Xiu's shoulder with a smug look on his face.

"Same to you." Wei Xiu smiled slightly and looked him up and down.

"Didn't you go use the emulator? It's only been less than ten minutes, and you're already out?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qi blushed and scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"Cough... Don't even mention it. I entered the first floor with great ambition... but less than three minutes later, that black-clad pervert named Li Tian kicked my head off with a whip kick and forced me out."

But as he spoke, Lin Qi's eyes lit up again, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"But Old Wei, your 'fighting to the death' tactic really works!"

"The instant I was kicked away, I clearly felt my stagnant blood and qi within me surge! The bottleneck that had been stuck for half a month has indeed loosened!"

"I'll go home and digest this today, then come back tomorrow night for another beating, and I'll definitely break the 400 mark!"