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

Sun Na turned to look at Wei Xiu and couldn't help but reach out and pull up his collar.

"Huang Feng's nose was broken because he was not skilled enough and a trainee who had not even learned martial arts."

"If he dares to retaliate, he will be utterly disgraced if word gets out."

Her words relieved Lin Qi, but then he remembered something and sighed.

"Rules are rules, but Lao Wei, your injury..."

Hearing this, Sun Na took a deep breath and shook her head with some regret.

"Sister Song said three days, but the martial arts sparring competition is in three days."

"Can your shoulders hold up?"

"And forget about the friendly matches, the school's elite selection is next Monday, and you're in this state..."

She shook her head, her tone tinged with regret.

"It's a pity that we'll miss out on both."

The light from the corridor fell on Wei Xiu's face, making his features appear sharply defined.

miss?

Wei Xiu smiled slightly, stretched his shoulders which were no longer very painful, and looked up at the end of the corridor.

There, Li Bulong stood with his hands behind his back at the entrance of the martial arts hall, seemingly making arrangements for something.

"Old Lin, Senior Sister."

"I will not neglect either of these two things."

Sun Na and Lin Qi were both taken aback when they heard this.

Before they could react, Wei Xiu had already stepped forward and shouted to Li Bulong, who was dozens of meters away:

"Instructor Li! I'm a formal student now, am I qualified to learn martial arts?!"

Upon hearing this shout, Li Bulong's rugged face instantly contorted in astonishment, staring at Wei Xiu as if he were looking at a monster.

He took three steps at a time and walked up to Wei Xiu, reaching out to pull down Wei Xiu's collar on his left shoulder.

"Did you get stunned by that beating? Your shoulder's like that and you're still learning martial arts? Are you trying to cripple your arm?!"

Lin Qi, who was standing nearby, also realized what was happening and grabbed Wei Xiu's arm.

"Old Wei, are you crazy? Dr. Song's words are still ringing in our ears. Even if you're determined to fight to the death, a little longer won't make a difference, will it?"

Sun Na also frowned, her beautiful brows furrowed, and her tone was serious.

"Wei Xiu, although you just won, it's unwise to stubbornly persist like this."

"In the path of martial arts, the foundation is the most important. The current injury is a crack in the foundation."

"If you force yourself to cultivate now and suffer hidden injuries, you'll regret it later!"

Despite the barrage of attacks from the three men, Wei Xiu remained resolute, enduring the pulling pain in his shoulder and calmly looking at Li Bulong.

"Coach, time waits for no one."

"There are three days left until the martial arts sparring competition, and six days left until the school selection."

"I must master a martial art in the shortest possible time!"

Wei Xiu's gaze passed over Li Bulong's slightly muscular body and fell on the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Am I qualified now? Or... do I have to wait until I become a quasi-martial artist?"

Li Bulong was speechless at the question. Looking at Wei Xiu's unwavering eyes, he felt a sense of helplessness.

That kid is such a stubborn mule!

"well……"

Just as Li Bulong sighed, preparing to say something...

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from above everyone's heads.

"Hahaha! What a great saying, 'Time waits for no one!'"

A steady, powerful footstep came from the second floor.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black Tang suit walked down the stairs with his hands behind his back.

"Master!"

Upon seeing the newcomers, Li Bulong and Sun Na immediately bowed respectfully.

The students and instructors around them also stopped what they were doing and greeted them respectfully.

"Master Zhao!"

Wei Xiu looked up.

This was the first time I had seen the master of the Dome Martial Arts School up close.

Zhao Jiuhai looked to be around fifty years old, with slightly graying temples, but he possessed a restrained spirit and his eyes were extremely bright.

Wei Xiu followed suit and bowed slightly to the esteemed person who had specially recruited him.

"Master Zhao!"

"Um."

Zhao Jiuhai nodded, walked up to Wei Xiu, and looked him up and down.

"I saw that headbutt you made in the ring just now."

"Well done! You didn't disgrace our Dome!"

Zhao Jiuhai laughed heartily, and his bold and unrestrained aura made Wei Xiu admire him.

Zhao Jiuhai then waved his hand and looked at Li Bulong beside him.

"Old Li, since this kid has this ambition, don't stop him."

"Take him to get special instruction right away and teach him a martial art!"

Li Bulong was taken aback upon hearing this and instinctively wanted to dissuade him.

"Master, but what about the injury on his shoulder..."

"What's a little injury? What man who practices martial arts doesn't get bruised and battered?"

Zhao Jiuhai waved his hand, his tone domineering.

"He could withstand even Huang Feng's underhanded tactics, so this injury is a badge of honor for him!"

"Alright."

Li Bulong sighed and turned to look at Wei Xiu.

"What do you want to learn? Boxing, kicking, or palm techniques? Your arm is injured right now, so why don't you start practicing kicking?"

A martial artist's entire body can be used as a means of attack, and students usually choose the one that best suits them.

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiu fell into deep thought.

My current fighting style is direct and aggressive.

Since there's a system, it's best if it has extremely high explosive power...

"No need to think about it!"

But at that moment, Zhao Jiuhai waved his hand again, his tone filled with an undeniable domineering air!

"Take this kid to the first floor martial arts storage room."

"Let him go in and pick whatever he wants!"

Upon hearing this, Li Bulong froze on the spot!

Sun Na's previously calm eyes widened instantly, and her lips parted slightly!

"Master! You mean... that martial arts storehouse?!"

Li Bulong looked shocked.

Lin Qi and Wei Xiu, standing at the back, looked bewildered. Lin Qi quietly nudged Sun Na next to him with his elbow.

"Sister Na, what's the martial arts library? Don't we usually go to the administration office to learn martial arts?"

Sun Na did not answer immediately, but looked in Zhao Jiuhai's direction with a shocked expression.

Zhao Jiuhai simply stood there with a smile, tacitly agreeing to the decision.

Sun Na calmed herself down, took a deep breath, lowered her voice, and explained solemnly.

"That's different."

"The martial arts techniques provided by the Academic Affairs Office are mostly mid-grade and low-grade Yellow level, which are intended for popularization among ordinary students."

"But the martial arts storehouse is different."

"The entire wealth of the martial arts school is in there!"

"The martial arts library has three levels. The first level alone contains not only all the martial arts manuals from the Academic Affairs Office, but also genuine high-grade Yellow-rank martial arts manuals!"

"These things are priceless treasures outside; a single copy can sell for hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars. Only a very small number of core members are qualified to access them!"

"As for the trainees..."

Sun Na paused, glancing at Wei Xiu's profile with a complex expression, her pretty face still showing disbelief.

"To date, only one student has been allowed to go in and choose their own martial arts techniques."

"That's Li Tian!"