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

"A sparring partner?"

Upon hearing this word, Xiaoling, who was standing to the side, frowned slightly.

"Our Dome Martial Arts Academy's full-time sparring partners are all highly paid, experienced fighters specially recruited from the community. They not only need to withstand high-intensity, continuous combat, but also need to have extremely strong resilience to blows."

Her almond-shaped eyes scrutinized Wei Xiu, her gaze lingering on his slightly thin student jacket.

"If you, a student who is still in your senior year of high school preparing for the college entrance examination, were to actually step onto the sparring platform and suffer irreversible serious injuries, the martial arts school would have a hard time explaining it to the police department."

Wei Xiu's gaze remained calm as he was about to explain his "toughness" attribute.

"I don't think so."

Suddenly, Master Li raised his hand, his thick arm directly blocking Xiaoling's subsequent concerns.

The burly man with a face full of scars now had a look of appreciation for talent in his eyes. Staring at Wei Xiu's solid frame, he said in a deep voice:

"Those bastards outside have been sparring with each other for a long time and already know each other inside and out. What they need is a catfish to stir things up!"

"This kid's reflexes and explosive power are enough to give them a good beating."

Having said that, he turned to look at Xiaoling, his tone leaving no room for argument:

"Rules are rules, but people are flexible. I'll get special approval from the owner at the top floor. You can take these qualified ones to register them as apprentices first."

Seeing that the head instructor, Master Li, had put it this way, Xiaoling nodded expressionlessly, signaling Lin Qi and the others to follow her.

Mr. Li strode open the door and headed straight for the elevator.

……

The top floor of the dome-shaped martial arts school, the school owner's office.

Without knocking, Li Bulong pushed open the heavy mahogany double door.

The senior members of the martial arts school are all sworn brothers and sisters, and they are never concerned with trivial matters.

Inside the spacious office stood the middle-aged man who had stepped out of the black armored vehicle earlier.

Zhao Jiuhai, the head of the Linghai branch of the Qiongding Martial Arts School.

He was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, holding a phone, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"...Alright! Since the higher-ups have given the order, I, Zhao, will obey! Let's leave it at that!"

Snapped!

Zhao Jiuhai slammed the phone down on the desk, making the lid of the purple clay teacup on the desk make a crisp sound.

"What's wrong, Master? Why are you so angry?" Li Bulong pulled out a chair and sat down with an air of authority.

Zhao Jiuhai pinched the bridge of his nose, let out a long sigh of frustration, and waved his hand angrily, saying, "It's all because of this blue disaster in Xishan!"

"I thought this was a great opportunity to organize the best students in the martial arts school to go to the outer city's outskirts and see some blood and gain some experience."

He slammed his hand on the table, gritting his teeth.

"As a result, some bastard in the province pulled some strings and issued a mandatory ban! All civilian martial arts groups are strictly prohibited from participating in this disaster prevention!"

"This is utterly absurd! They're treating us like useless troublemakers!"

Li Bulong was taken aback upon hearing this, and then frowned, but the power struggle at the higher levels was clearly beyond the control of a mere coach like him.

"Alright, let's not talk about this unlucky stuff." Zhao Jiuhai calmed his breathing and turned to look at his old friend.

"Bron, why aren't you on the first floor supervising the morning exercises? What are you doing up here?"

"Oh right, I almost forgot the important thing! Master, I've encountered an exceptionally talented prospect!"

Li Bulong immediately revealed his purpose, emphasizing Wei Xiu's astonishing test data, and concluded with regret:

"It's a pity I don't have a letter of introduction, and my Yuan Power is just a little short of 400, so I can't use the special recruitment channel for quasi-martial artists."

"But he himself suggested that he wanted to work as a sparring partner, so I thought I'd ask you to give your approval, just to secure a potential talent for our martial arts school in advance."

"Hiring a sparring partner is such a small matter; you could have made the decision yourself. Why bother making a special trip?"

Zhao Jiuhai sighed, grabbed a sticky note, quickly signed his name, and handed it over.

Li Bulong took the note and chuckled, "That kid's combat instincts are truly exceptional, and his explosive power is incredibly powerful!"

"Master, you really should take a look at the first floor when you have some free time."

"Okay, okay, go ahead and do your thing."

Zhao Jiuhai waved his hand in frustration, his gaze once again falling on the gloomy sky outside the window.

……

First floor, at the edge of the martial arts arena in the front hall.

Lin Qi and several other teenagers who had just passed the test had changed into smart blue apprentice martial arts uniforms.

"Old Wei, this matter has become..."

Lin Qi tugged at his collar, looked at Wei Xiu who was still wearing his clothes, and sighed.

"If I had known these damn rules were this rigid, I should have had my dad get an extra letter of introduction last night."

"It's alright, it doesn't matter if you don't join. I'll have my dad find you another martial arts school in the inner city, and I'll cover the tuition!"

"Really, no need, my dear Mr. Lin."

Wei Xiu smiled sincerely.

I felt no disappointment at all; on the contrary, I felt that God was helping me!

Join an apprenticeship and practice equipment routinely every day?

That would take forever to accumulate five hundred Yuan Power.

Being a sparring partner would be great!

Openly and legitimately extracting Yuanli points from this group of "high-score experience packs"!

At this moment, the two were standing on the sidelines.

Wei Xiu turned his head slightly, his deep black eyes piercing through the crowd and slowly sweeping over the twenty or thirty genius teenagers who were sweating profusely.

It was an extremely oppressive gaze.

That was definitely not the envious look of a failed student, but rather like a hungry lone wolf finally stepping into a top-notch hunting ground where countless plump lambs were kept!

Fighting spirit and greed burned fiercely deep within his pupils!

Ten meters away.

Huo Quan, who was frantically hitting the sandbag, suddenly froze without warning.

A bone-chilling cold shot from his tailbone straight to the back of his head, and he shivered violently, as if he were being stared at by some extremely dangerous cold-blooded animal!

Huo Quan stopped what he was doing and looked around in surprise and doubt, but found nothing unusual.

"This is unbelievable..." Huo Quan rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and cursed under his breath.

Just then, Li Bulong strode out of the corridor and handed a signed note to Xiaoling, who was waiting nearby.

Then, he walked straight up to Wei Xiu, patted Wei Xiu's shoulder heavily with his large hand, and forced a rare smile on his face.

"Young man, the approval is in! Keep up the good work, I have high hopes for you!"

With the museum owner's signature, Xiaoling's efficiency was extremely high.

In less than three minutes, she returned carrying a package containing clothes and a magnetic card, which she handed directly to Wei Xiu.

"This is your sparring partner ID card and your exclusive white martial arts uniform."

Xiaoling's tone remained flat.

"The pay for sparring partners at the martial arts gym is calculated based on the number of sessions and the time spent. For actual sparring, the base salary is 300 yuan per hour."

"During this period, we provide three high-energy nutritious meals a day, and there is also a medical clinic. If needed, there are also single dorm rooms available in the backyard."

Three hundred yuan per hour!

These words sounded to Wei Xiu's ears more beautiful than any celestial music!

I only have a little over three hundred yuan on me, and I got beaten up here...

No, wait, it's that you can earn that back in just one hour of sparring?!

You can also gain experience and convert it into elemental power at the same time!

Is there really such a good thing in the world?!

"In addition, Mr. Li took into account your status as a senior high school student," Xiaoling continued.

"There are no strict rules about your working hours. As long as the martial arts school is open, you can come back to perform anytime you want."

"Thank you so much, Sister Xiaoling! Thank you so much, Master Li!"

Wei Xiu took the package, looked up, and stared intently at Xiao Ling. In an extremely calm yet urgent tone, he made his first request:

"Excuse me, where is the changing room?"

"I want to go to work right now, immediately!"