Starting with Xingyi Quan, it swept across the chaotic world.

The next day.

Lu Li got up early again to practice his boxing.

The joy of high school yesterday has long been largely dissipated by a lack of security.

In this chaotic world, strength comes first.

The title of "Martial Arts Scholar" was largely a hollow honor, merely catering to the common people's aversion to exorbitant taxes and forced labor, as well as their yearning for privileges.

For Lu Li, the greatest benefit of Wu Xiucai was that he could bring his parents back.

Lu Li practiced his boxing until the sun was high in the sky, then glanced at his panel:

[Destiny: Heaven rewards diligence]

[Mastery of Liuhe Zhuang Gong (206/2000)]

[Mastery of Xingyi Quan (77/2000)]

【Thunderbolt Leg Skills (455/1000)】

"At this rate, he can break through to the Transformation Realm in a year," Lu Li estimated the time.

Although such speed is terrifying in Lin'an City, Lu Li knows that time waits for no one, and the enemy will not be foolish enough to wait a year for him to break through to the Transformation Realm.

Unexpected events can happen at any time.

"It's a pity there are no precious medicines... If there were more Silver Serpent King meat, perhaps I could shorten the time it takes for me to break through." Lu Li thought to himself, then shook his head.

The effects of the Silver Serpent King's meat are simply terrifying; the Wang family certainly doesn't have much of it.

Otherwise, the Wang family would have already crushed the four major families of the inner city.

Moreover, even if there were more, Lu Li wouldn't have the face to ask for it.

After all, it's a favor if someone gives you something, and it's their right not to.

Lu Li didn't want to make things difficult for his boss and Chief Escort Wang.

"By the way, I need to go see the leader after the results are released." After thinking for a moment, Lu Li decided to go ask Commander Wang.

He always felt that Commander Wang had hidden something from him that time.

At that time, Ming Jin couldn't offer any help, and the other party didn't want to drag him into the mess.

But now that he has secretly mastered the skills, he will soon have the title of Martial Arts Scholar.

No matter what, I can still do my part.

Although he didn't want to get into trouble, he knew what it meant to be grateful.

……

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and two more days have passed.

On this day, at the entrance of the county government office in Lin'an, officials and constables kept beating gongs and drums. At the same time, several yamen runners rode on fine horses, beating gongs, and galloped towards the surrounding areas of Lin'an.

While banging the gong, they shouted:

"The results for the martial arts exam are out! The results for the martial arts exam are out!"

As the word spread among the yamen runners, the Lin'an County government office was completely surrounded by crowds of curious onlookers!

"Don't push! Don't push!"

"I can't see it!"

"Who can read, please read it aloud..."

……

"I...I can...read..."

A stuttering man in the crowd stood on tiptoe, peering at the list at the entrance of the county government office, desperately trying to squeeze his way in.

The people gathered in front heard the voice and immediately turned around. When they saw that it was the little stutterer, they were delighted.

This little stutterer used to come from a wealthy family and had studied at a private school for a year, learning some characters. However, his parents were later killed by a gang, which led to the family's decline.

This little stutterer, despite his young age, has been serving his grandparents with utmost filial piety.

Seeing his pitiful state, wealthy families in the surrounding area often had him copy and transcribe books so that he could make a living from it.

There was once a "scholar" surnamed Kong, who, despite being called a scholar, couldn't even pass the lowest level of the imperial examinations. He often stole writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, euphemistically calling it "book theft."

Therefore, some wealthy families are wary of those with stuttering speech patterns.

Fortunately, the stutterer didn't ask for much money, and he never stole writing materials, scriptures, or ancient books. Over time, some people came to know him.

"Little stutterer, come here quickly!"

The man at the front of the crowd pulled the stutterer back up, and once the stutterer was steady, he asked:

"Little stutterer, take a look, is there anyone we've heard of?"

The stutterer nodded, knowing that Wu Xiucai was unlikely to be someone they knew, but he still looked through the list.

The first place winner is someone I don't know.

Second place, I don't know him.

……

Suddenly, the stutterer's pupils contracted sharply, and his gaze locked onto the twenty-third martial arts scholar.

Lu Li.

The little stutterer blinked. He knew that in such a large city as Lin'an, there was bound to be people with the same name. He also knew that in order to avoid this situation, the government would thoughtfully mark the place of origin and family members.

So, the stutterer looked at the place of origin below the name.

Ping An Fang!

Could it really be... Brother Li?

"It...it...it's a hit!" The little stutterer was speechless for a moment.

He never expected that someone he knew would suddenly become a top scholar!

At this moment, he was absolutely convinced that the rumors circulating about Li Ge'er being idle and not doing his job were completely unfounded.

"What did you win! You little stutterer, just tell me!"

The man was extremely anxious. When he saw the stutterer's reaction, his heart skipped a beat, and he guessed that there might really be someone they knew among the martial arts scholars.

As luck would have it, some of the people they knew actually practiced martial arts!

Upon hearing this, the little stutterer strained to speak:

"Master Lu's grandson...has passed the high school entrance exam!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the lead looked shocked.

An indescribable joy instantly washed over him.

He lived in the same neighborhood as the stutterer, so he knew that there was an old man named Lu in the neighborhood... Master Lu!

I also know that Master Lu's grandson is practicing martial arts!

Master Lu has often boasted to everyone about his grandson who practices martial arts at the martial arts school!

Yes, yes!

A look of wild joy flashed across the man's face.

"Little stutterer, you've done a great job!"

The man wanted nothing more than to kiss the stuttering girl, so he quickly grabbed her, pushed through the crowd, and ran wildly toward the direction of Master Lu's house.

But after taking only two steps, he stopped again.

How could I possibly show up empty-handed?

And he knew it.

Grandpa Lu even emptied his coffin savings to support his precious grandson's martial arts training; the whole family is so poor!

We must provide timely assistance!

With that thought in mind, he ran wildly towards home.

Upon entering the house, he immediately pulled out his savings for his coffin from under the bed without saying a word.

The wife was terrified and rushed over, forgetting even to wash the clothes:

"Old Xiao! You've gone mad!"

"That woman is so short-sighted!" the man shouted immediately. "The results have just been released! Do you know that Old Master Lu's grandson passed the martial arts exam and became a scholar?"

"This is our only chance to curry favor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his wife's eyes widened in surprise.

Did Xiao Heng really succeed?

After Old Xiao shouted that, the idle neighbors around him heard it clearly.

Everyone realized what was happening.

Some people grabbed their own old hens, while others brought their few eggs, all rushing towards Grandpa Lu's house.

Seeing that someone was running faster than him, Old Xiao became anxious and cursed:

"These sycophantic scoundrels!"

"You've never been very filial to Old Master Lu before, but now that his precious grandson has gotten into high school, you're shamelessly trying to curry favor with him! Disgusting!"

Even so, Old Xiao still quickly followed the crowd towards the direction of Master Lu's house, shouting as he went:

"Don't you dare go empty-handed! Wedding money, wedding money! And don't forget to hire a cook for the feast; it's such a joyous occasion!"

The news of Lu Heng High School spread like wildfire.

A martial arts scholar! He's a martial arts scholar!

Those who truly hold official titles and honors are exempt from taxes and corvée labor.

These are people who were originally completely unrelated, but now they live in the same neighborhood and have all passed the imperial examination.

How could this not excite them?

Excited crowds swarmed toward the Lu family's old residence, some of whom had already made up their minds to establish a good relationship with Old Master Lu!