Martial arts practice is a process of constantly tapping the potential of the human body. In this process, some people may awaken some powerful abilities beyond ordinary people's imagination. These people are called talented warriors. "It's only possible that some talented fighters will experience a sharp increase in blood value at the early stage of awakening their talent, which coincides with the changes that happened to Lu Sheng. As for his outrageous combat power that far exceeds that of a normal warrior, it should be the innate ability he awakened, perhaps something like strength. " At this time, Xiao Yuhe's thoughts were clear, and all doubts about Lu Sheng were dispelled in his mind, leaving only happiness and joy. As a sixth-level powerhouse, he naturally knows how valuable a talented warrior is. If it is said, there may be one official warrior out of a thousand ordinary people. Then, out of a thousand warriors, there may not be a single talented warrior. One can imagine how precious it is.
Not to mention a talented martial artist like Lu Sheng. Xiao Yuhe has been the president of the Baihe City Martial Artists Association for almost eight years. Originally, he felt that this was the end of his life, and he would honestly be the chairman of the association for a few more years, and finally retire in this position. but! Xiao Yuhe now sees the hope of promotion! "If...if I can cultivate the seedling Lu Sheng well, and when he grows to a certain height, the rewards he brings to me may allow me to climb up again..." Xiao Yuhe is not an official fan, nor is he obsessed with power. What he really cares about is what comes behind the power. resource. If he can go up to another level, the resources he can get are not comparable to that of a mere head of the Baihe City Martial Arts Association. And with the help of these resources, it is entirely possible for Xiao Yuhe to set foot in the place he dreamed of. Level seven, Grandmaster! "If I have enough resources, I still need to hide in the office and write every day? Fuck the 100,000 divine characters!" Xiao Yuhe has long been tired of writing crookedly. Now he feels like vomiting when he sees the word "God". Thinking of this, Xiao Yuhe could hardly hold back the excitement and joy in his heart, and quickly arranged for the secretary. "Quick, hurry up and arrange a car for me. I want to go to Yilie Lu Sheng's house in person. Pay a good visit to his parents and thank them for giving birth to such a good son..." "Yes, President." .....
Ni Shuang stood at the entrance of the martial arts hall, pacing back and forth, looking a little irritable. A muscular young man wearing a Hongchuan Martial Arts uniform ran in panting. "Senior Sister Ni..." "How about it?" Ni Shuang's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and with a bit of anticipation and urgency, she asked, "Any news?" The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said: "Yes. His name is Lu Sheng, a student of Baihe No. 3 Middle School, and he is in the third year of high school this year. His father works as a porter in Shenhang Logistics, his mother works as a cashier in Jiajiafu Supermarket, and there is a younger sister in the family. The whole family lives in Building 15, Bilan District..." "good!" Ni Shuang clenched her fist hard, with a look of joy on her face. Seeing this, the young man next to him was a little puzzled, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Senior Sister Ni, why are you looking for this Lu Sheng? Did he offend you? Let me tell you, Senior Sister, she is only a child, there is no need to force people to death like this..." "Shut up!" Ni Shuang couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted the young man angrily. What is it all about? Is she, Ni Shuang, the kind of person who calls a group of people to trouble other people's families for a little personal grudge? Really speechless. The young man shut up obediently, not daring to say more. After all, Ni Shuang is the daughter of the gym owner, and she is very powerful. Almost no one can beat her in the martial arts gym. She is an out-and-out master sister. At this time, Ni Shuang answered a call. "knew." Ni Shuang hung up the phone, complexities written all over her handsome face. This call was from her friend in the martial arts association. "I knew it would be soon, but I didn't expect it to be so soon..." Ni Shuang took a deep breath, her eyes returned to the calmness of the past, and strode out the door. "Take me to Lu Sheng's house. By the way, let the brothers and sisters go and buy some gifts, suitable for parents, elders and little girls aged sixteen or seventeen. It's more expensive..." .... "Mr. Zhong, tomorrow I have to meet the student named Lu Sheng that you mentioned in your mouth. The school committee will never agree to grant the scholarship without seeing his achievements with his own eyes. and...."
The vice principal sitting behind the desk pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said coldly: "As far as I know, this student named Lu Sheng hasn't come to school for almost two weeks. Have you contacted his parents? " Zhong Zhenguo frowned and said, "Vice principal, you still don't believe what I said?" "Only relying on the grade report form you handed in? Sorry, it's really not enough." The vice principal shook his head. A trace of anger flashed in Zhong Zhenguo's eyes, but he was more helpless. He always thought that he still had a little say in the school, but now he realized that he was only a second-level martial artist, and he was nothing in the eyes of the school committee. Just an ordinary practical teacher. There are many people who are qualified for this position. After a moment of silence, Zhong Zhenguo compromised. "Well, I guarantee that within this week, Lu Sheng will definitely go back to school. But at his own request, can he not notify the parents?" "no." The vice-principal refused indifferently, "Not coming to school for more than a week is already a serious violation of discipline. I didn't choose to expel him immediately, it was already to save face for you. And Teacher Zhong, I have to remind you that your handling of this matter is very wrong. You are covering bad students, do you know..." Zhong Zhenguo wanted to say something, but the vice principal had already waved his hand, expressing that he didn't want to talk to him anymore. Zhong Zhenguo stood up. "Then, vice principal, I'll go back first." The vice-principal hummed indifferently, looked down at the document, and didn't intend to send it to him at all. Zhong Zhenguo sighed lightly and was about to leave. At this moment, a person rushed in from the door in a hurry. "Good news, great news! Haha..."