Chapter 289

They were the two who had participated in the Eastern Military Qiming General Selection with him and had been “trained” by him.

He remembered that Kong Qing had been tortured badly by him. When she finally received her reward, her face was still sour.

“The martial arts universities in the eastern provinces have good relations with each other. It’s normal for Xing Zhi and Kong Qing to get into the top martial arts universities in their respective provinces ...”

Lu Sheng thought and said to Lu Ming in front of him, “That’s right, they’re my friends. Say hello to them for me.”

“Of course, of course.”

Lu Ming promised repeatedly, looking very happy.

“Although they’re not students of Dongning Martial University, they’re still my juniors. I’ll definitely pass on your message.”

After saying that, Lu Ming did not dare to disturb Lu Sheng any longer and left quickly.

After Lu Ming left, Lu Sheng looked in the direction of Kong Qing and Xing Zhi, smiled and nodded as a gesture.

...

“It’s really him. I thought I got the wrong person ...”

Seeing Lu Sheng nod, Xing Zhi, who was standing with the Dongning Martial University team, clenched his fists in disbelief.

“I didn’t expect ... He’s already grown to such heights.”

Xing Zhi exhaled heavily; his expression complicated.

Ever since the Qiming General Selection ended, he had not seen Lu Sheng again.

The only time he heard about Lu Sheng was on the television news.

The nation’s Martial Dragon Champion, the number one martial arts scholar.

Xing Zhi remembered that when he saw the news, he was stunned for a long time.

In all his years, it was the first time he felt like he could not surpass someone his age.

***

The one you just sent flying was ...

Xing Zhi’s Gaokao results were not bad. He was the city’s martial arts champion and the province’s third.

This result was enough to challenge Capital City’s Sage Martial University.

However, Xing Zhi did not go. Instead, he went to the province’s First Martial Arts University.

Before the Qiming General Selection, Xing Zhi was arrogant and confident.

After the Qiming General Selection, his mentality changed completely.

It was really a lucky draw. He actually got a bye in the first round.

It was also good to have a bye. It saved Lu Sheng the trouble of going up and down.

The contestants who were divided into groups went to their respective competition grounds.

The huge Martial Arts Plaza was divided into hundreds of Martial Arts Arenas, and the non-participants were banished to the edge of the plaza.

Only cameramen and referees had the right to walk around the arena.

Lu Sheng felt a little sympathetic as he watched the cameraman running around the venue with snot dripping from his nose due to the cold wind on the mountaintop.

He found a seat nearby and casually watched the competition on the stage.

The martial arts field in front of him was about twenty square meters, which was a little small for warriors whose average strength was above Level 5.

However, this only served to show off his strength.

Because once he was knocked out of the arena, it would be judged as a loss.

Lu Sheng had heard of many similar cases where a powerful martial artist lost the competition because he rushed too fiercely and did not control himself well enough to run out of the arena.

There were two people competing in the martial arts field in front of Lu Sheng.

One of them was in his early twenties. He looked energetic and wore a martial arts suit with the words “Sichuan University” printed on it.

He was a student from Sichuan Martial Arts University.

His opponent was slightly older than him. He had a calm temperament and even breathing.

He did not need to look at the logo on his martial arts suit to know that he came from a martial arts school.

“Begin!”

The referee from the Martial Arts Association ordered. The contestant from Sichuan University immediately rushed toward his opponent.

The latter’s expression did not change. The two of them quickly stood together.

White Chi Construct tore through the air, making crackling sounds.

After a few short minutes, the Sichuan University contestant was punched out of the arena by his opponent.

“Martial Arts Academy’s Hou Maode wins!”

The referee announced loudly.

There were cheers at the side of the arena. A few young men and women rushed toward the young man, their eyebrows raised.

“As expected of Senior Brother!”

“Senior Brother is too awesome. Our Martial Arts Academy can hit the top 100 this year!”

“Hehe ...”