Chapter 62

Click~ The cabin door opened until it was fully open, with an automatic locking device to prevent it from closing suddenly.

Subsequently, a flight of stairs slowly descended from the cabin door and landed steadily on the playground.

A middle-aged man wearing a black martial arts suit and another young man in a suit appeared at the cabin door, followed by walking down the stairs.

"You must be Professor Ming, nice to meet you," the vice-principal took the initiative to reach out.

The middle-aged man in the martial arts suit smiled ritualistically: "Hello."

Subsequently, the middle-aged man’s gaze looked at Xu Bo standing to the side: "Xu Bo, long time no see."

"Senior Ming," Xu Bo said with a trace of respect: "I didn't expect you to come."

Xu Bo knew how powerful this middle-aged man was; he looked less than forty, but he was actually eighty years old and was a powerful Source Martial Artist.

He was a very famous professor at Jiangbei Martial Arts University, with students all over the world, and had high prestige in the province.

Xu Bo had met him once before.

Martial artists had extremely strong memories; as long as they had met, it was mostly hard to forget.

"Haha, why can't I come?" Senior Ming smiled: "I didn't come to see you, but to see the future young talents of my Jiangbei Province."

The two of them talked like old friends.

"These should be the little ones selected by your school this year, right?" Senior Ming’s gaze looked at Li Yuan and the others, a flash of essence in his eyes.

Boom! Boom!

As his gaze swept over, Li Yuan instantly felt a powerful sense of oppression impact him, and his heart jumped violently.

It was as if an ordinary person walking in the wild suddenly discovered a tiger with hanging eyes and a white forehead crouching three meters away, staring at them.

Their soul was about to explode!

Fortunately, Li Yuan’s spiritual sense had already reached Level 15, and he had been enduring the burning of the Great Sun in his Heart Divine Palace day and night, and his will had been tempered to be tough.

He did not change his expression!

In contrast, the other nine students, except for Lin Lanyue, Gu Qianghan, and others, all subconsciously took two steps back.

Even two students subconsciously cried out, then realized nothing was wrong, and lowered their heads in shame.

"Spiritual oppression?" Li Yuan thought to himself.

When he read "Basic Martial Arts Course," the book mentioned that the stronger the life form’s blood-Qi, spiritual sense, and will, the more they would naturally form a biological magnetic field around them, which would exert pressure on the weak life forms around them.

This was what ordinary people called "aura."

"Not bad, all good seedlings," Senior Ming’s aura returned to normal, and he smiled.

"Senior Ming is too kind," the vice-principal said politely.

Whoosh!

Senior Ming took a step, his figure like an illusion, stepping ten meters away, and arrived in front of Lin Lanyue.

Immediately, everyone looked over.

"Senior Ming," Lin Lanyue was quite respectful.

"Lin Lanyue?" Senior Ming’s voice became gentle: "It looks like the Lin family is going to produce another heroine."

"Senior knows me?" Lin Lanyue was slightly surprised.

"I do," Senior Ming smiled: "Many years ago, your father and I worked together, and I respect his character very much."

Everyone around was shocked and couldn't help but stare at Lin Lanyue; they had all heard that Lin Lanyue’s father seemed to be quite extraordinary.

"Senior Ming, his attitude is actually this good?" The vice-principal and the grade director were surprised.

They really didn't know Lin Lanyue’s true family background.

Lin Lanyue’s external "family information" had been optimized.

"Thank you, Senior Ming," Lin Lanyue was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Keep working hard," Senior Ming smiled.

Immediately, he looked at Li Yuan standing to the side: "This student, what is your name?"

Li Yuan was quite respectful: "Li Yuan."

"Li Yuan?" Senior Ming smiled: "I’ve remembered it. Li Yuan, if you don't choose the five prestigious universities in the college entrance exam, the 'Martial Artist Class' of Jiangbei Martial Arts University welcomes you at any time, and I will always keep a special training contract for you."

"What?" Everyone around was shocked.

"Li Yuan, so strong?" Gu Qianghan stared at Li Yuan curiously.

Other students were equally shocked.

A spot in the martial artist class of Jiangbei Martial Arts University? Most of the students present didn't care.

After all, as the top ten in the grade, their goals were all the five prestigious universities.

However, even a special training contract was directly reserved?

This showed that Senior Ming highly valued Li Yuan and believed that Li Yuan had great potential, far exceeding the other students present.

"Li Yuan, his total score in the January adjustment exam was clearly not as high as ours."

"Actually, he values Li Yuan more?"

"Could it be that Li Yuan’s strength has far surpassed us?" Several students looked at each other, all a bit confused, but no one dared to show it.

"For me? Reserved a special training contract?" Li Yuan was also a bit dazed.

This Senior Ming actually valued him this much?

Could it be that, like Hall Master Wan, the other party could also detect the special nature of his spiritual sense?

"Li Yuan, why don't you thank Senior Ming?" Xu Bo scolded in a low voice.

"Thank you, Senior, for your kindness," Li Yuan said respectfully.

"Haha, no need to be so polite," Senior Ming smiled, and then his gaze swept over all the students: "Students, I know everyone’s goal is the five prestigious universities, but you can also treat Jiangbei Martial Arts University as a fallback option."

"Also, for this event, observers from the five prestigious universities have come."

"I hope everyone will work hard during these five days of activities."

"Alright, board the aircraft."

Watching the aircraft leave.

"Teacher Xu," the vice-principal couldn't help but ask: "Who is Lin Lanyue’s father, do you know?"

"Not clear," Xu Bo shook his head.

"What about Li Yuan?" The grade director was curious: "In terms of grades, even with the raw score, Li Yuan is not as good as Lin Lanyue, why does Senior Ming only favor him?"

"Probably wants to adopt Li Yuan as a godson," Xu Bo smiled.

Grade director: "..."

Inside the aircraft, except for Senior Ming and several other teachers from Jiangbei Martial Arts University, more than a dozen students were already seated.

Looking at the school badges, they were all from other schools in Guanshan District. "Seems like they are from No. 1 High School."

"They have so many people, our school only has two spots."

"Stop complaining, others are tenth place, their grades are probably better than you, the first place."

Students from other schools whispered.

"Sit according to the serial number, fasten your seat belts," the young man in a suit ordered.

Lin Lanyue, Li Yuan, Gu Qianghan, and the others were divided into two rows and sat opposite each other according to their grades.

Li Yuan was sixth in the grade, just sitting opposite Lin Lanyue.

"Thanks for yesterday," Li Yuan looked at Lin Lanyue and said in a low voice.

"Small matter," Lin Lanyue nodded.

Gu Qianghan felt curious: "Sister, what happened between you and Li Yuan yesterday?"

"Sit down, shut up," Lin Lanyue said coldly.

!.

Gu Qianghan didn't dare to ask anymore.

"Li Yuan, have you awakened your martial arts spirituality?" The short-haired, sturdy youth sitting in the middle looked at Li Yuan, his eyes full of curiosity and also faintly containing a fighting spirit.

Other students also looked at Li Yuan curiously.

They all remembered the scene just now; Senior Ming’s attitude toward Li Yuan was clearly different.

"No," Li Yuan shook his head.

"Not awakened?" The short-haired, sturdy youth was puzzled: "Then Senior Ming just now?"

"Don't know," Li Yuan shook his head.

The short-haired, sturdy youth frowned, about to continue asking.

"Dong Haifeng," Lin Lanyue suddenly spoke coldly: "Has no one taught you? Don't pry into other people’s privacy."

"Lanyue, you?" Dong Haifeng’s expression changed slightly.

"Is 'Lanyue' something you can call?" Gu Qianghan, who was next to him, was unhappy: "Call her by her full name."

Dong Haifeng choked; he looked at Lin Lanyue sitting by the window, who had already closed her eyes, clearly unwilling to bother with him.

"Got it," Dong Haifeng said sullenly.

Immediately, Dong Haifeng’s gaze swept over Li Yuan, a trace of imperceptible disgust flashing in his eyes.

But he didn't say anything else.

When you hate someone, you don't need to resort to words.

"Dong Haifeng?" Li Yuan’s spiritual sense was strong, and he noticed the other party’s emotional change.

Dong Haifeng, whose martial arts grades were often in the top three of the grade, similar to Gu Qianghan.

Li Yuan didn't know why the other party hated him, but he didn't care.

"I’m not Blue Star coins, how can everyone like me?" Li Yuan shook his head lightly: "Even if it were Blue Star coins, some people would call them the root of all evil."

Jiangbei Martial Arts University, the core area, was a massive steel war fortress over three hundred meters high, full of a sense of technology.

Looking from afar, it was like a sci-fi steel city.

Inside the steel city, in a small conference room, more than a dozen men and women in uniform clothing sat in a circle.

On the badges on their chests, a towering mountain pattern was uniformly engraved.

"The students participating in the invitation event will arrive at the school in the afternoon."

"These eighty-eight students are the main targets of our trip, striving to make them willing to apply to our Kunlun Martial Arts University," the burly bald man sitting in the main seat, who looked about fifty, said with a clang: "The data has already been quickly reviewed, and the corresponding targets have been assigned to you."

"S-level targets, three."

"A-level targets, thirteen."

"B-level targets, seventy-two."

"Make a detailed assessment report, and for anyone determined to meet the B-level standard, interview and sign them immediately, do you understand?" The bald man said in a low voice.

"Understood," everyone said in unison.

"Is there anything else to add?" The bald man said.

"Dean Li," a gentle voice suddenly sounded: "I want to add another assessment target."

Swish! Swish! Everyone turned to look at the same time.

"Old Fan?" The bald man couldn't help but look over.

The speaker was an inconspicuous old man of about sixty.

He was Fan Jin, a teacher from the "Eight Academies" of Kunlun Martial Arts University.

"Who?" The bald man asked.

"Li Yuan," the old man Fan Jin said.

"Li Yuan?" The bald man thought for a moment: "The student from Guanshan District No. 1 High School, Li Yuan?"

"Yes," Fan Jin nodded.

"His martial arts skills are good, belonging to the A-level standard, but other aspects are average, and comprehensively speaking, they don't meet the B-level standard," the bald man shook his head directly.

He already knew the data of the thousands of students in the invitation event by heart.

"The material is incomplete," Fan Jin said directly: "I will add two points."

"First, his skills are already top-tier, having entered the top one thousand of the Blue Star Youth List; in terms of skills, he has already reached the baseline of the S-level standard."

"Second, his spiritual sense talent is extremely strong, comparable to a Level 15 martial artist," Fan Jin said.

The teachers present all showed shock.

"Is the news reliable?" The bald man’s eyes lit up, and he asked.

"Reliable, last October, he already signed a B-level contract with the Starfire Martial Hall," Fan Jin said solemnly.

"Good, temporarily listed as A-level, focus on assessment," the bald man looked at Fan Jin: "Old Fan, you are responsible."

"Five days later, I want to see a detailed assessment report on him."