Chapter 596

"Using lightning to transform fire, Master Lei Huo truly possesses heavenly talent."

"Conversely, all his fire-related combat techniques are extremely difficult to cultivate."

"According to the database, I found data from the First Civilization Era."

"Master Lei Huo once took six disciples, but four of them eventually faded into obscurity because their combat technique cultivation was simply too slow."

"Only two achieved even slight accomplishments."

"Iva continued, 'Even with a complete scripture, cultivation is this difficult—repairing the combat technique will be even harder.'"

"S-rank—Wang Chun must have deliberately set a trap for you."

"The 'Falling Thunder Technique' he holds is far easier to repair than yours."

"It doesn't matter—I have my own measure."

Hearing Iva's words, Xu Jingming's interest in the 'Lei Huo' combat technique grew even stronger.

He nodded at Wang Chun before him: "Fine. You repair 'Falling Thunder.' I'll repair 'Lei Huo.'"

Wang Chun had been nervous, fearing Xu Jingming might detect some trick.

Seeing Xu Jingming agree so swiftly, he secretly rejoiced and hurriedly said:

"No wonder you're the number one in the National Genius Competition! Truly generous!"

"The wager officially begins now!"

"In half an hour, the incomplete S+ rank combat technique 'Lei Huo' will be delivered to your villa."

"If you complete your repair before I do, I will immediately surrender the position of Head Coach to you—no turning back!"

Seeing the two reach an agreement, Beck beside them was stunned and asked tentatively:

"Master Wang, what about us?"

"You?"

Wang Chun raised an eyebrow and said solemnly:

"The martial arts hall's rules are sacred and inviolable. You violated the rules and have been expelled from the Elite Training Camp."

"Go pack your things. In one day, I don't want to see you anywhere near this hall again."

Saying this, he ignored Beck and the others, who sat frozen in shock, and walked out directly.

"This is power. With power, interpreting the rules is just a single sentence."

"You can arbitrarily decide others' futures..."

Xu Jingming thought silently.

Of course,

In this world of Blue Star, the constraints of rules depend entirely on strength.

If I reach the ninth tier, not even this small Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall branch—

even Deputy Director Hu Jinyu—would have to make way for me.

"In the end, my strength is still insufficient."

Shaking his head, Xu Jingming turned to Xia Lan:

"You two chat first. I'm going to find Master Ling Shuang."

Besides asking about how to join the front-line battlefield, I must also tell Master Ling Shuang about this wager with Wang Chun.

"Master Ling Shuang isn't here—she went back to her villa," Xia Lan said softly.

Just over ten minutes ago, Ling Shuang had sent her a voice message saying she'd be at the villa in an hour to give a lesson.

"Alright, I'll call and confirm first."

Taking out his phone, he called Ling Shuang, confirmed she was at the villa, then left.

"So cool—he just kicked Beck and the others out with a few words."

After Xu Jingming left, He Xin and the others looked at him with worshipful eyes.

Beck and his group had always been cruel, having been reported by other students more than once.

But because their strength was decent, every complaint had ended in nothing.

Not even symbolic punishment was ever given—yet now, Xu Jingming had expelled them.

Unlike He Xin and the others' admiration, Xia Lan's beautiful, sapphire-like eyes held a faint trace of concern.

Ling Shuang's villa.

In the living room, besides Ling Shuang, there was also a beautiful woman in her early thirties.

The woman brought a little girl, over seven years old, who seemed somewhat nervous.

She timidly leaned against her mother, her large, dark eyes curiously scanning around.

"Xiao Shuang, was that your student who just called?" the woman asked with a smile.

"Yes, he has something to discuss—he'll come by soon," Ling Shuang said, placing her phone casually on the coffee table.

"How wonderful—your student is already the National Genius Competition champion."

"You yourself are an eighth-tier Master Zongshi, while I've long since married and become a housewife."

"I haven't cultivated in ages—my rank has stagnated at the third tier."

The woman sighed.

"That's also another kind of life," Ling Shuang replied with a light laugh.

The woman's name was Bai Sha; she was also thirty-five, the same age as Ling Shuang.

She was a friend Ling Shuang had met during her training in Dayangzhou seven or eight years ago.

They had lost contact for a long time; now that they met again, both had become married women.

"Don't comfort me, Xiao Shuang—before I came to see you today."

Just thinking about facing an Eighth-Stage Master Zongshi made her heart race with tension.

Luckily, you're still the same with me as before; otherwise, I really couldn't stay.

Bai Sha patted her chest, saying with a hint of relief.

If an Eighth-Stage Master Zongshi unleashed their aura, a Third-Stage Adept like her—

Not only could she not speak, she might not even be able to move.

"By the way, I'm already married. Xiao Shuang, you haven't found someone you like yet, have you?"

I heard there's a scion from a top-tier clan in Greater Xia chasing after you.

Bai Sha covered her mouth and laughed softly.

"I'm not interested in that person," Ling Shuang shook her head.

"Really? But for someone of your caliber, choosing a partner must be cautious."

When you finally have a result, you must treat me to wedding wine.

Come to think of it, my husband is someone I met here at Lei Ting Martial Arts Gym..."

Bai Sha seemed to have opened the floodgates, talking endlessly.

Only then did Ling Shuang understand why her old friend had come to find her now.

Bai Sha's husband, Ding Cai, is a minor supervisor at Lei Ting Martial Arts Gym.

He must have been afraid of leaving her with a bad impression, so he specifically asked Bai Sha to plead his case.

"Ding Cai actually wanted to go to the airport to pick you up yesterday, but he couldn't act because of Director Liu's orders."

You know, Director Liu treats your arrival like an impending threat.

He specifically ordered that no supervisor, big or small, should have contact with you. Ding Cai had no choice."

Bai Sha said with a touch of apology.

"It's fine, I don't mind," Ling Shuang shook her head.

People like Ding Cai are just fence-sitters.

In the power struggle between her and Liu Shan, they'll follow whoever wins.

Sending Bai Sha here now is just so that, if Ling Shuang wins, she might consider him a little.

But reality isn't that simple—no drop of kindness, no torrent of repayment.

Of course,

Since he's an old friend's husband, if she ultimately achieves her goal,

Giving him a slight promotion is possible; promoting him significantly is basically impossible.

"That's good," Bai Sha sighed in relief, seeing her most important goal achieved.

"Ling Laoshi, I'm here."

At that moment, accompanied by a steady voice, Xu Jingming walked in.