Chapter 83: S-Class Contract (Requesting First Subscription and Monthly Votes)

Yue Feng did not answer, but turned and walked to the window, taking in the surroundings of Chi Qiong Martial Arts Hall and the cloudless sky for miles.

“Across the entire Blue Planet, governments, militaries, and martial arts halls together classify geniuses into seven tiers.”

“From D-class to A-class, that’s the limit of ordinary geniuses.”

“The S, SS, and SSS contracts are prepared exclusively for geniuses who awaken special abilities.”

“Once they awaken, their physical talents surge dramatically, becoming super geniuses who cross a realm in the shortest possible time.”

“They also awaken special abilities, allowing them to effortlessly kill ordinary martial artists and disaster beasts—pure dimensional suppression.”

“Lin Qi, even you, as a genius, will surely lose if you face a martial artist who has awakened a special ability at the same realm.”

Lin Qi was startled upon hearing this—so strong?

“Let me give a simple example: one type of metal-affinity special ability—Steel Body.”

“Those who possess this special ability develop stronger muscles and bones than others at the same realm, unleashing greater power in combat.”

“Special source energy permeates their entire body; when activated, this energy fuses with the skin, hardening it like steel.”

“In this state, they possess terrifying defense— a first-rank martial artist with the Steel Body ability can withstand attacks from ordinary third-rank martial artists.” Yue Feng gave the example.

Lin Qi was internally shocked—third-rank couldn’t break through?

His punch strength exceeded 1,100 kilograms, while third-rank martial artists possessed over 5,000 kilograms of power—when channeled into weapons, the destructive force was unimaginable.

Yet even that couldn’t break the defense.

So of course he couldn’t win.

It was practically non-human.

“Heaven seems to have divided geniuses into two tiers: those who awakened special abilities, and those who didn’t.”

“Once someone awakens a special ability, the directors of the three major martial arts halls personally visit to sign an S-class contract, and even help resolve family difficulties.”

“Then, based on martial progress, they may be upgraded to SS or even SSS contracts.”

After hearing this, Lin Qi realized how insignificant his own treatment was compared to an S-class genius.

“Lin Qi, how outstanding must one be to overcome the gap of a special ability and earn an S-class contract?”

Yue Feng turned and asked with a meaningful look.

Lin Qi exhaled a long breath and instantly calmed himself.

“Director Yue means the S-class contract isn’t impossible.”

Yue Feng smiled and said:

“Calm enough—you noticed the flaw in my words.”

“A-class isn’t the peak; S-class is.”

“As long as you demonstrate sufficient talent, even without awakening a special ability, you can become an S-class genius.”

“Extraordinary physical talent. Astonishing comprehension.”

“So if I meet these, I can be upgraded to an S-class contract?”

“But such S-class geniuses are exceedingly rare—fewer than those who awaken special abilities.”

“Each year in Cang Province, two or three geniuses awaken special abilities, but only one qualifies for S-class, sometimes none at all.”

“So S-class is too far from you—unless you rank among the top three in Cang Province, there’s barely a chance.”

Yue Feng explained patiently.

S-class contract. Top three in Cang Province.

Lin Qi nodded, committing these standards to memory.

…

A few minutes later, Sun Guanli led Lin Qi out of the office.

In the elevator, Lin Qi’s thoughts remained fixed on awakening special abilities.

“Director Sun, do you think I can still awaken a special ability?” he suddenly asked.

Sun Guanli smiled: “There’s certainly hope. Decades of scientific statistics show over 90% of people awaken special abilities between ages 17 and 18.”

“If you haven’t awakened by 20, the chance is nearly zero—you must wait until breaking into the seventh realm.”

“Theoretically, the better your innate talent, the higher your probability of awakening.”

“So Lin Qi, you’re only 17—you still have hope.”

Lin Qi nodded. He believed his Template Talent meant he wouldn’t need to wait until the seventh realm; awakening a special ability was inevitable.

At that moment, Sun Guanli added:

“Lin Qi, the Moonlight Event is less than a week away—you must hurry to reach Moonlight Rank.”

“Though Moonlight Rank only requires 1,000 points, the final 100 points aren’t easy to earn.”

Lin Qi’s mind stirred—he asked sincerely:

“Director Sun, I don’t understand the details—could you explain further?”

Sun Guanli smiled: “Of course! The 3 million yuan prize sounds inspiring, but it’s hard to win—it’s equivalent to the reward for an B-class contract.”

“Last year, fewer than 30 people reached Moonlight Rank by the event’s end.”

“Fewer than 30?!”

Lin Qi was shocked—he’d assumed there’d be a hundred or two hundred participants.

“In the final days, many civilian martial artists sign up for the Moonlight Event—all of them with martial arts skills below Second Stage, Low Tier.”

“Unlike you, they earn 10,000 Xiaoguo yuan for defeating any student.”

“These martial artists have seen battlefields—though their skills are weak, their experience is immense, making them extremely hard to defeat.”

“If you have over 900 points, you’ll likely be matched against them—winning won’t be easy.”

Lin Qi thought to himself: no wonder fewer than 30 advanced—this event is a trap.

Facing these civilian martial artists, winning even one match is difficult—he had only 700 points, far short.

!

“I understand. Thank you for the advice, Director Sun,” Lin Qi nodded gratefully.

Sun Guanli waved his hand: “No need for thanks.”

“Ding!”

The elevator doors opened, revealing a burly figure standing there—his face heavy with flesh, body massive, radiating formidable energy.

“Director Lu!” Sun Guanli greeted.

Lin Qi was startled—Director? Was this another vice-director?

He also offered a greeting.

“Hmph!”

“You’re Lin Qi!”

Director Lu stared at Lin Qi, frowning and grunting twice.

“Yes.”

As Lin Qi wondered, Sun Guanli pulled him away—only speaking once the elevator doors had fully closed:

“Director Lu and Director Yue are both vice-directors and have a competitive relationship.”

“You and Jiang Tao were both personally signed by Director Yue—your rapid progress earned him praise and rewards, bringing him great honor.”

“Director Lu, however, was criticized—so he has no goodwill toward you.”

Hearing this, Lin Qi understood.

Now, he was aligned with Vice-Director Yue—and Lu would likely never treat him kindly again.

…

After parting with Sun Guanli, Lin Qi entered his B123 martial arts room with his password.

In the center of the room, his father Lin Zhen sat cross-legged on a cushion, radiating an invisible aura.

Lin Qi faintly saw countless light particles rapidly drawn into his father’s body.

This was the cultivation technique—absorbing ambient source energy to optimize genes and transform the body.

“Huu~”

Lin Zhen opened his eyes and smiled at Lin Qi:

“Xiao Qi, the source energy concentration in your martial arts room is far higher than at home or school.”

Lin Qi realized—this must be why martial arts rooms cost so much.

“Dad, you can come to the martial arts hall regularly—I’ll pay with my family card.”

“Good!” Lin Zhen nodded without refusal.

“Dad, I’ve upgraded to an A-class contract!”

“Within a month, Mom can have her surgery.”

Lin Qi delivered the good news.

“Good! Good! Good!” Lin Zhen’s eyes widened, repeating “good” three times in excitement.

“Your mother won’t have to suffer anymore,” Lin Zhen said, his eyes instantly turning red.

Only he knew how agonizing it was to watch her endure pain every single day.

Seeing this, Lin Qi smiled too.

…

(End of Chapter)