Chapter 115: Radiant Halo

Beside him, Xu Xingwu also raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was up between the two.

He looked at Lu Jing, whose face was calm, and a flash of admiration crossed his eyes.

"Nice kid, so you didn't need my help and already got it done?"

"But this kid's taste is quite unique."

Yao Rong heard Yao Shaoyuan's question, lightly nodded, and spoke in a tiny mosquito-like voice: "Grandfather, he's the person I told you about."

"Which person?"

Yao Shaoyuan dared not be sure and hurriedly asked again.

"It's that number one in the ranking battle..."

"???"

Now not only Yao Shaoyuan and Xu Xingwu, but even Lu Jing wore a look of confusion.

Lu Jing frowned, not knowing what had happened here before he arrived.

How come the atmosphere is so strange?

And what's with President Xu's approving gaze?

"No, this doesn't add up either!"

Yao Shaoyuan spread his hands, unable to figure out the situation: "In other words, is the Spirit-system Talent Endowed who ranked first in the ranking battle the same person Old Xu was talking about?"

"Probably..."

Yao Rong nodded.

Meanwhile, Xu Xingwu, who stood nearby, stepped forward and grabbed Lu Jing: "Impossible! I know Lu Jing's strength; he's not that strong, and besides, he's not a Talent Endowed!"

Lu Jing quickly interjected: "President Xu, I am indeed a Spirit-system Talent Endowed."

"What?!"

Seeing his disbelief, Lu Jing took out a kraft file bag from his spatial ring and handed it over.

"President Xu, I came this time to ask you to help me re-certify my Martial Artist rank. I have already reached the Blood Qi standard of a Fourth Realm Martial Artist in the training camp, so I can waive the Martial Artist assessment with this document."

Xu Xingwu half-believing, half-doubting, opened the seal of the file bag and took out the documents inside.

He immediately saw the military department seal stamped on it, which could definitely not be forged.

So Lu Jing is telling the truth!

He really is a Talent Endowed, and he even won first place in the Genius Training Camp!

"Holy shit..."

Xu Xingwu couldn't help but curse, his hands gripping the file bag trembling uncontrollably.

After one minute, he finally finished reading all the contents.

Xu Xingwu could no longer contain himself, excitement flashing in his eyes: "Lu Jing, you won first place, and you're even supposed to represent our Dongchuan Province in the Dragon Imperial New Star election?!"

"Yeah, just good luck."

Lu Jing scratched his head modestly: "Actually, I didn't even fight in the final ranking battle..."

"You didn't fight in the ranking battle?"

Yao Shaoyuan leaned in, his eyes sharp as he stared at Lu Jing: "Could there be some inside story?"

Lu Jing ignored him; this old man seemed off, his gaze filled with hostility, as if he were looking at his father's killer.

"You don't know shit!"

Xu Xingwu snapped angrily: "It's clearly written above—because Lu Jing's strength is too great, even if he entered the ranking battle, no student would dare challenge him, so they made an exception just once!"

"That strong?"

Yao Shaoyuan sucked in a breath of cold air; this kind of thing he had never heard before.

What's even more outrageous is that these hot-blooded young students actually all agreed?

"Grandfather, Lu Jing is far stronger than me—you don't know, his punching power is already comparable to that of a Master Realm!"

Yao Rong chimed in from the side.

"His punching power matches a Master?!"

Silence.

In the reception room, first there was silence, then the sound of swallowing saliva.

"Lu Jing, if I'm not mistaken, you're just eighteen this year, right?"

Xu Xingwu's hands trembled, and the file bag accidentally fell to the ground; he quickly bent down to pick it up.

Yao Shaoyuan also looked astonished: "My goodness, an eighteen-year-old youth Master? No wonder no one dared to challenge him; if it were me back in my youth, I wouldn't have had that courage either..."

Xu Xingwu calmed himself, suppressed his joy, and smiled at Lu Jing: "Don't worry, I'll handle the Fourth Realm Martial Artist badge; once it's ready, I'll send someone directly to your home."

"But you brat, how did you hide your Talent Endowed status so deeply, not even telling me!"

Lu Jing smiled embarrassedly: "President Xu, I didn't mean to keep it secret; mainly, you never asked me..."

"Well... that's true too."

Xu Xingwu blinked slightly, knowing Lu Jing didn't want to explain the reason, he casually found an excuse to brush it off and didn't pursue the matter further.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already excited to the extreme, the flush on his face giving him away.

Eighteen years old, Fourth Realm Blood Qi, Master Fist Power, Perfection Realm Fist Intent, Spirit-system Talent Endowed...

All these halos overlapped on a single person.

The most important thing is!

Lu Jing actually obtained the qualifications to run for Dragon Imperial New Star; if he truly succeeds in the election...

... then I would definitely be able to ride his coattails to success, no longer stuck in this small town!

By then, what would Ye Shaohua even count as?

The conflict between the two will also dissipate over time as Lu Jing's status and strength rise.

"Lu Jing, you have to keep pushing, strive to earn the title Dragon Imperial New Star; it will be a great help to you!"

Xu Xingwu patted Lu Jing's shoulder, his face alight with an indescribable brilliance.

He felt Lu Jing was his lucky star!

At this moment, Yao Shaoyuan no longer knew what to say.

He had just been saying Lu Jing was unworthy of his granddaughter, and now—

Now his granddaughter can't reach Lu Jing!

The reversal came far too quickly.

He also knows what the Dragon Imperial New Star is.

Each province has only one slot, representing the province's emerging strength!

Every year the grand, massively popular talent training camp, swarming with countless people, is merely paving the way for the Dragon Imperial New Star's candidacy.

But on second thought—

The boy is so outstanding; no wonder his granddaughter fell for him.

"Alas..." Yao Shaoyuan sighed, clasped fists toward Xu Xingwu and Lu Jing, "Old Xu, young friend Lu Jing, we shall take our leave now."

After speaking, he led Yao Rong, who kept looking back every step, out of the reception room.

"Hey! Old Yao, the tea leaves haven't been taken yet!"

"Lu Jing, what are your plans from now on?"

Xu Xingwu had his assistant fetch a new tea set, and personally brewed a cup of tea for Lu Jing.

Lu Jing said evenly, "First go home; as for plans... we'll talk later."

The two chatted about various things; Xu Xingwu wanted to keep Lu Jing a while longer to draw them closer and perhaps have lunch together.

But Lu Jing refused outright.

After seeing Lu Jing to the car, Xu Xingwu could no longer suppress his smile and burst into hearty laughter.

"Ha ha, wonderful!"

He was full of vigor, even walking on tiptoes.

The staff passing by all gave him strange looks, unsure what madness the chairman had this time.

Meanwhile, Lu Jing slipped into a taxi and gave the address of Tianyi Martial Hall.

Calculating the time, his Minyinfeijian should already be finished, right.