Chapter 182: Longyu's Recognition!

Quickly move your hand away, it's dangerous!

The chubby male student kept stepping back while shouting at Lu Jing.

This statue at the gate of Fu Martial University is quite famous.

It was personally forged by Zhang Fu, and it is said to contain a trace of his will; ordinary people who touch it are blown away instantly.

Yet Lu Jing continued to stare at the statue before him, a faint light beginning to bloom in his eyes.

"Is this the will of Longyu?"

Lu Jing excitedly licked his lips.

Only see an intangible wave surge from the statue, condensing in the air into a towering figure reminiscent of Heaven-Earth Manifestation.

This figure is entirely composed of will; the naked eye can barely catch a blurred, distorted translucent silhouette.

The next moment, this translucent figure slightly bowed its head and gazed down at Lu Jing below.

Hum—

Their eyes met, and Lu Jing felt as if he were staring directly at the midday sun.

Under this "sun's" glare, Lu Jing's mental power was rapidly compressed and forged, the diamond figurine in his mind completing at a visible speed.

Just as Lu Jing became immersed in this state, the figure in the air suddenly turned illusory, leaving him a meaningful glance before dissipating into smoke.

"What... just happened?"

The chubby male student was somewhat baffled—how could Lu Jing's hand touch it with no effect at all?

This completely contradicts what he knows.

Could it be that this boy before him has been acknowledged by Longyu's will?

"Touching it actually did nothing," the chubby male student said, edging closer with an eager-to-try expression, "Let me give it a try too."

Having said that, he placed his hand on the statue's base.

Immediately afterward.

Centering on Zhang Fu's statue, an intangible air wave spread outward, forming a circular vacuum trail.

"Ah— I'm gone!"

And the chubby male student, being the first to bear the brunt, was instantly blown away, tumbling through the air tens of meters high.

This air wave continued to expand—ten meters... fifty meters... one hundred meters.

At the same time.

At the new student registration area.

Three upperclassmen tasked with guiding the freshmen were boredly playing on their phones.

Just then, a faint sound came from nearby, accompanied by a violent shaking of the room.

One of the sturdy youths instinctively looked out the window.

Only see a white line spreading toward them, cutting all the landscaping plants in the flowerbeds cleanly in half wherever it passed.

As if a gigantic sickle had sliced through them.

"Holy crap, something happened!"

The youth's muscles instantly tensed throughout his body, then he assumed a defensive stance.

The other few upperclassmen who had been absentmindedly playing on their phones also rose to their feet, scalps tingling.

It was like suddenly having a large truck doing a hundred miles per hour jump out while crossing the street.

That creepy feeling instantly snapped them to attention.

"Crack—crack—"

Accompanied by the sound of trees collapsing nearby, everyone exerted their full strength.

Bang—

Bang—

Like shuttlecocks knocked into the air, several people slammed into the wall and then crashed down hard.

Fortunately, no one was injured.

The students of Fu Martial University all possess formidable combat ability.

In the shortest time possible, they made the most accurate judgment.

This residual wave continued to spread for nearly another hundred meters before gradually fading away.

After the smoke and dust cleared, several people hurriedly rose and ran toward the school gate.

If I'm not mistaken, someone touched the statue at the school gate.

When they arrived at the school gate, the scene was even more shocking—the stone slabs on the ground had been cracked by the shock.

And beside the statue, a tall, slender figure gradually became visible.

The leading sturdy youth who had rushed out saw his pupils contract sharply, his heart feeling as if it were being fiercely gripped.

How could this boy be so close to the statue yet remain completely unharmed?

Only see that the boy has a handsome appearance, his skin emitting a faint golden glow, with a sun high above his head.

The boy's calm gaze fell upon the several sturdy youths, whose bodies instantly tensed, as if they were being stared down by a flood beast, their legs refusing to obey.

"Holy shit, I almost bought the farm!"

Not far away, the chubby male student limped over, "This isn't fair—why does touching it do nothing to you, but I explode the moment I touch it?!"

"What? You're saying he touched Longyu's statue and wasn't blown away?"

The sturdy youth looked at the two, his face full of shock.

Who the heck is this kid, actually being acknowledged by Zhang Fu's will?!

"Hello, fellow student. My name is Bocai Le, and I'm responsible for guiding newcomers to register."

Bocailè walked toward Lu Jing, introducing himself, "Was what that fat guy just said true?"

"It's true."

Lu Jing didn't want to discuss this too much, changing the subject: "I'm here to register; where should I go?"

"You're this year's freshman, hand over your admission notice for me to look at."

Lu Jing took out the admission notice from Shogunate Martial University and handed it over.

Bocailè merely glanced at it, and a hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

"So he's this year's Martial Top Scholar; no wonder he was approved by the Dragon Emperor's Will..."

"What, he's the Martial Top Scholar?"

"Holy crap, the Martial Top Scholar has come to our school?"

The nearby upperclassmen instantly surrounded him, their eyes fixed on Lu Jing as they kept sizing him up.

One girl snatched Lu Jing's admission notice from Bocailè's hands, flipping through it in her hand while making constant tsking sounds.

"I'll be damned, it really is him; our school has struck gold!"

The girl giggled as she approached Lu Jing, "Junior, come on, let me, your senior sister, take you to register."

"Sure, thanks for the trouble."

Lu Jing didn't refuse either, directly following the girl as they walked toward the school.

"Hey, wait for me, I'm also here to register!"

The ignored chubby guy shouted, then limped along behind them.

After the trio's silhouettes faded away, Bocailè and the others finally began to talk.

"As expected of the Martial Top Scholar, his gaze just now scared me into not daring to move..."

"Same here; Lu Jing's aura is too astonishing—if I faced him, I probably wouldn't be his match."

Another young man echoed.

"Scrap that 'should'—you definitely aren't his opponent," Bocailè shook his head, saying somewhat enviously, "Don't forget his age; he's two years younger than us!"

"Hey, wait, how should we handle this?"

The young man pointed at the broken blue stone tiles on the ground.

"This... let's report it first, have the Director handle it; the school gate isn't our responsibility."

Bocailè shrugged and walked away.

"Wow, the scenery in here is too beautiful!"

Upon entering the gate, the chubby guy exclaimed in surprise.

Before entering, because the gate blocked the view, we couldn't see inside.

Only after entering did we discover that the campus is truly vast!