Chapter 276: Capital Martial Arts Arena

On the way back, Lu Jing still savored that satisfying, free-flowing punch.

With his current strength, the training room of Bakufu Martial University could no longer withstand his tossing about; a little more force could tear the whole training room apart.

"Meet at the school gate at 8 a. m. tomorrow? You need to stay out of town for a few days, right? Okay, got it......"

Lu Jing, who was practicing body-tempering technique, stopped his movements, picked up the phone; it was the principal's secretary calling.

They informed him to take the school bus early tomorrow morning to out of town to participate in the National Youth Martial Arts Tournament.

"The martial arts tournament will be live-streamed in full; this is a rare opportunity to make a name for oneself, no wonder even the disciples of those hidden clans can't hold back."

Lu Jing idly played with his phone, feeling somewhat bored.

If it weren't for NieZhenghao using credits as a reward, Lu Jing would never have gone to participate in the martial arts tournament.

"Once I'm back, I can apply for graduation; the next step is to join the Military Region and enter the Cave battlefield......"

Lu Jing let out a breath, lay back in the chair, and gazed blankly out the window.

The clear sky was blue as a washed-out expanse; the soft sunlight spilled across the table, abundant and gentle.

From outside the villa came occasional sounds of students' laughter and joy; everything was so peaceful and beautiful.

Lu Jing could imagine it: in another Cave world, countless martial artists forge ahead under heavy loads, flesh and blood forged into the Great Wall, resisting the invasion of alien beasts; their world holds only endless blood and collapse.

"All this peace before our eyes is bought with their lives, and soon I too will set foot on this road of no return......"

A smile appeared on Lu Jing's face as he murmured softly: "Still, I am honored."

The next day.

Early morning.

Lu Jing was still sound asleep when he was awakened by shouting from outside.

"Brother Lu, it's almost time!"

Outside the villa gate, Ma Houshi and Jiang Fanxin were knocking on the door; they had come to see Lu Jing off.

Lu Jing picked up his phone to check the time; it was seven in the morning.

After washing up and putting on his clothes, he went out.

"Lu Jing, you finally showed up; everyone else is already assembled and waiting in the car!"

Seeing the villa gate open, Jiang Fanxin hurried over to remind him.

"These people are too enthusiastic, aren't they? Isn't there still over half an hour?"

Lu Jing waved his hand and walked toward the cafeteria: "Let's go get breakfast first; make them wait a bit."

Bakufu Martial University main gate.

An MPV long-distance sedan opened its door, with several people sitting inside.

Many Bakufu Martial University students surrounded the sedan, chattering about something.

Their expressions were all excited and stirred; unlike previous martial arts tournaments, this year Bakufu Martial University has this monster Lu Jing, so the probability of securing the championship is still high.

"This martial arts tournament, our Bakufu Martial University is a sure win; other martial universities are just trash—none can match Lu Jing!"

"Agreed—never mind martial university students; even those from martial halls and clan disciples couldn't beat Lu Jing; only we who have witnessed his rise firsthand truly know how terrifying he is!"

"I can't wait to see how Lu Jing will abuse those geniuses; I've canceled the day after tomorrow's class."

"Anyone want to watch the live stream together? I've prepared beer and peanuts; we can watch and eat!"

Inside the MPV sedan, Zhugeqing and Xu Kuang exchanged bitter smiles; under Lu Jing's halo, these senior fourth-years were just foils.

If Lu Jing weren't here, they'd be the ones being discussed.

"Who has Lu Jing's contact? Ask him why he hasn't arrived yet."

Xu Kuang, being somewhat impatient, frowned and asked.

"None."

"Me neither."

"Wait a bit longer; departure time hasn't come yet—why rush?"

Zhugeqing glanced at his phone; the time was now 7:50.

"Fine, whoever let them be our martial university's hope—this time, missing anyone from the participants is okay, just not him."

In the back seat, a buzz-cut female student shrugged and said.

"Miao Keke, you're not jealous, are you?"

Zhugeqing glanced at the buzz-cut female student and said with a smile: "Don't complain; the strength gap is laid out here—even if Lu Jing arrives at ten, we still have to wait until ten, and I'm happy to wait......"

Just then, thunderous applause and cheers rang out from outside the vehicle.

The people inside the car all lowered the windows to look outside.

All they saw was a sea of heads moving, a large crowd thronging around a person, slowly walking this way.

Just like a sovereign's procession, with ten thousand people paying homage.

"Tsk tsk, it's been a long time since I've seen someone's influence reach this level."

Xu Kuang smacked his lips, startled by the frenzied crowd.

"To be honest, I also want to shout a couple of lines."

Zhugeqing gave a hehe laugh, utterly resembling a little fanboy of Lu Jing.

"Sorry, everyone, for making you wait so long."

Lu Jing got into the car and took a front seat.

Bang!

The car door closed; NieZhenghao, who had been smoking outside, opened the passenger door and slipped in.

After confirming the head count, he patted the driver's shoulder: "Everyone's here, let's go!"

As the vehicle moved forward, the Bakufu Martial University students left behind all shouted loudly.

"Go, shogunate Martial University!"

"Go, Lu Jing!"

"I'm rooting for you, you must win!"

Infected by this scorching enthusiasm, except for Lu Jing, all the competitors in the car were boiling with hot blood, wishing they could go up on stage right now and fight a match.

"We'll arrive at the destination promptly at 1 p. m., rest overnight at the competition site, and the Martial Way Tournament will officially begin tomorrow."

NieZhenghao turned his head and explained to the few people.

"Everyone, this is your first time participating in the Martial Way Tournament; there are some rules I need to tell you in advance, so listen carefully..."

NieZhenghao began explaining patiently, speaking for half an hour straight, making the few people in the car feel like they were in class, and they all felt drowsy.

Lu Jing simply covered his ears with his mental power, blocked out the sound, and closed his eyes to rest.

After an unknown amount of time, the car came to a steady stop; Lu Jing felt the vehicle's vibration and opened his eyes.

"Everyone, get out of the car; we've arrived at Jinghuawudaochang!"

NieZhenghao had already gotten off the car and pulled open the carriage door.

Lu Jing's seat was closest to the car door.

Without him getting up first, not a single person dared to go past him to get out.

This is a sign of respect from everyone toward the strong.

Everyone tacitly waited for Lu Jing to get out first.

"Whoosh—"

Lu Jing stretched and walked out of the car.

What came into view was a huge parking lot, almost filled with colorful cars.

Most of these cars bore banners; some were Martial University's shuttle buses, some displayed the names of martial arts schools, and they even deliberately marked their phone numbers below.

The National Martial Way Tournament is a major national event, with many media and reporters gathering here; it's a great opportunity to advertise one's own martial arts school.