Chapter 59: Lu Jing Is Jealous

The two walked out of the classroom together, followed by a group of excited Class 2 students.

Many wanted to go up and greet Lu Jing, but were driven back by his invisible aura.

At that moment, many students from other classes also came out of the classroom, gathering in small groups to chat.

Their eyes unconsciously flicked toward Lu Jing.

Si Tianyu, who had been injured by Lu Jing in martial arts class, followed at a distance, his face hesitant.

He wanted to go up and explain to Lu Jing, clearing up their misunderstanding, but he was afraid.

In the end, Si Tianyu sighed and still lacked the courage to step forward.

"You kid, you've been fierce lately, your blood qi has risen a lot—no wonder you're confident about passing the military exam."

Lu Jing and Zhang Hao walked and talked.

Zhang Hao patted his chest confidently: "As your brother, Lu Jing, how could my strength be lacking? If not for lack of time, I'd definitely apply to Martial University with you!"

Lu Jing laughed: "No problem—maybe after I graduate from Martial University I'll come find you in the army; by then you might have risen to captain."

"Yeah, I've realized it—though my talent isn't great, I believe hard work can make up for it, and I've dreamed of joining the military since childhood, so that's fulfilling my dream, right?"

Zhang Hao put an arm around Lu Jing's shoulder: "Where should we go for a drink later?"

"The usual place."

"The barbecue shop behind the school?"

"Yeah!"

The two exchanged a smile.

This parting will send us to opposite ends of the world.

School playground.

The playground of Second Martial Way Middle School is huge, with rows of spectator seats packed tightly all around.

Before the senior class had even arrived, many people were already seated—soldiers, teachers, and students from other grades.

As students kept entering, the noisy chatter never ceased, rising like a chorus of summer cicadas.

Someone in the spectator seats whispered: "Hey, have you heard? A big shot came to our school today!"

"A big shot? You mean Senior Lu Jing?"

The boy who had spoken earlier scoffed, shook his head, and pointed to the front-row seats where several soldiers sat; beside them, the principal wore a fawning smile as he accompanied them.

"See? The one sitting in the middle is the real big shot—compared to him, Senior Lu Jing, though strong, is worlds apart!"

The girl beside them blinked in surprise: "Really? That person looks under twenty—what could be so extraordinary about him?"

Their conversation instantly drew the attention of many bored nearby students, who leaned in to listen.

"My brother works in the military; he told me the person visiting our school today is the grandson of the President of the Provincial Martial Association."

The girl snorted disdainfully: "Oh, just an official's son? That's it?"

"You think he's just an official's son? You're dead wrong!" the first speaker shook his head, affecting profundity: "This guy not only has a privileged background, his strength is terrifying!"

"I heard he's just turned twenty and already has the strength of a fourth-realm martial warrior, plus he's a Talent Endowed!"

"Holy crap, a Talent Endowed?"

"That person is actually a Talent Endowed—I've never seen one before!"

"If he's a Talent Endowed, he's definitely much stronger than Lu Jing."

Everyone chatted, and the news spread across most of the spectator seats in no time.

Lu Jing also overheard people talking about the few soldiers in the front rows, and he let his mental power spread out like water.

After his mental sense picked up a middle-aged man, Lu Jing frowned slightly.

This was Li Wu, whom he had seen before at the Provincial Martial Association.

"So that means Ye Shaohua really came......"

"What's up? Who came?"

Seeing Lu Jing mutter to himself, Zhang Hao asked curiously: "Lu Jing, did you hear? A big shot from the military's here—I'll have to put on a good show later; if they notice me, I'll shoot straight up!"

"Hmm......"

Lu Jing nodded, his face growing solemn.

"Ye Shaohua probably didn't come for me, right?"

As Lu Jing pondered, a troop of soldiers escorted a young man with fiery red hair up to the central platform of the playground.

"Students of Second Middle School, hello! Let me introduce myself—I'm Ye Shaohua, the supervisor of this recruitment event!"

"What a small world......"

Lu Jing shrugged helplessly.

Although he and Ye Shaohua had never met or spoken, they bore a grudge from the demon beast rampage mission.

But Lu Jing scoffed at it and didn't take it to heart.

Since the trip to Huāngshén Cónglín, he's resolved never to hide his strength again.

Whoever dares provoke him will get a hard punch to the face!

Although Ye Shaohua is very strong—a fourth-realm martial warrior and a Talent Endowed—he's absolutely Lu Jing's toughest opponent right now.

But Lu Jing is confident; his strength improves every day, and he fears no retaliation from Ye Shaohua.

On the platform.

Ye Shaohua delivered an impassioned speech.

Dressed in a sleek, well-fitted light-green military uniform, tall and tight-built, his every move exuded grace.

With the soldiers beside him as a backdrop, he stood out, remarkably outstanding.

"This Ye Shaohua must be the grandson of the Provincial Martial Association President they were talking about, right?"

Probably yes, I've seen reports about him on TV; it seems because of his Talent Endowed status, his hair has been red since childhood!

Being a fourth-realm warrior at the same time, he's also a second-realm fire-element Talent Endowed—too exaggerated; his actual combat power should be able to match fifth-realm, right!

Really enviable; if I were that strong too, that would be great.

Zhang Hao, standing nearby, approached Lu Jing and whispered: 'Lu Jing, that guy looks really strong; can you beat him?'

Of course; against me, he has no chance of winning.

Lu Jing spoke in a calm tone.

He did not mention the grudge between himself and Ye Shaohua.

Because there was no need to let Zhang Hao know.

If Zhang Hao knew that the military unit he was about to join had his mortal enemy, it would definitely affect his mindset.

Zhang Hao said with a smile: 'Lu Jing, I knew you were stronger than him; I can feel it!'

But when Lu Jing's words reached others' ears, they took on a different meaning.

Hey, did you hear that? Lu Jing said he could crush Ye Shaohua!

Did he really say that? It really reshaped my impression of him; he's too arrogant.

Exactly; he must have been overpraised, not knowing his own strength.

I think he feels that everyone has switched their object of admiration, his heart is unbalanced, and he's jealous!

Although these people were speaking in whispers, under Lu Jing's mental power covering them, every word entered his ears without omission.

Lu Jing smiled helplessly and did not refute anything.

As for outsiders' opinions, he didn't care.

Moreover, Lu Jing and they are no longer in the same world; there's no need to argue about anything.

After today, Lu Jing will no longer come to school.

By then, he will directly prove his strength in the Genius Training Camp and the National Martial Exam.