Good martial arts in the city, many children, many blessings

Wuhan University of Science and Technology, Suzhou.

The recruitment banners were already hanging high, bright red, full of festive spirit.

New students and their accompanying parents bid each other farewell at the school gate.

Following the welcome signs, the new students walked happily along the rows of phoenix-shaped parasol trees on both sides of the road into the university playground.

There, a unique entrance exam awaits them.

Scholars are fond of seeking fame and wealth, while martial artists are more interested in strength. The former are prone to falsehood, while the latter seek truth.

Due to certain unspeakable reasons in the history of the Federation, in order to prevent the misuse or impersonation of martial arts resources by others.

As early as the year it was established, Wuhan University of Science and Technology in Suzhou formulated a strict admission process.

New students, carrying admission brochures, first take a walk on the martial arts training ground.

Under the golden sunlight of the rising sun, rows of strength testing racks and speed testing devices stand on the playground.

Amidst this, vibrant figures could be seen.

They represent the future of Federal Martial Arts!

But the future is always full of unexpected factors.

"Lin Fan!"

A sudden shout drew countless curious glances from the playground.

"Strength 692 kg, speed 17.54 m/s, martial arts potential 6.968, unqualified!"

An ordinary-looking, fair-skinned young man blushed and said, "Teacher, my mental attribute is 7.4+, and my overall potential is 7.112, which meets the admission requirements..."

"You bastard!"

The male teacher, dressed in a martial arts uniform from Suzhou University of Science and Technology, said with a furious expression, "I told you, you're not qualified!"

"But……"

Lin Fan, still stubborn, wanted to persist, but was abruptly interrupted by the male teacher.

"Martial arts potential > 7 is indeed the admission standard for Suzhou University of Science and Technology, but that means every single statistic has to exceed 7... If you keep arguing, I'll call security!"

"Teacher, I..." Lin Fan pleaded.

"Get him out!"

The short-tempered teacher waved his hand without any mercy, and two fierce-looking security guards dragged Lin Fan, who was already off the ground, away.

Along the way, countless chattering sounds could be heard.

"Tsk tsk, this is the third one this morning!"

"Han Li first, Luo Feng next, and then one more—four people make a perfect table!"

"Hey, what are they thinking? The admission requirements are right there, yet every year so many people still stubbornly try to get in and embarrass themselves!"

"I'm not reconciled! It's just that little bit more; who wouldn't be willing to accept that?"

"That's right! Martial artists and commoners are two completely different classes! Worlds apart!"

……

"Han River!"

A smiling middle-aged man walked over and patted the male teacher on the shoulder.

"Why are you always so irritable with new students?"

Han Jiang forced a smile and replied, "Director Hu!"

"Alright, stop laughing." Director Hu said with a kind smile, pointing with his hand.

"Look, the No. 3 Martial Arts School is here. Go over there and remember to pick out a few good prospects!"

"Director Hu, look how embarrassed this is."

Han Jiang held the registration form in his hand and reached out as if to hand it to Director Hu.

Director Hu laughed and cursed, "Get lost!"

From afar, one could see hundreds of students dressed in martial arts uniforms from No. 3 Middle School, gathered in a circle to listen to pre-exam encouragement at the call of Principal Sun, who was bald at No. 3 Middle School.

"Remember, you were handpicked from tens of thousands of middle school students at No. 3 Middle School, and you were selected from nearly a thousand students in the martial arts exam preparation class."

"Each one is the elite of the elite, the best of the best in martial arts!"

"As long as you perform to your full potential, Suzhou Wuhan University of Science and Technology will be a piece of cake!"

Those ranked higher should strive to move up, while those ranked lower should stay calm and focused.

"It's okay if you make a mistake the first time; everyone has three chances."

"Remember, you are martial arts exam elites from No. 3 Middle School Martial Arts School, unlike those from those self-taught training classes outside."

"We have connections in higher-ups!"

Han Jiang, his face dark, patted the bald principal, whose boasting was getting increasingly absurd.

"Principal Sun, Director Hu asked me to inform you that your school's students may begin."

Principal Sun smoothed the long, rounded strand of hair on his head, then quickly bowed and clasped his hands tightly.

"You must be Teacher Han? Hello, hello!"

"Um!"

"Director Hu instructed that Teacher Han is the kindest person."

"Um?"

"Teacher Han, to be honest, the students at our No. 3 Martial Arts School are all from poor families. You'll have to be gentle with them and take good care of them!"

Principal Sun slapped Han Jiang's hand twice, and before he could react, a small note was slipped into his palm.

Han Jiang held up an opaque wooden book cover, spread it out, and twenty names were clearly written on it.

One above the other, clearly separated, like the Chu River and Han border.

Han Jiang blinked, looking hesitant, but under Principal Sun's smiling gaze, he slowly nodded and said, "Everything will be done according to the rules!"

"Following the rules is good, just follow the rules."

Principal Sun grinned like a Buddha, waved his hand, and shouted, "First batch of candidates, prepare!"

"Ye Fan, Chen Yiyi, Jiang Shu, Sun Wu, Tian Xi!"

Han Jiang looked down and was surprised to find that they were the top five in the first row of the list.

He immediately realized that this was a common one-on-one tactic in martial arts schools.

There are ten best combinations and ten worst ones; if you accept the former, you're basically accepting the latter.

Of course, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Han Jiang couldn't fake it, so these last ten people should be at a level similar to Lin Fan, who was neither good nor bad.

One minute later.

[Ye Fan: Strength 896 kg, Speed ​​22.45 m/s, Martial Arts Potential 8.97.]

[Chen Yiyi: Strength 892 kg, Speed ​​22.14 m/s, Martial Arts Potential 8.888.]

[Jiang Shu: Strength 874 kg, Speed ​​21.86 m/s, Martial Arts Potential 8.742.]

Sun Tzu: Strength 841 kg, Speed ​​20.96 m/s, Martial Arts Potential 8.397.

[Tian Xi: Strength 829 kg, Speed ​​20.66 m/s, Martial Arts Potential 8.277.]

Five people in a row, none of them had a basic strength of less than 800 kilograms.

What does this mean?

This is definitely a top martial arts student. He will surely become a quasi-martial artist within one or two years, and as long as he doesn't perish in the wilderness trial four years later, he will definitely become a martial artist.

And he will be the teacher of these future martial artists, the new star mentor of Suzhou Martial Arts University, and will go even further in the future…

"Teacher Han? Teacher Han?"

"Hmm? Principal Sun."

Principal Sun smiled and gestured, "The next batch of trainees is already in place."

Han Jiang looked at the five anxious students, forced a smile, and gently reassured them, "Don't be nervous, it's okay!"

Principal Sun narrowed his eyes, touched his belly with both hands, and laughed even more heartily.

He liked the way the examiner acted, initially arrogant but later obsequious.

……

"Bang bang bang..."

The second floor of the Rose Martial Arts Hall.

The martial arts gym, which used to be bustling day and night, is now unusually quiet, with only the rhythmic thud of punches ringing out.

Li Xunhuan was covered in sweat, panting heavily, and slammed his fist, as big as a sandbag, into the punching bag.

"Bang!"

The strength testing device accurately stopped at a punching force value of "755 kg".

Once the pent-up anger in my chest was released, a feeling of extreme exhaustion washed over me like a tidal wave.

Li Xunhuan's vision went black, and she lay back on the floor, staring at the glaring number, and sighed softly.

"With this score, he should be able to get into a martial arts university!"

Failing to realize their dream of going to university is a regret for all those who fail the entrance exam!

Li Xunhuan originally thought he didn't care, but when the time came, she realized that it was just a loser's self-consolation.

He still harbored resentment in the end!

After sitting there for a while, until he could catch his breath, Li Xunhuan shook his head and sat up. With a casual punch, he adjusted the punching power value to 666 kilograms.

Despite his regrets, he understood that without the "Many Children, Many Blessings" system, his dream of attending a martial arts university would have been shattered long ago.

His path to martial arts was never at the martial arts university, but through Liu Yanran...

"Uh? Yanran?"

Li Xunhuan reached out and pushed open the door, only to see his wife standing coldly at the team's door. Feeling guilty, he said...

"How long have you been here? Uh, no, what are you doing standing at the door? It's kind of scary!"

Liu Yan then took a step back, glancing at the 666 kilograms figure out of the corner of her eye. She deliberately fanned herself in front of her nose, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Who told you to keep making that banging noise? You smell sweaty, go wash up, you're going out."

"Huh? Where to?"

Suzhou Martial Arts Research and Technology Institute, abbreviated as Suzhou Martial Arts University!